Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26068742-20170727235135/@comment-28929139-20170729092733

Hayato: Noble as his efforts were, Harambe wouldn't be able to get anywhere near to landing a hit on Kideme, as her seven-foot barrier grinded and against the skin of his fist, and the voltage and heat would only increase with time. But whether Harambe immediately retracted his fist or kept it there, he was rewarded with full third-degree burns all over his hand.

Deucalion: The same effect would more or less happen when Deucalion tried to counter Kideme with the poisoned blade. The intense voltage of her barrier would eat right through the poison and spark against the blade and would viciously burn his hand from insulation.

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Before her ascension: When Deucalion called her name and spoke of her doll, Kideme...the real one, would have been forced awake within. As such, the Sigma attack was disrupted and would only span outward half way and the explosion was halved. They would all see Kideme kind of twitch before the explosion happened, and though they wouldn't see this, she was violently convulsing all the way up. She let out a pained scream as she felt a growth crawling and stabbing out of her back and soon....

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Spread all throughout the village's center layout, a stampeding rain of black shafts down into the ground, threatening to ensnare anything or anyone standing its descension for the ground. These rods were two feet in girth, no more than six cubic feet apart from each other and extended with seeming endlessness toward the roofing of the domed barrier. Ayame, Caspian, Deucalion, Hayato, Masami, Raijin, Shien, Taiki, Yahiko. No matter where any of them were, they'd have all been surrounded by these pikes and they came slamming down with a capsizable shockwave from the impact. The only exception to this was where Kideme had last been seen, which left a  twelve-foot gap. And within that half second of those pikes slamming into the ground unanimously, Something huge, black and slimy hit the ground.

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At more than 36 feet in length and its head taller than that of a full grown adult, the titanic electric heel hit the ground with an ear shattering screech. The decibels at which it made its cry was enough to shatter all the windows from the panes of every building and it slithered off at a mad dash around the rods, giving chase to all of them. The giant eel gnashed its snapping jaws at all of them as it tangled around the bars rapidly and covered the entire 300-meter  perimeter chasing after the shinobi. And so too, when the eel moved around these bars, they would ignite with a high voltage static and connected to one another in a myriad of angles that if our heroes didn't move fast enough, they'd become trapped within the gaps if they were electrocuted to paper husks.

And as the virgin's cherry on this shit-filled cake, a rain of lightning bolts shot from the sky and stippled the entire 300 meters of this electro-imposed labyrinth.

How would these nine poor souls endure to serve a 72 pillar bind, a 36-foot electric eel with a craving for human flesh, and a rain of lightning? Would they all pull through and prevail, or would some succumb to the pressure?

Whatever misfortune, dumb luck or carpe-diems may come, the three-layered rain would stop after some seconds. After 44 seconds, the eel would completely vanish, and after 88, the pikes would all shake loose from their lodgings in the ground and rapidly retract toward the violet black "sky." As they all retracted to one point high above, in a final flash of light, they disappeared and Kideme came falling down at a rapid descent toward the ground. From so high up, she would be hard to see and looked to be just a blur pistoning right for the ground. However, with much thanks to her rigid supercharged barrier, it smacked into the ground first, causing her to bounce as it ate right through the soil and Kideme fell hard onto her side. All the muscle, spikes, most of her clothing and the excess electricity would have been psionically expended and burned down to save her from falling to her death. As such, beneath a messy black blanket of hair, Kideme was in rags, barefoot, pink with inflammation, red with burns, blue with bruises and sizzling from the remaining steam rising off her now cold skin.