As the pillars of blue flame erupt from the ground, Orbeck would grab on to the arch wizard before rolling away from a potential firey fateAs It shrugged, several blue spots would start to flare on the ground, erupting into tall furious flames merely a moment later. The problem was that it had targeted literally everybody in Its proximity, and those spots had been ignited immediately below them. Kyou's punishment for mocking It was to put everybody else into danger, since he cared about them so much. Unless the others jumped out of the light in time, they'd be assaulted by a pillar of flames seeking to burn them into ashes without mercy.
thankfully, Orbeck would not need to resort to any of his more powerful sorceries. But yet another had decided to get involved in the "Let's act like Mound Makers" club. A boy with white hair, one who had previously introduced himself as some sort of assassin. One with an interest in gore, and is in possession of some sort of super natural powers.With it more preoccupied with retaliating towards Its attackers, the Concept of Fire had been too distracted to anticipate Hestia's approach. The Descendant's Magical Detection had managed to accuse something, however, way too late for a reaction. It was dragged even further into the air by the invisible rope of air, not feeling any sort of pain from the endeavor, but gritting Its teeth in fury at the prospect of getting defeated. It shouted with nothing but raw rage causing the fire-aura to burst around it once more, trying to disturb Its catcher or anything. It was clearly desperate. As a result, poor Lucky would be absolutely burnt if he didn't jump out of Its head in time.
It struggled, pulled, shook, yelled, grunt, just about everything It could try but inevitably passed out due to the lack of oxygen. All fire had quickly transitioned back into the safer orange color and quelled, remaining at a meek foot of height. Sage was finally back in control.
"At this point...the best thing you can do is to comfort him...sage will need it after what has happened.""Orbeck, do you think I should help her?"
The Inkling lowered her weapon and she just took a moment to look at 'what' had been released - it looked to be an alter-ego, as some stronger being had taken over Sage's whole existence - his body. For better or worse, she was at a loss for words - just staring in wonder, in fear. After zoning out for a while at the pure truth it had happened as said, she was snapped back to reality by Weiss calling out in the background. Oh, right, the dolls!"Ohh, now that's some nice pent-up RAGE~!", It chuckled both playfully and mockingly, merely giving her a side glance.
As it grinned at her, Its eyes glowed and the still-standing fire-shield would suddenly shatter itself into several little spikes of fire, shooting directly back at her direction! It then would take advantage of her distraction to rotate around, now facing her front-front and flexing a leg forwards, bringing Its hands together in a direct strike against her chest. However, it was not a normal blow, as It had released a might flame-thrower from Its palms as soon as the attack had been made! If it connected, the sheer power of the flames would be enough to send her across the room!
"BUT YOU'LL HAVE TO DO BETTER THAN THAT!!!!"
"I don't know!" Agent 3 said in response, suddenly taking motion. She went to the fallen tolls, and one by one, began picking up their weapons - the knives! Why would she do that? Simple! She raised her gun in one hand, and loaded one knife at a time into her gun, handle first. Then, she takes aim... and fires! The knife would be pushed out by the torrent of ink upon firing, and thus launched into one of the dolls - the knife landing neatly and abruptly in its head. Agent 3 couldn't help but laugh in 'it worked' as she would continue to do this time and time again, until she ran out of knives to fire back at the dolls without going to grab more of them from the just-defeated dolls. "Let's just see how much we 'can' handle!"As Weiss stabbed through one unfortunate killer doll's chest, she then knocked it away, swinging Myrtenaster and watched it fly towards a wall. "There's still more of them!" Weiss shouted, as she entered a short fight with two Chucky dolls. "How much longer do you think we can hold them off?!"
OK, yeah, that makes more sense. 100% possessed. A deity, of some kind? Either way, that is a 'lot' of fire - and whatever it was, it seemed considerably angry. Fitting since fire is related to rage, but dangerous none the less! Agent 3 simply observed and listened as 'Toayi', as it introduced itself to be, would continue to lash out, attack the group, and eventually, they would end up..."I see...", It kept eyeing the Oni with tilts of Its head, it was... an almost animalistic sort of curiosity, "Well, there's no enjoyment in it if everyone were to burn too quickly now, is there~?"
The Entity chucked at the prospect, Its sadism was more than apparent. Kyou would probably get the hint that something was amiss... If it cared about the fire so much then well, why hadn't It retaliated yet? Why was It just there looking at him, as if studying the Oni like one did an interesting lab subject? What was it planning? Unfortunately, it didn't take much longer for him to find it out.
"But since you insist...!"As It shrugged, several blue spots would start to flare on the ground, erupting into tall furious flames merely a moment later. The problem was that It had targeted literally everybody in Its proximity, and those spots had been ignited immediately below them. Kyou's punishment for mocking It was to put everybody else into danger, since he cared about them so much. Unless the others jumped out of the light in time, they'd be assaulted by a pillar of flames seeking to burn them into ashes without mercy.
When a white-haired kid had tried confusing it with some kind of hyper-speed technique, It had simply rolled up Its eyes and heated up increasingly fast. The fire-aura had begun to crackle as tall as the typical fire and then burst in a radius violently, like an explosion of ragging flames seeking to just hit every single clone at once and possibly even reach the real Killua in the middle of its path. Everything nearby was yet again, caught aflame as it should be. But what had bothered It the most, had been the name. 'Sage'... 'Sage!', 'Sage!!!' ARE YOU SO BLIND THAT YOU CANNOT TELL THE DIFFERENCE?!
"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME BY THAT ANOMALY'S MONIKER!!!!!!!"
The factory was once more engulfed by the blaze. IT WAS LEGITIMATELY MAD, striking pile of boxes after pile of boxes; and group of dolls after group of dolls by unleashing exploding blades of fire left and right, letting out battle cries as if throwing a temper tantrum.
"HOW MANY TIMES WILL YOU MAKE ME REPEAT IT,And a barrage of 10 or so flame-lances would be spawned in the air above It, all shot at Killua, one after the other, with the intention to kill.
YOUR PRECIOUS 'SAGE' IS NOT HERE IN THE MOMENT!!!!
I AM TOAYÎ, THE CONCEPT OF FIRE, YOU IGNORANT HUMAN CHILD!!!"
And then Shanoa had sped up towards It. With fires all over the ground again, the Entity could very easily predict her trajectory by how she traversed through them, every fire It created being basically an extension of Itself. It had moved out of her way, letting the vampire-hunter pass by It in a perpendicular path, and It saw the Glyph that she was carrying, taking into the air away from it, letting the entrapping Magic gem clank into the ground harmlessly.
Then It had conjured a fire whip to essentially launch it into the very opposite side of the room, laughing in a mocking tone.
"Fool! The child has seen what these can do, and therefore I too know!!"
...Passing out! "I-Is everyone OK...?" The Inkling called out to everyone, laughing nervously, having once more forgotten about the dolls as she nears exhaustion. Managing to notice one of them from behind her, she would instinctively shift into squid form before that same doll would slash her in the back again - this time she dodges, and grabs the knife with her squid limbs - and forces it into the doll's head, making it fall forward. Now, Agent 3 shifts back to humanoid form and delivers a sweeping kick, sending that doll into several others.It struggled, pulled, shook, yelled, grunt, just about everything It could try but inevitably passed out due to the lack of oxygen. All fire had quickly transitioned back into the safer orange color and quelled, remaining at a meek foot in height. Sage was finally back in control.
"...That's a no, OK..." Agent 3 said in a downed tone, laughing a little more at their misfortune. What an awful sequence of events, what a mess! This was, in no way, a good place to be - they need to stall, survive, and get the heck out of here, as soon as possible!"AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
This is what had brought him out from his grieving. Yang screaming as she burns like a hallow who was set on fire. He lacks any way to end the flames quickly and he doesn't know if anyone else is available to help. So he relented, kneeling down in front of Soma's body, looking for something, anything, that could help. A potion, some sort of item. He was doing his hardest to not just recklessly savage through the body, leaveing anything considered unrelated to their proper places. As he did this he shouted out.As she fell down, she kept on burning, the fire and its heat beginning to tear into her body.
And she was still conscious.