There was a movement almost too fast for the human eye, and the sound of metal on skin. Turning, the group would see a hand through Jett's chest. The body of the jokester was thrust to the side, and the best uncurled its fist, crimson shimmering on its claws. The humanoid hound growled, pale red eyes glowering furiously. Below it were three hounds, all dribbling oil from their mouths. The one on the very left held a double barreled shotgun in their maw; the one in the center had strands of long red hair in their teeth; the final one on the right held a broken pocket watch.

How narcissistic of you in the leader's clutched fist was Jett's heart, which he dropped to the ground. The hounds dropped their belongings, fighting one another viciously as they chewed the organ to bits, Thinking you can take Eta

Do not underestimate us, fools. With everyone's attention turned to the Fraysan beast, Eta had a chance to either recover or attack.

Everything happened so fast. One moment, Eta was the issue, the next, Jett's dead body became the issue, as well as the Fraysan hounds human...things. "What the fuck!?!" Leo cried. He was still trying to process what happened when the leader spoke. Leo hadn't under estimated anyone. In fact, he over estimated them, which was probably a good idea since he only had combat training and never actually fought someone as big as Eta. Or these hound-men-Fraysans. Fraysans sure know how to make an entrance.

Leo clutched his pistol, swallowing hard. When Nikolai said this was a suicide mission he meant it. With four people dead after just entering the city, things could only get worse. "Well, Nikki J, you're the hero of the story, what do we do?"

"I mean, probably a good idea to fight," Nikolai Jr said, glancing back and forth between the Fraysans, "And if Mercy could set off those charges, that would also be fantastic."

[[OOC: Behold the greatest trainwreck of mine.]]

She didn't need anyone to tell her, that the plan with water tanks was no longer valid.

Seeing the giant toppling over, Mercy decided to act on her own and take the chances. The dark-metal corruption on the support beams suddenly began to spread downwards, and on the ground. A whole bunch of thin serpent-like lines swiftly slipped from the bases of the tanks and extended towards falling Eta with slithering motion. As they reached a certain point, they merged back together, creating a black puddle on the ground that quickly covered even more distance with its size. The surface was effervescing violently, signaling something happening underneath.

Right after, a large cylinder of the dark pool's diameter and color, emerged from the ground, boiling all over. The whole thing began to shake and tremble as pieces of it fell to the ground, revealing yet another shape hidden inside. A slim, shiny, spiral cone...A giant drill, that began to spin rapidly once it was free of its mold, its wheering noise almost unbearable. Between the completion of her creation and Eta's contact with the floor, there was at most a second of spare time. As for its placement, Mercy obviously had no time for any complicated calculations... It was 'PI times eye' somewhere around where the Giant's head would land. Mercy even placed it a little further so that if she misplaced it'd still hit his neck or torso.

During the process the girl watched Eta, letting out a prolonged whistle that got higher in pitch the closer he was to the ground. She was about to end it with a 'Boom' once he was to hit the ground. The girl was so focused on what was happening in front of her, that the commotion behind her reached her after a longer moment. And it took even a longer while to comprehend what happened. The Gambler was dead, and by the attributes held in hound's mouths, one could tell that so were the people from the bar... She honestly had no idea how to react to it...Elyss spell could wear out any second, so initializing imminent combat was a fullish idea.

Instead, she listened to Nickolai, detonating the whole lower parts of the support beams, as the charges spread down as well.

The charges detonated all over the base of the water tower, the massive structure collapsing after its supports were blown. As it fell however, black liquid oozed out in massive waves in midair. When it hit the ground a tide of Fraysan Oil spilled over the area, washing over the party and Anubis before reaching Eta. Anubis drunk in a power boost, his already incredible strength, speed, and durability increasing. Eta rolled at the last second, the drill piercing his cheek and tearing a large part of his face off. The behemoth roared in pain, his weakest area damaged. He splashed in the wave of oil, his body already regenerating from the restorative power of oil-on-clergy.

As the behemoth rose on his newly regenerated leg, the party heard a swooping sound, turning to the sky they saw a large demonic form flying towards them.

Leo looked around as a shit load of stuff happened. Fraysan oil spilled everywhere, drenching him and the others, including the human-dog-Fraysans. He watched as the oil was absorbed by them and sighed. Then, over head, a large demonic...organism flew by. Not to mention Eta's newly regenerated leg. All Leo could was sigh. With his other hand he flipped open his sword. "Oh for fuck's sake..."

Nikolai Jr. didn't get to tell them to run as the wave of oil splashed onto them. However it effected the rest of the party would be different for each case, but Nikolai's half-Fraysan abilities granted him a sudden power boost. Speed, strength, abilities and durability all increased exponentially (This would apply to Elyss too). He stood up, smirking; however it faded when he watched the flying beast swoop down from above.

"Carnifex..." He whispered.

The Obelisk braced for impact as the tidal wave of oil splashed over them. Orwell had shut off and sealed the air vents, running off emergency oxygen for the short while until they resurfaced. "Well that wasn't pleasant." Orwell turned to face Eta and noticed the tear across the behemoth's face. "Targetting Eta, I advise you to choose your enemies as well." Orwell stated and the minigun roared to life and he began pelting the Fraysan, using his rocket boosters and the sure-footedness of the Obelisk to began skirting around Eta while focusing fire upon the thing's face. Shells from the cannon dropped onto the floor and sank in the oil as he mercilessly fired with deadly accuracy. The rocket screamed as it pierced through the air and the AI was already in the process of loading the next one.

Leo took Orwell's advice and picked a weaker enemy: One of the Fraysan-human-dog-things. He chose the one who had the shot gun. He didn't like the old bastard, but that was a real shitty way to die. Leo let off three shots at the creature's head. His could feel his movements slow down to that of a normal human. Thanks to his mother passing down her genetically engineered DNA, he was affected too badly by the oil. But it still sucked to move so slow. The moment he let off his third shot, he charged at the monster. Probably not the smartest idea, but he hoped the lasers would at least stun the beast for a second. Because it's scientifically proven that lasers are faster than bullets.

As Mano remained in the air, something seemed to go... off, about him. As though there were suddenly focus about him, yet, he didn't seem aware of anything. His mouth remains firmly shut.

Elyss landed gently on the ground as her verse's effects ended. The tanks came crashing down and Eta had fallen, it was looking good but then more of the Fraysan dogs appeared and they actually looked canine.

When the tanks crashed, it wasn't what she had expected. Oil flooded them all. Elyss had her back turned against the tide, washing over her. Her body felt the push but she stayed her position, the oil filled every crevice of her fraysan body and it filled her soul. She hugged herself at the power, she subconsciously missed the great flow of the oil around her body. It had been a long time since she felt the embrace of her grace, Hura. This was as close as she could get. She felt the pull again, the strange tug of master and slave. Her glazed eyes stared up into the sky to see a fraysan with wings. She couldn't concentrate, the mere presence of a lord was overwhelming.


One of her allies spoke up just after the fraysan's booming voice echoed in her head.

"Carnifex," Nikolai Jr. whispered.

In that instant, Elyss snapped out of it. She breathed. Was she really that close to giving in? She steadied her mind and focused on the situation. Eta was standing again and the dogs were empowered like she was, like how she expects Nikolai to be as well. And Carnifex.

Carnifex was actually here. She breaths in, her vocal chords ready to sing. She extended both her arms to her sides and the fraysan oil within her slithered out like snakes to form twin black blades slightly translucent from the oil it was made from. They curved inward like reverse scimitars but were edged in both ways. Her mind was ready and so was her body.

She focused on the heartbeats she had sent the Absolum Anika to [which was everyone except Mano] and began to sing.

Orthodoxus Prima
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away,
Where innocence is burned, in flames,
A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead
I'm frozen to the bones, I am...

Her blades were not for mere show, they were there to protect herself while she sung, ready to strike against those who would dare visit the Voice Orthodoxus.

Yogi was walking away from cleaning the new mess when he saw the group, readying themselves against the Fraysans.
These Fraysans had always made a annoying mess, and he was not too friendly with them. In fact, there was already some blood spilled on the ground.
He began to mop it up, but secretly he was in a counter-attack mopping pose, so if any Fraysan came at him, they would face his wrath.

Edward's pupils dilated and he breathed in and never knew air could be so delicious. His eyes followed every bullet and his ears twitched to every shot. His eyes glittered as they reflected the sparks from the bullets clashing against Eta's armor. He saw the kick coming and it felt like slow motion with how ready he was for it. "Orwell dodge to the left! Max thrusters!" The rocket boosters roared and Orwell jumped, dashing to the side to skirt the attack. The next missile was ready and Edward fired, the rocket spiraled through the air and Edward shot it, turning it into a smokescreen as he had already seen where he was to aim and began shooting. The minigun and high-caliber rifle rained casings on the floor as he shot at the joints of Eta's hands, the knuckles and in the fingers.

"Well that happened..." Mercy looked at herself and the others, all covered in black goo. She tried to get it off her, using her power, some of the oil turning into tiny thin sheets of metal and falling off. Majority of it soaked into her clothes already however. It might've help but probably not by much.

Looking around, the situation turned dire. Eta was back on his legs, these dog-like creatures were cutting out their escape route, and even the Carnifex himself was upon them already... It was indeed a hopeless suicide mission... Speaking of suicide, it gave her an idea...A really stupid idea... One that she probably wouldn't even consider if not for Elyss' song. It was so much more audible than before, so much more...glorious... Even taking their situation into consideration, the girl felt better than ever....

Mercy sprinted by Orwell, mad grin present on her face, welding goggles down on her eyes, running straight at Eta. "Keep 'em busy and try not to hit me! Im getting us a new toy!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, trying to outshout the noise of his guns and overall turmoil of the battle. Using the smokescreen the mech provided, the girl had a chance to get much closer to the giant. Reading up her drill-like harpoon that she used on the Behemoth already, she fired it up at Eta's downing leg, wondering whether or not it will latch on. If not, she'd 'wait' for it to go all the way down and jump on it the old way as soon as possible. From her perspective, everything moved so slowly at this point...