[PP-F09] Fool’s Errand <<The Iron Guardian>>

[Mishiro 0]

a corpse is talking.

Spoiler [ ] STATS: Spoiler LEVEL 23: HP 460 | EN 64 | DMG 19 | MIT 36 | ACC 4 | AA | EVA 1 | FLN 6 (6-8) | VO 10% WEAPON: RAPIER V + STAMINA + PRECISION + FEROCITY + ST SPECIALIST -- COMBAT MASTERY: DAMAGE III EXTRA 1 + 2: FIRST AID V + ADD-ON: FIELD MEDIC; 3: SURVIVAL (total sp: 115 | used: 99 / unused: 16) EQUIPMENT: walpurgisnacht T3E4 WEAPON (RAPIER). CURSED, FALLEN, VAMPIRIC (OFFENSIVE), ABSOLUTE ACCURACY dioscuri T1E3 JEWELRY. ACCURACY III white cloak T3E3 LIGHT ARMOR. MITIGATION II, EVADE

@SYL
SYL: Forgot to ask before you left.
SYL: If you pass by F9 today, could you pick something up for me?
SYL: [Crystal of Support]
SYL: 2 enemies, west of Yōgan. Drops from the last one.
SYL: [kgrh29sha.docx]
MSH: /

floor 9 was the last place she would ever put in her agenda but sibyl asking her for a favor is rare. much more if it entails any level of combat. so, the rapid-fire pings from her terminal do give the woman pause, hardly twenty minutes away from their house, floating between disbelief and an almost childish amount of elation. she stops along the side of the road to aruyt and very quickly skims through the attached document, noting fermata's tags at the header. the breakdown of the quest is thorough, but the overall length is short for its simplicity. it simply asks players to kill a guardian.

and with sibyl, would she ever have answered differently?

@SYL
_{--> @SYL: If you pass by F9 today...}
MSH: i am. just one thing -- is this really the third time i've heard about f9 being terrorized by a respawning mob recently?
SYL: The recurring threats love to party in hell.

a teleport crystal shortens her journey to said 'hell' to an instant. once she's blinked off her dizziness, the player pulls on her white cloak and heads for the dry markets in search of the quest initiator. she follows the flow of the crowd, lavender eyes sharpened to scan her surroundings. it's peak busy hours for this area and dozens of aincrad's artificial entities mill about, bumping into the distracted player, transacting at stone-fronted stalls with local delicacies and wares on display, voices conversing in an unknown language creating another layer of ambient noise. she's lost for a moment, and then -- a tap on her shoulder.

she turns to meet a hooded man, the white screen of its own terminal vanishing at its other hand.

"are you the one that accepted the quest to kill the guardian?"

or, a woman?

"i am," the player returns, perplexed. (just follow the script.) "tell me where it is."

@SYL
SYL: You can take them though.
SYL: Stay safe. Remember to bring a teleport crystal.

Edited September 9 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

Crimson eyes scanned the streets of Yokan, Shay was on the prowl yet again. Everything in her left felt meaningless at this point so she was looking for that challenge or thrill that could spike her back to something she felt before. Though, deep wounds heal slow. Titan and ChaseR were gone in one way or another and she was left with absolutely nothing but herself. The ache in her heart was numb at this point.

Ending it? A cowards death. Staying 'positive'? The simple thought made her want to dry heave at its utterance. Brood? Hell she barely felt anything from that either. So, the only thing left was to throw herself at everything and one day die trying to find herself again. It was that or bulldoze her way through with the frontlines until she's back to the real world.

Lost in thought, the assassin would find herself bumping into a slightly taller player than herself, quite literally. "Watch it-" Shay caught herself before she blurted out something hurtful. If she could still understand the thought of romance or love, she might have even found the player rather cute. The woman beside her on the other hand was one she recognized as the quest giver she was looking for. The pianist would bow slightly to Mishiro and sigh, almost in a irritated and condescending tone. She wasn't going to wait until the quest giver was free. "I see you're doing the quest. If I could join you that would be..." An irate growl would lace her words. The woman choked up for a moment before spitting it out. "...Nice."

Spoiler

Name: Shay
True Tier: 4
Level: 33
Paragon Level: 1
HP: 700/700
EN: 84/84

Stats:
Damage: 13
Mitigation: 20
Accuracy: 5
Evasion: 3
Battle Healing: 35
Stealth Rating: 5
BLD: 48 

Equipped Gear:
Weapon/Armor/Trinket: 
  - Murasame α | T4 Katana | BLD II; DMG I
Armor/Trinket: 
  - Deep-Red Tie | T4 Trinket | ACC III
Shield/Armor/Trinket: 
  - Leather Overcoat | T4 Light Armor | EVA III

Combat Mastery:
  - 

Combat Shift:
  - ST Shift

Familiar Skill:
  - 

Custom Skill:
  - 

Skills:
  - Battle Healing R5
  - Cloth Armor R5
  - Katana R5
  - Quick Change

Extra Skills:
  - Hiding R5

Inactive Extra Skills:

Addons:
  - Focus
  - Precision
  - Resolve
  - Stamina

Mods:
  - Athletics
  - Surpise Attack: Trickster

Inactive Mods:

Battle Ready Inventory:
  - Yatsufusa | T4 Perfect Katana | DMG III x

Housing Buffs:

Guild Hall Buffs:

Scents of the Wild Totem:

Wedding Ring:

Crafting Profession:
 - Performer[10000exp] R5
Gathering Profession:

Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 13 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35 | BLD: 48

Edited September 9 by Shay

[Mishiro 0]

"watch it--"

oh, this one is real.

"i'm sorry," she turns in the direction of the voice and quickly apologizes, but as her sights land on a sharp-eyed woman, so does the other take notice of the hooded individual who had stopped her. recognition flashes through the stranger's face, then returns her displeasure as she turns to her and forces out courtesies as though at knife point. a party request.

the hooded individual is silent throughout the interruption.

(and if she had recognized it with a single glance, then nothing was really wrong, was it...?)

she nods her assent after some thought, her expression unchanged. first impressions aside, it isn't fair to trouble the other player to return another time for the few seconds that she had found the npc first. "alright. let's go together."

"both of you, then," the entity interjects in a light voice. it rearranges itself to now include the second player in the conversation. "i'd be willing to provide you with that information for a price. let's say..." a gloved hand raises to level with its collar, two of its fingers pointed upwards. encircling its wrist is a silver bangle with a woven design. "twenty-five percent of the bounty. i guarantee you would not find your mark without my help."

(this is unavoidable.) “fine with me. now, can you tell us?”

"the guardian never leaves its throne. look for a grotto to the west of yogan where you'll find a pair of iron gates. and be ready for a fight: they're guarded."

a status window appears in front of the two, displaying an accepted quest from a [mysterious broker] without their input. 

she closes it. "noted, thank you." but the quest in her progress log was all she needed. she starts to move past the entity, preparing to signal her quest partner to follow, when a question suddenly catches against the back of her mind. something about the events of the past minute or so, invisible like rot beneath floorboards. she struggles to define it, but the wrongness roots her to the ground, persistent, with the subject right in front of her eyes. "will you be coming with us?" she tries. "how will you know when we've killed it?"

"i'll know."

it bids them farewell with a little wave and slinks back into the crowds.

still clueless, she turns to her quest partner, quickly going through her terminal to send a party request. "ready to head out?"

Edited September 20 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

With her heart on her shoulder - looking quite ugly - Shay begrudgingly asked to join the party for this quest. She didn't need help, she didn't really even want help if it was necessary, but if there was a chance that the NPC was unreachable when someone had the quest annoyed her since she was already present. To be clear, she had no disdain for the woman she was now partying with. The simple thought of social interaction troubled her deeply, however.

"twenty-five percent of the bounty. i guarantee you would not find your mark without my help." The broker would practically demand a share from the two despite only telling them the location, expressing that the two would not be able to find it without her help. Shay's brow sharpened in response. The rewards were less worthwhile than anything she could possibly imagine. The attitude of how much she thought she could contribute with only the location was what bothered her. They were nothing but programming though so she attempted to reel in the bad mood before she scared away the quest partner she'd been graced with. Maybe they weren't so bad.

The broker would then tell them that, despite not coming along, she would know when they killed the boss. Shay bet both her swords that was a fucking lie. They would be being trailed by this NPC the entire time. The assassin sighed in slight annoyance and just accepted it, closing the quest acceptance window in front of her. "ready to head out?" Mishiro asked catching the gaze of crimson pupils. "Yeah." A short moment of silence would wash over the two as they started walking. The assassin wondered if she should just try to keep her mouth shut before she made her first impression worse but ultimately landed on only on thing to say. "Shay." She would offer her name even though it was clearly visible in the party list.

Edited September 10 by Shay

[Mishiro 0]

the walk from the markets to the grotto is short. painless, unlike the cerberus quests. the two players make decent progress within the brief time that neither of them speaks; they had both met their match, it seems, in their equally quick pace and their mutual quiet.

she's used it, the silence. she usually provides it herself. for most of her life, she has tended to drift towards companions who love to chatter and simply find themselves in need of a patient and attentive listener. she isn't inclined towards small talk with strangers, especially not in the middle of a quick errand, and she only does it to the extent of being polite. it doesn't bother her that her current partner's inclinations lean the same.

so, in this scenario, it could only ever have been the other way around.

"shay," her companion suddenly says.

short, clipped, and the name has long been visible at the far edge of her sights. they had skipped introductions, but she had once sailed through a quest without them.

not that she won't return what's offered to her. she responds with her own name.

then the conversation, if she could even call it that, lapses back into silence. she turns the brief exchange over in her head, considering another possibility. their current task is a better start. "i hope you're alright with taking the deal," she says. "i was reading up on the quest earlier, and apparently, the broker always asks for a cut. the simpler fights and the experience are what make up most of this quest's worth."

Edited September 16 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

The silence was preferred by her questing partner as well, thankfully. Shay did not like small talk or anything of the sort. The exchanging of names was merely a formality to make sure Mishiro didn’t think she was an absolute asshole or something, even though most of the time she can be. She did return the introduction with her own name, which was nice.

The silence quick fell back over them. Shay wracked her brain a bit, wondering if she should say beyond that or maybe it was better that she didn’t. Mishiro’s interruption of her thoughts woke her up though. “Ah, well, I don’t really care about that nonsense.” Shay will plainly respond. “The experience is usually the only thing that matters in these quests anyways. Even if we got the full cut, I wouldn’t care if you’d decided you wanted all of it.” Finally a sentence from mouth that didn’t make it sound like she was being held at gunpoint to speak.

[Mishiro 0]

"i feel the same in that sense, other than the crystal. someone's expecting it from me. let's keep it an even split."

their journey continues. yogan's gates pass them, then the steps leading down to the combat zone. without stopping or slowing down, she transfers her weapon to an equipment slot through her terminal and a gust of strangely cool air rushes between her and her pair as her violin-blade and parrying dagger appear in their sheaths. she brushes her fingers against walpurgisnacht's strings, soundless. centering herself. they avoid the maze of lava pools entirely, keeping close to yogan's outer walls on their route west.

then the grotto is before her. it is shallow, but protected from the elements, the double iron doors visible from where they stand beneath its lip. she spots two suits of armor standing completely still with their gauntlets resting on the pommels of their greatswords. (...two?) they are silent in their idleness, mechanical, long dead ghosts in service to a long dead lord. once she and shay kill them all, they will simply reanimate themselves and cause havoc all over again. she has never cared about the implications. the player steps forward, and the knights immediately raise their blades.

"the one on the left is mine," she calls out to shay. she doesn't wait for a response. if shay can't handle her own, she can simply circle back and help her. numerically, fermata tells her she has the advantage. it's just a practice of letting herself fall into the motions -- of rushing her selected knight and piercing through its armor with a single blow.

 

-> combat: st-i vs iron knight #1 [1/2 iron knights slain]

Spoiler

POST ACTION: ST-I vs Iron Knight #1 [14 - 2 = 12 EN]
232248: BD 6: (19 + 6) * 15 = 375 DMG -> Iron Knight #1

Mishiro | HP: 460/460 | EN: 52/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10%
Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 13 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH: 35 | BLD: 48

Iron Knight #1 | HP: 0/250 | DMG: 100 | THORNS: 24 | BLD: 24
Iron Knight #2 | HP: 250/250 | DMG: 100 | THORNS: 24 | BLD: 24

 

Edited September 20 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

Normally she would activate stealth about now just to avoid having to talk with anybody she was questing with but Mishiro had yet to do anything that annoyed her. Granted she got annoyed at just about anything said to her for no reason given, but it was a pretty pleasant change of pace. That and these mobs would barely be able to stand up to Yatsufusa’s raw power.

Mishiro would express her friend’s desire to get a crystal from this quest. Shay simply shrugged to that. “By all means it’s yours. I just want the experience.” Shay will explain. The two of them seemed as though they would be having no problems with the other.

But if her annoyance wasn’t flared up yet it eventually had to come from somewhere. Unsheathing Yatsufusa from its saya and swinging directly at the knight Shay’s eyebrow would twitch. “Critical miss… Of course.”

---

Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 13 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35 | BLD: 48
Mishiro | HP: 460/460 | EN: 52/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10%

Iron Knight #2 | HP: 250/250 | DMG: 100 | THORNS: 24 | BLD: 24

BD: 1 Critical Miss ID: 233205

Edited September 23 by Shay

[Mishiro 0]

she hears a second blade slice through the air. then her companion's frustration. the rattling of metal as the second iron knight, hale and whole, tries to pummel its assailant with its greatsword.

they're doing fine. this is what she troubled herself the switch to rapier for. her confidence is solid after taking out the first iron knight in a single hit -- if its hp was that low, there was almost zero possibility that it would deviate from the script and suddenly pose a significant danger to her. and sibyl wouldn't have sent her if she couldn't handle it.

so, as she silently decided to herself earlier, she calls out, "i've got it."

the sword art is a straight shot from her position to the remaining knight. she pulls back from her lunge as the data disperses around her and nods at shay.

"onto the next. i'm right behind you."

 

-> combat: st-i vs iron knight #2 [2/2 iron knights slain]

Spoiler

_{# forgot to account for thorns last round. subtracting it from hp now.}
PASSIVE: +3 EN

POST ACTION: ST-I vs Iron Knight #2 [14 - 2 = 12 EN]
234175: BD 7: [MD 4]: CD 9: (19 + 6) * 15 = 375 DMG -> Iron Knight #2 [Thorns: 24] [ST-B: Ready]

Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 13 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35 | BLD: 48
Mishiro | HP: 412/460 | EN: 43/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10% [ST-B >>]

Iron Knight #2 | HP: 0/250 | DMG: 100 | THORNS: 24 | BLD: 24

 

Edited October 1 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

Having a reliable partner was nice but being useless herself was even worse. Mishiro was able to finish off her target without much problem. Shay would sheathe her weapon and wave it off as a small annoyance. The experience was the only thing that mattered to her in the long run and it wasn't like she would have much problem doing this solo anyway. Her partner would assure her that she would be following just behind, so Shay would approach the throne room and enter with least possible grace.

The two would be greeted with the Iron Guardian himself. "Let's hope I don't miss twice." Shay would comment before rushing forward, removing her second sword from it's saya. With a wide step and a upward slice her blade cleared the iron suit it wore leaving a massive gash across its chest. Shay would notice her HP tick down slightly from the thorns. "You're up, take the final hit bonus if there is one. I don't care."

---

[1]Shay | HP: 676/700[-24] | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 21 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35 | BLD: 48
[0]Mishiro | HP: 412/460 | EN: 43/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10% [ST-B >>]

Iron Guardian | HP: 285/600(21x15)[-315] | DMG: 150 | THORNS 24 | BLEED 24

Shay Quick Changes to Yatsufusa

Edited October 5 by Shay

[Mishiro 0]

her rapier slams into the armor, a downwards cut intersecting with the damage left from shay's attack. she is, briefly, weightless: hollow inside, the guardian melts, its plating split in a cross, and with nothing to hold her upward, she lands less than gracefully before the carved throne. she doesn't sheathe her sword. "take the final hit bonus if there is one," shay called, "i don't care." she'll take it -- the [crystal of support] is on the right arm of the throne, split into perfect halves for the two who had slain the guardian. she's almost ankle-deep in useless scraps of plundered treasure. she reaches for the crystal.

a hand covered in a glove hovers beneath hers. the tips of her fingers brush against narrow, thin-boned knuckles. she jolts backwards, shocked, and the mysterious broker snatches both halves, closing its palm over them as though coveting the air of the stones' jadeite glow.

"give those back," she says.

"i'm taking my twenty-five percent," she says.

she suddenly feels cold. "your information was of great help to us, but it was my companion and i who rid your floor of this ghost. we aren't looking to claim the col bounty, or any of the stolen treasures in this cave for that matter. we only ask for the crystals."

she picks at her script. "and if i say no?"

the entity is uncurling her fingers, bored, venomous, and affecting an air of fascination, revealing both crystals trapped in the circle of her palm. she's watching the crystals; she's watching herself watch the crystals, as though she had been shunted out of her own body, as though she is thinking she's similarly caged by her weakness and the weight of the other's invisible gaze. so easily tossed around. this isn't part of the quest. only one of them is armed. their shadows are swallowed by the splendor of the broken throne.

"you really aren't getting the memo, are you? en garde, interloper."

and all of a sudden there is a rapier in the other's hand. she closes in before she can piece herself together. stones safely tucked into a pocket, the entity evades the defensive swipe of a parrying dagger and pierces her blade through the player's wrist in a single, pointed thrust. a wounded gasp leaves her. the dagger falls to the ground and numbness crawls up her arm. paralysis.

the broker turns in the opposite direction. her eyes meet shay's.

“your turn.”

 

-> combat: st-i vs iron guardian [iron guardian slain]
-> combat: m?steri??s br??er: first strike

Spoiler

PASSIVE: +3 EN

POST ACTION: ST-I vs Iron Guardian [14 - 2 = 12 EN]
235094: BD 1 + 4 + 1 = 6: CD 1: 19 * 15 = 285 DMG -> Iron Guardian [Thorns: 24]

Shay | HP: 676/700 | EN: 84/84 | DMG: 21 | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35
Mishiro | HP: 274/460 | EN: 34/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10% [PARALYZED]

Iron Guardian | HP: 0/600 | DMG: 150 | THORNS 24 | BLEED 24

[TIER LOCK] is in effect. 450 is enough for the both of you. Remember me?

POST ACTION: First Strike vs █████████
235096: BD 10: 150 - 36 = 114 DMG -> █████████ [Paralyzed]

• PASSIVE (VAMPIRIC (OFFENSIVE)):
  235096: CD 11: +100 HP

█████████ | HP: 450/450 | DMG: 150 | PARA: 1

• First Strike | No matter what, █████████ will attack first, before the player. The player may not act on the first turn.
• Walpurgisnacht | On a CD of 10+, █████████ heals ███self for 100 HP.
• ████ █████ | █████████'s HP cannot drop below 1.

 

Edited October 25 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

Shay was ready to leave, allowing Mishiro to collect the crystal that sat upon the throne of the Iron Guardian. She would turn to make her way out of the complex before hearing the conversation between the broker and Mishiro. By the time she'd caught up to what was happening, her partner had been stabbed and paralyzed. Shay quickly intervened charging in just as they taunted her. The dark haired woman's sword would be parried away as she reached in. The tip of the rapier missed just slightly when she leaned back from it's stab. Steel screeched as the two blades opposed each other and Shay's head thudded against the broker's. A quick follow up slice would land, reducing their HP rather heavily. The purple sizzle of Yatsufusa glazed against the red gash of system damage.

Shay would then put herself between the NPC and Mishiro. "If we're taking turns, just know that I don't play fair. Not my style."

---

Shay | HP: 676/700 | EN: 58/84 | DMG: 21[TL: 12] | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35
Mishiro | HP: 274/460 | EN: 34/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10% [PARALYZED]

█████████ | HP: 270/450 -180 | DMG: 150 | PARA: 1

Edited October 13 by Scarlet Firefly

[Mishiro 0]

something is wrong.

she is on the ground, nearly half of her life gone, paralyzed. not stunned: the part of her mind that isn't yet filled with clamor supplies. stuns have a cooldown, paralysis doesn't. she learned this lesson herself. it need only be inflicted once, then chaining it endlessly becomes numerically possible. she is on the ground, feuding uselessly with her unmoving body, but the system's decrees are absolute and where else is there left for you to go but to turn into a long, drawn-out scream for her ears alone? her injured hand is cradled to her chest. shay stands in front of her, defending a complete stranger.

isn't it nice, you think, delirious, to have the choice taken away from you sometimes? ah. 兄貴。兄貴、兄貴、兄貴--

she can’t breathe.

"oh," the broker says simply. for a moment, her focus seemed to have shifted somewhere else. "then neither will i."

she springs forward, hood still in place, heedless of her wound. she is swift and elegant, as is the wont of any fighter who has mastered the rapier, but her strikes are heavy and furious. hardly has shay parried her sword than the broker is raining down another attack, vengeful. had any of the rapier's blows landed, the other would have been knocked back, leaving the entity free to choose her prey. but shay holds her ground.

behind her, the fallen player watches through blurred vision as their opponent's health recovers. she wants to live, too.

 

-> ___|
-> combat: m?steri??s br??er: st-i vs shay

Spoiler

PASSIVE: +3 EN

POST ACTION: [PARALYZED]

[1] Shay | HP: 676/700 | EN: 58/84 | DMG: 21[TL: 12] | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35
[0] Mishiro | HP: 274/460 | EN: 37/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10%

You weren't supposed to see this, Shay.

POST ACTION: ST-I vs Shay
235691: BD 6 - 3 = 3: [Missed]

• PASSIVE (VAMPIRIC (█████████)):
  235691: CD 10: +100 HP

█████████ | HP: 370/450 | DMG: 150 | PARA: 1

Abilities:

• First Strike | No matter what, █████████ will attack first, before the player. The player may not act on the first turn.
• Walpurgisnacht | On a CD of 10+, █████████ heals ███self for 100 HP.
• ████ █████ | █████████'s HP cannot drop below 1.

 

Edited October 14 by Mishiro

[Shay 0]

The battle continued to clash. Shay hadn’t been pressured this heavily by an enemy in the game for a very long time, especially since ChaseR had been around. That was the last thing she wanted in her mind during a fight though. Their rapier was fast, footwork was clean and unbroken and precision only challenge by Shay’s extremely quick reaction speed. She was on the defensive waiting for an opportunity.

Soon it came. The rhythm of their feet had gotten into her head. Just as the Broker placed their foot forward to lung, Shay quickly ducked into the attack low and cleaved through their chest. The devastating attack caused her opponent to reel back in pain. Shay would glance down at Mishiro. “You gonna nap all day sunshine?” She growled quietly.

---

[1] Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 45/84 | DMG: 21[TL: 12] | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35
[0] Mishiro | HP: 274/460 | EN: 37/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10%

█████████ | HP: 160/450 | DMG: 150 | PARA: 1

ID#236096 | BD: 10 Major Crit!
14x15 = 210 damage!

Edited October 22 by Scarlet Firefly

[Mishiro 0]

-> combat: st-i vs m?steri??s br??er

Spoiler

PASSIVE: +3 EN

POST ACTION: ST-I vs █████████ [14 - 2 = 12 EN]
236567: BD 1 + 4 + 1 = 6: 19 * 15 = 285 DMG -> █████████ [Defy Death]

[3] Shay | HP: 700/700 | EN: 45/84 | DMG: 21[TL: 12] | MIT:20 | ACC:5 | EVA:3 | BH:35
[0] Mishiro | HP: 274/460 | EN: 28/64 | DMG: 19 | MIT: 36 | ACC: 4 | AA | EVA: 1 | FLN: 6 (6-8) | VO: 10%

And that's a wrap.

POST ACTION: Unable to act.

█████████ | HP: 1/450 | DMG: 150 | PARA: 1

Abilities:

• First Strike | No matter what, █████████ will attack first, before the player. The player may not act on the first turn.
• Walpurgisnacht | On a CD of 10+, █████████ heals ███self for 100 HP.
• ████ █████ | █████████'s HP cannot drop below 1.

 

Edited October 25 by Mishiro