—Something with many tiny stings strikes the beast, and ticks it off. Meanwhile it feels something puncture into it's left shoulder. It looks up, and sees something...a DRAGON?!....soaring above the fray. Blood boils in the beast's lungs, and it fires into the sky with it's sword raised, ready to behead the accursed monster from existence should it's blade hit home—
edited 11th Jan '17 3:13:44 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.Quartz: -instinctively flies to the side to get out of Artorias' path, the chain hardening and reshaping into a straight pole to keep the enraged knight at a distance as the tip of the weapon curves itself into a hook, throwing a second chain aimed at his sword arm-
Will keep busy!
edited 11th Jan '17 3:22:10 PM by FokiasTheJester
-Noting that the monster is no longer chasing them, Six stops and sets Suzu down-
-noting he now has no weapons on him-
Six: Suzu. Mind sharing your sword?
-Valerie watches the beast charge towards Quartz and skitters away from the two of them-
-deciding that her attacks aren't having much effect, but that she can still help...-
-She places her hands together, and a white ball of energy begins to form in it-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."—The shell slams into the mad beast straight in the side, sending it crashing into the garden below. It's sword goes flying and sticks itself nearby, blade buried into the earth as the mad beast lurches up from its crater. It sees its weapon, and hunches towards, it. With a pained movement, it wraps its hand around the handle, and breathes through pained breathes. It's bleeding through from the side, and can feel blood letting. It looks at the assembled party.
@Them all: Thou...Thou art strong, humans. Surely...thine kind art more than pure....RAGH!
—The mad beast can feel Artorias' soul fighting against it. It tries to quash the resistance, but that only makes the small weakened soul fight more, restricting its movement as it cannot jump high anymore. The beast settles for that, and rushes towards the tank, zigzagging its way across the garden.—
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.-As the best zigzags towards the tank Valerie notes acquaintances down near it-
-Deciding they're better off disoriented but alive, she stops forming the wispy ball of mana, then pitches it down towards Artorias-
Valerie: -to Claire and Einar- CLOSE YOUR EYES!
-Oliver, in the meanwhile, is creeping his way along the sidelines, clutching his machine-gun close to his chest-
edited 11th Jan '17 3:28:19 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Quartz: -lands way behind Artorias, still connected to him via the harpoon, his clawed feet digging into the ground as he tries slowing him down, forming a plow on the tip of his tail for as much traction of possible-
Please slow down!
-Summons a hooked staff in one of his free hands, aiming it at Artorias' legs to try and trip him, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth-
edited 11th Jan '17 3:29:14 PM by FokiasTheJester
—The beast is too fast for the anyone to track until it is right on top of the tank's turret, and swings its blade down upon Longarm's left arm, severing it from his body as the beast cries in horrified triumph.—
edited 11th Jan '17 3:28:58 PM by LightningLancer
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.

Claire: -Pushes Einar down and starts administering to him-
Claire: In ainm Airmed, fanacht liom, Einar.