>>23313051>>23313070>>23313190The shots would spread outwards again, the Colonel's attacks ineffective, but proving just as much of an annoyance, the summons who weren't occupied soon focused their ire mostly on them, driving to silence the Heatran before it could put anymore out, another blasting an aura sphere towards the snake, while another fired a mist ball towards the Heatran.
>Aura Sphere>Mist BallThe other figure would focus on the Porygon-Z lashing out with another Psychic strike as they moved back to hang around their master.
The attacks proved to be good, more and more of the clown's body failing on him, his very form wavering as the abilities he beheld began turning on him... "No, not yet, NOT YET," One of the forms dove in the way of the attack, instantly getting cut down by Diabound's strike as part of it smashed into the weakened clown, who regarded the scene with a look of pure pain and insanity.
"None of this matters, NOTHING MATTERS, and in the end, YOUR WORLD WILL BURN!"
He'd pause at the top, letting the wound heal a little before he'd stop, the light behind him showing the energy building around him as he looked down, a mask of rage now as he looked at them before the magic would focus downwards.
"FORSAKENED!!!"
The energy would surge outwards, the ground itself shaking under them, the last thing they could spot was the grinning visage of the Clown looked down at them before reality itself seemed to break before them, a wave of darkness and light spreading away from the wounded clown to bash into their surroundings, sending up a massive wave of destruction before them, a slight movement from their right being the only thing to interrupt the view.
>Forsaken, Ultima on steroids 