So, the next fight is out of the way now. We were notified 45 minutes in advance this time. The preparation time seems weirdly inconsistent in this tournament.
Anyway, it was between Faceless's friend Dahlia or Cerise or whatever, and the woman who was carrying around that big jug. Apparently her name's Mumina.
The fight started off with Mumina opening her jug and releasing a shitload of flying insects out of it.
"The Intrusion," Sal muttered.
"Is she their servant or something?" I asked.
"Seems likely," Sal said.
Intrusion is a hivemind of creepy-crawlies. I don't think I've ever seen them in person before, but it's possible that any bug you come across could be a part of them.
The insects began attacking Cerise, who panicked and dropped her flamethrower. She managed o pull herself together long enough to set off a smoke grenade to debilitate them, then went for her flamethrower and turned it on Mumina who avoided the flames while some insects distracted Cerise just long enough to get roasted by another shot of the flame thrower. Mumina got close and tried attacking with her jug, and they clashed briefly before Cerise got Mumina by the throat and pulled out a knife, ready o kill her, but the insects that had been caught in the smoke explosion came to and flew at them. Cerise drew another grenade, but the insects flew a Mumina instead.
"What are they doing?" I wondered.
I got my answer quickly. The bugs seemed to fuse with her, and she mutated into some kind of monster-bug-woman. Cerise wasted no time in throwing her grenade at the thing and then torching it with the flame thrower. It died and Cerise won.
"Did you know the Intrusion could do that?" I asked Sal.
"Yes," Sal said. "But you don't see it too often."
"At least it's dead now," I said.
"Either way," Anthony said, jotting some stuff down in a notepad. "This has been a learning experience."
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