Sector C [Operation Moon Massacre]

As long as my heart beats, I will stand. As long as my heart feels, I will fight. As long as I know there's something to fight for, I will survive. Cirno, you've taught me so much in the short amount of time we've met, now please, let me use this strength.

The scene before was one that could bring both awe and terror to those unprepared. The new arrival of allies, tearing and sundering through flesh and clothing as new foes appeared and striven to cause mischief and chaos within this once peaceful base. A life such as this one couldn't be performed by many, but Elysia would happily take on the burden for others. It would be impossible for her to live a life where she was truly happy and got what she wanted, so might as well work to make sure that everyone else got their dreams and ideals accomplished. All of that started here, in this war. If she could help drive off the Shadowfall, that'd be a few more lives saved, more people able to go home to their families. Families that loved them... Families that-

Her thoughts were being muddled, thoughts flooding in that would make her judgement waiver, though in a way that benefited her. It was making her angry, pissed off, more and more upset remember bits and pieces about her life in the past. She never did have something like that to, she never did have the -choice- of that. She was thrust into violence, action, and combat since the day she could walk and talk properly. She honestly couldn't decide if she -wanted- any of this, she was just thrust into it. All of these thoughts, these memories, these ideas continued to swirl within her head as she tried to further combat the Aspect of Rage taking it's place within her mind. Sure, she could fight it. She had the sheer willpower to possibly overcome it, but the main issue was that she defined her drive to fight through anger. Anger that things get taken away from others, and due to that, her anger would only grow more and more. It would be controlled and focused, but getting her to calm down after the fight might be a pain.

Can't let it control me, focus. I can cry about the childhood I had that most people here probably experienced later, but I need to focus. Cirno wouldn't want me to shatter here, Hayden would only want me to strive to be better. I need to get stronger. I need to break through.

For now, she was left to watch and see what would happen, for there was one thing that she could do. Observe. The scuffle between Vanyel and Touma was one that let her see just how he worked, just how this new foe's fighting style worked. Lots of flashes, lots of quick moves, and lots of counters... They seemed to be a bit more similar to her, only with one major difference. He seemed to be a bit afraid of staying in line of sight for too long, wanting to always get behind and launch another quick strike. There were ways to work around this, but the Bronze Heroine believed her style of fighting would be enough to engage and defeat her new foe.

Eyes stared towards him, pose still kept the same as he pointed towards her and began to charge something, a beam. Charging with a dark energy, it was able to shoot forth and tear through the air itself to try and reach Elysia, though the fighter had something else planned. She could go as rough as she wanted, for she had something within her that could really turn the tables, that could go above all the others in this fight in terms of stamina and endurance. As the powerful beam approached her, she just simply blinked away, a bright flash of light seen as she was suddenly to the right of the blast, completely avoiding it as an energy began to surround her... Dark purple in coloration as just staring at her made it seem like each of these were small tendrils, lashing out around her. Chaos energy, a source that should only belong to the Iramasha was implanted into her due to a mentor of the past, Moonie... someone she heard was here as well. God she'd love to meet everyone, Moonie, Cirno, Hayden... just have them all together for some type of get-together.

And now it came time to deal with Vanyel's maneuvers, as odd and quick as they were. They were fast, about as fast as Elysia actually, with one major difference... The element her reiatsu decided to take after was known for being quick, 'lightning quick', as one might say. Just from being who she was, her reactions seemed to be just as snappy and erratic, letting her shoot forth just a smidgen faster than people who statistically should be even with her. This little trait of hers would allow her to intercept him in the middle of his steps, and the added bonus was that he was burning through energy with each one. Elysia didn't feel a -thing- right now due to the Chaos Energy fueling her. She had used enough of her own, so it was time to improvise!

She had the world in her palm, and for now, this would be the best choice... Eyes waiting, watching, and as Vanyel attempted to slice at her, lashing out with a quick, aimed strike to deter her from advancing, she shot forth.

"Gotchya."

In that sheer moment, the fraction of a second that Vanyel remained still before blinking once again, Elysia shot forth at an extreme speed, a blur entirely to the rate of actually reaching him before his neck flash step. Though what happened here depended on how he could react, what defenses he had, and if he was prepared for her speed to challenge his own, though there was -one- other difference between the two of them as well... Small cuts meant -shit- to someone who felt their soul almost melt and become consumed by a parasite from within. Cut all you want, she won't falter. As her Bullet Shot was used, her fist was already sent zooming straight towards his jaw, knuckles aiming to dig into flesh, the thin layer of muscle over his jaw, and bone itself as hundreds of thousands of volts attempted to shoot forth just from contact. Her passive ability letting her Reiatsu infused with Chaos Energy erupt in an explosion of electricity, attempting to literally blow off his jaw entirely and tear through anything in the way.

Miss or not, her next action depended if he was close enough to accomplish. If he was, she'd instantly use another ability of hers, no fear for overexerting herself with the battery in place as only a bright spark from both fists would give any warning of what was happening. Her mind was too focused, body falling into the motions in order for her to have enough time to say the moves of her attacks like some anime hero. It added less drama and flair, but she learned that fiends like these couldn't be bothered with anything entertaining. Within just the fraction of a moment, ten strikes were launched towards Vanyel's body with her arms becoming a blur entirely, fists infused with the power of lightning itself as knuckles dug deep into flesh and exploded with a similar force of the one upon his jaw. Honestly, she needed some more moves to keep things fresh, keep things -new-.

Each strike attempted to find it's mark, two strikes aiming for each of his temples upon the sides of his skull, one aiming straight for the adam's apple, another soaring towards his solar plexus, one for each shoulder, two for his ribs, one f or the groin, and another straight to his jaw, exploded, damaged, or perfectly fine, there was still one aiming for that same exact spot. However, if he got too far away for any of these too hit even in the first place, her next action would simply be to wait and see, eyes scanning the area for where he could have gone, body in such a state of adrenaline that her pale hair began to stand up further, sparks of electricity coursing through in a visible manner.

For all heroes alike, she would not fall here.

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