[ Toraguma grabbed a wide piece of rubble, taking his position in front of the group once more and holding the thing up like a massive shield. ]
Get behind me!
[ Because the oni was about to blitz his way through the oncoming soldiers while the others handled anything behind them, shouting out a war cry before he began to charge. Like a massive dynamo, Toraguma proved a hell of an unstoppable force and the haniwa soldiers decidedly moveable in comparison. The bullets knocked chunks off the debris, but didn't pierce it, not before he literally crushed them underneath it, like a runaway earth mover.
Just follow the red roots, just follow those, and they'll get to the containment center. Toraguma held that thought in mind the entire time he charged, crashing through a fair number of soldiers before... finally...
This had to be it. A massive cylinder-like structure in the middle of a massive room. Emblazoned at eight sides of the outer wall of the structure were massive hexagrams, the meaning of which largely being pointless to determine when it was obvious it had something to do with the sealing process. One of the marks had been destroyed, and the pulsing red roots traced a web over the room but condensed into the center, inside the chamber itself.
There it was, what they'd been looking for; the literal beating heart of the curse. A massive, throbbing mound of darkness pulled energy from all around them, and exuded it back as thick, black mess. Looking at it was like trying to look directly into a bright, blinding light; it made the eyes ache, and the lungs burn.
They had no time to analyze it. Crashing sounds, pounding foot falls, all manor of calamity was zoning in on them. ]
How the hell can we get close enough to that thing to stab it?!
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[ Toraguma grabbed a wide piece of rubble, taking his position in front of the group once more and holding the thing up like a massive shield. ]
Get behind me!
[ Because the oni was about to blitz his way through the oncoming soldiers while the others handled anything behind them, shouting out a war cry before he began to charge. Like a massive dynamo, Toraguma proved a hell of an unstoppable force and the haniwa soldiers decidedly moveable in comparison. The bullets knocked chunks off the debris, but didn't pierce it, not before he literally crushed them underneath it, like a runaway earth mover.
Just follow the red roots, just follow those, and they'll get to the containment center. Toraguma held that thought in mind the entire time he charged, crashing through a fair number of soldiers before... finally...
This had to be it. A massive cylinder-like structure in the middle of a massive room. Emblazoned at eight sides of the outer wall of the structure were massive hexagrams, the meaning of which largely being pointless to determine when it was obvious it had something to do with the sealing process. One of the marks had been destroyed, and the pulsing red roots traced a web over the room but condensed into the center, inside the chamber itself.
There it was, what they'd been looking for; the literal beating heart of the curse. A massive, throbbing mound of darkness pulled energy from all around them, and exuded it back as thick, black mess. Looking at it was like trying to look directly into a bright, blinding light; it made the eyes ache, and the lungs burn.
They had no time to analyze it. Crashing sounds, pounding foot falls, all manor of calamity was zoning in on them. ]
How the hell can we get close enough to that thing to stab it?!