[SCOUTING LEGION] This is War

[Ice Queen]

Perhaps he should try a little bit more, Fai thought. Not because he wanted to, of course, but because somehow he had come upon a lovely batch of distortion fragments and he was interested to see how well they would purify--being found, and not restored by him.

Ah, but the purification didn't take place until after the beast was beaten, right? So the famine horseman stayed towards the back after all.

Fai's HP: 30/40
DMG: 0
Boss HP: 29 (still)
Loot so far: Insanity Fragment x3, Bonus Distortion Fragment x5  

[Blade Kuroda]

Following the rest of the group, Tseng soon came to a halt as they came upon a gargantuan insanity entity. He stared at it for a few moments, then called out his bow.

"PREPARE TO DIE! FOGPIERCER!" he shouted out as he fired out an arrow.

HP: 30
Damage: -
Boss: 29  

[xoxomenai]

Sickle in hand, the horseman didn't even hesitate. His weapon swung out, chain whistling as the blade bit through mist and grey hide.

For Mara, for the clan, he wouldn't fail. Not this time, if it meant felling a thousand of these creatures. He wanted to return home. To his true home, not the illusions the voices whispered of.

Kiwi's HP: 30/40
Target: Offense Class Titan
Damage: 7
Boss HP: 22

Loot: Insanity Broken Core x1  

[Syusaki]

What the hell had been in that bomb of Thera’s? Whatever it was, it made Jay feel better. She took a moment to stretch out her wings and pluck a few loose feathers out of them. The warrior stared grimly at the second titan, this one bigger and more troublesome-looking than the previous. Well, somehow they would beat this also, right? At least, she hoped so.

She hastily scratched the back of her head as she heard faint chanting ringing inside her skull—no! Stop!—before she once again brought out her dagger and tossed it at the creature, which only ended in another spectacular miss. The horseman of war narrowed her eyes.

HP: 30/40
Damage: 0 again fml
Boss HP: 22

Loot: Insanity Fragment x3, Bonus Distortion Fragment x5  

[baby_gwing]

Based on first impressions, one might have thought that this Insanity Titan would be a relatively easier target compared to the previous one they faced. Yves would find out firsthand that that would not be the case with its deadly looking claws that really weren't mere adornments and threatened to slice him up into ribbons should he fail to pay attention to their respective locations and paths of travel relative to his own.

Barely managing to dodge one that very nearly impaled him through and through just because he decided to take a gamble and venture further out to see if he had better luck with assisting his fellow Horsemen in whittling its health further, he gave a hiss and reflexively pressed his hand over the wound, choosing to fall back for now until he managed to staunch the bleeding some at least.

HP: 20/40
Damage: 3
Boss HP: 19
 

[Ice Queen]

Really, Fai thought, he wanted to get this over with. Idly, almost, he let his meteor ball fly, hitting the creature lightly. Perhaps he really should get closer...

But really, he wasn't sure that he wanted to. Ah, the conundrum.
Fai's HP: 30/40
DMG: 1
Boss HP: 18
Loot so far: Insanity Fragment x3, Bonus Distortion Fragment x5  

[Seiana_ZI]

They needed to ... defeat this thing. It was mildly terrifying, admittedly, staring face-to-face with something she could not even define. Of course, many of her fellow horsemen were more ... adjusted to Insanity than she was. She needed to stop running around with a figurative tail between her legs. That wasn't very horseman-like. No, she needed to be a brave mare, ready to stay up against everything.

And let other people try to whittle it down first.

Yeah, that'd be nice.

Nkosazana coughed softly to herself, adjusting her satchel and moving herself into a position that might have been more battle-ready (maybe). Was she positioned right for a proper stabbing of the Insanity? How does one even stab insanity? Where did she aim her sword on this thing? Did she aim it there? Maybe? Nkosazana darted forward and swiped her sword through the air, slashing at the titan that stood in her way.

Well, that seemed to do something. She wasn't entirely sure what it did, but it was certainly something! Maybe. She might have just cut through the air, though it didn't sound too happy...

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HP: 30/40 (-10 auto-damage)
Damage: 1x2 = 2
Boss HP: 16
Loot: Insanity Broken Core: x1, Insanity Nettle x2

 

[xoxomenai]

Kiwi answered Lifen's request with a solemn nod, dissipating his weapon momentarily as he gripped his distortion crystal in one hand. It was warm, and full of a fresh FEAR. He hoped it would be enough, as he took aim and launched it towards the towering mist creature, watching it reel and thrash, as bodiless voices shuddered all around him.

Kiwi's HP: 30/40
Target: Offense Class Titan
Damage: 3 (Purifying)
Boss HP: 3

Loot: Insanity Broken Core x1  

[baby_gwing]

The gash that ran down Yves' side was deep. Not immediately life threatening but certainly something that he should be mindful of other than the usual inconveniences that came with the spikes of pain and all. It took all but a while before the bleeding stopped and he deemed it safe enough to remove his bloodied hand from his side, taking first one rather shaky step forward and then another as he tried to gauge for himself just how much mobility he could get away without risking ripping it open.

The moment he had a good feel for his own limits, he shifted his attention back to the battlefield, his hand already reaching for one of the distortion fragments he had in his possession as he pulled back his hand and then sent it flying towards its intended target.

Distortion Fragments: 5 (from loot)
Damage: 1
Boss HP: 2 (purified)
 

[medigel]

Shik stood by this time because hey. Helping tackle one boss meant taking a nice needed break.

Or maybe he was just being an a*****e again, who knew?

Loot: x2 Insanity Nettles, x5 bonus Distortion fragments (both from first boss)  

[LOLTERNATIVE]

Eitri let the others have all the glory. He was pretty impressive enough as it was; why not let others have a chance?

But that didn't mean he didn't help himself to some loot.

[idk i hope this is okay what]

Loot: Insanity Broken Core: x1  

[Seussi]

One more had gone down, but not due to any help at all from Shaheen, who upon missing her target had felt that small shred of doubt settle itself inside of her. One shred was all it ever took for the insanity to latch on to it, and bare it's ugly head inside of her. The whispers, which had been growing steadily in volume since their arrival, were at the point now where she could barely think past them. Her concentration and focus had been completely and utterly compromised now, and she closed her eyes, just in an attempt to breathe, to force back the small insecurities that would only get blown out of proportion completely.

When she opened her eyes again, it was to see that they were moving on. She cast a glance around, searching for a familiar face, and for some reason only seeing strangers clad in grey, a flash and then gone, only to reveal the horsemen and women that she had fought with countless of times before.

No. Nonononono this wasn't good. Despite her boasts to the weapons master that she was more then suitable for this course, despite all of her efforts to learn control, it was taking her over again. A sinking feeling of dread fell down into the depths of her stomach.

"No." Her on voice, now out loud instead, sounded rough and hoarse, almost foreign to her own ears amongst the whispers. Her eyes narrowed then, and she said it again. "No." It helped, slightly, to hear her own voice. It helped to prove that it wasn't just the whispers and insanity that made up who she was. She was still Shaheen, the war chieftain. She could still do this. She could still prove that she was not just pathetic insanity fodder.

She followed the others, travelling until they were bid to halt. She stared at the sight laid out before her, at the familiarity of it all, even if it was changed, even if the sight of it filled her with both hope and dread combined.

Home. Come home.

"No." She said again, voice angry now, and to any who were watching her it would seem as though she were yelling at well...herself.

So they had but to take the observatory tower. Easy. That was easy, and then this would all be over. Shaheen stretched her wings out behind her as if to take off.

The fog rolled in. The whispers became unignorable then, their chanting words always just the smallest bit away from understanding. They filled her head, and they chilled her to the very marrow of her bones. She began to shake, unable to see, to see anything but the grey. "No." It was a choked word, barely a whisper of it's own now. She couldn't even hear her own voice anymore. The short swords weight in her hand didn't even seem familiar. She tried to concentrate her Fear, hoping that it would help.

She couldn't do it. A light that only flickered up the blade before being consumed by the grey, just as she was being consumed herself.

Tentacles rose up, but she barely even noticed them. Her breathing had become heavy, labored. She couldn't see. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't hear beyond the cacophony.

She began to scream.

HP: 40/50
Damage: 0
Loot: 1X broken core, 2X nettle
Boss HP: 100