BHR RAID // OPEN

//me? late? nahhhhh

& mobile

Oh, what was this- a dead clan’s pathetic attempt at a raid? But they weren’t done with their clanmates yet, so why the hell would they give them back? Clearly, these Rogues didn’t know how things worked around here. They sure were about to have some fun, then. Approaching the battle - if it could even be called that - at a leisurely gait, Barb’s gaze flicked over the enemies gathered, a soft hum escaping her throat as she observed the strangers. How many even were there- seven? Not awful, but against the entirety of Barbara’s clan, it was pretty damn sad. Eventually, Barbara’s gaze rested on her target, someone going for that cute girl, Alex. Now, she didn’t give a shit about the husky, but a fight was a fight, and ROMAN! seemed like the best opponent for now. Extending a paw in his direction, she attempted to freeze his paws to the sand, which would only immobilize him for a moment, hopefully giving her enough time to run over, deawing her dagger, and cut him off with a knife to the shoulder. “Heya, hun,” she purred in greeting, “th’ name’s Barbie. Who are you?”

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^{(Better late than never right? xD Also this is like the first raid thread that I've had the time to participate in, like ever probably, so yay! Its dope to interact with the SR~)}

^{"That is indeed unfortunate, you look... delicious," came forth the distorted voice of Fenrir as the beast danced in combat with Frost, the demon relishing the thrill of the hunt far more than its' host could ever appreciate. Usually speaking Kayn would have either been laser focused during combat or in a bloodlust fueled rampage as his inital attackagainst Frost, but the arrival of the Sanguine Ruins leader brought forth a momentary division of his two minds. Fenrir focused on tearing the large icy dragon to ribbons while Kayn had his attention on Barbara. If the Rogues could take out the enemy leader, even if only to use her as a bargaining chip, then perhaps he'd stand a chance of getting Astral back without any more harm coming to her than she'd likely already dealt with.}

^{With Fenrir controlling his body well enough to put up with Frost momentarily at least, Kayn took his chance to assist Roman while Barbara had her attention upon his fellow clan member. The young wolf summoned Rhaast above the female, levitating it via the dangerous telekinetic link he had to the demon-bound weapon, before hurtling the sentient scythe spinning like a saw blade at BARBARA F. It wasn't a particularly hard attack to dodge considering the extreme focus it took for him to maintain proper control while in the midst of fighting a dragon, but Kayn hoped that perhaps it would be enough to give Roman the edge. There was a lot of reasons the female was the leader of the ruins and her capability perhaps topped the list.}

^{Unfortunately for the shadow beast of obsidian skies the division of his focus had only been a detriment in his duel with Frost. Fenrir hadn't made any moves to avoid the shards of ice, instead pressing the attack with full vigor. Perhaps the demon would have been making a correct move in its' original form based upon the shadowy body absorbing the blades of ice as if an endless abyss, but as Kayn was snapped back to focus on the fight with the dragon it was clear to both minds that a new weakness had been discovered. Previously nothing had ever harmed him after assuming the god eater's form, however the well placed icicle from the frozen warrior impaled his crimson eye. It was the first time in a long time that either Kayn or the demon within him felt true pain.}

^{With a bone chilling screech the shadow beast fell back, clawing at his eye until the ice shattered. While it was still functional enough to see out of due to the supernatural nature of the creature, the red eye now flickered like a flame threatening to give way to a simple breeze and the vibrant light of it before had become a much dimmer hue. The pain was both a warning and a drug-like blessing of war. Kayn felt the desire to kill mount within him to an insatiable degree. Sanguine Ruins... Blackheart Rogues... In the muddled blood craze he was slipping into the young wolf was beginning to lose interest in differentiating. After the wound from a moment before though, luckily for his allies, the shadow lupine's attention remained on the dragon in front of him. The wolf of darkness rushed forward and began slashing his claws furiously without care for his own safety in an attempt to shred -Hauteclare- wings, and his maw clamped shut to try and bite her shoulder with massive fangs.}

^{(It's okay! <3 Sorry for this being a bit late x_x)}

^{The arrival of his oath-brother bound by blood almost snapped the large demon out of his battle craze, but the taste of draconic blood flowing through the wolf as he ripped into Frost was overpowering. The god eater relished every ounce of the sweet ambrosia, yet it was to be a short lived delicacy. A moment later the shadow beast was met with a spike tail colliding into him with enough force to knock him a few feet away, putting the large creature off balance. While recovering from the defensive attack Kayn noticed that Frost seemed to have recovered from her own wound rather quickly. Well, perhaps recovered was incorrect. The wound was still visibly there, however the bleeding he'd been entranced with a few seconds prior seemed to have come to a halt.}

^{"Give... Her... Back... That's all I want," the wolf growled, his voice resonating with the demon inside to create a unified warble of distorted anger. Kayn would never have considered himself a hero on other occasions, but this was different, this mattered. The spikes of ice that she'd created were not enough to abate the fury of the shadow hound. Kayn dashed forth with reckless abandon, several of the ice spikes impaling his chest or lower limbs before sinking into the ethereal void of his being. It was exhausting to absorb so much energy that otherwise would have been fatal, but Astral's well being was on the line. As long as he didn't let his other eye get injured than he'd be capable of fighting until his body collapsed from exhaustion or he died, whichever came first. The shadow beast dove forward to tackle the large dragon to the ground, shadow tendrils flaring outwards to encompass -Hauteclare- . It was true that Kayn was worried about Crownpaw engaging the icy foe with him, not only because of the dragon but because of himself, yet he truly did appreciate the assistance. The young wolf only preyed that he would be able to restrain Fenrir enough to prevent himself from accidentally injuring his rival, or worse.}