Sector L [Operation Moon Massacre]

Izayoi's intervention couldn't have come at a better time. This was the primary thought coursing through Chiyoki's head as she witnessed the brute force behind the flurry of attacks the Rakshasa had unleashed. Chiyoki could do a lot to reinforce her combat ability.. but blow-for-blow, this white-haired demon had her outmatched greatly in raw strength.. her defenses as they had been would not have been enough. Chiyoki found herself silently thanking the young sugiuran, hoping that the unspoken gratitude was understood by her yellow-haired compatriot. Despite her wanting to check on him to make sure he wasn't injured, her eyes hadn't seen the man's blade contact with flesh, so sh assumed Izayoi was mostly okay. However, the strike would not have been avoided entirely without cost, Chiyoki also assumed, given the massive fissure that formed in the ground upon the demon's swing.. but it had been enough. It had done the trick.

Izayoi's participation had been crucial, as Chiyoki's magick was able to succesfully fire off in such a way to force the demon to consume a large amount of energy.. but not in the way she had expected. His blade was not the method used this time. Instead, the demon began to laugh... and after the laugh.. came a sound that, knowing what it meant, was horrifying. The whirring of the vacuum created by the rakshasa was revealed to be exactly what Chiyoki suspected it to be as the energy unleashed by the Iramasha began to course inward toward the gluttonous opponent, swirling down into his gullet like so much soft-serve as Chiyoki moved rapidly to attempt to close the distance, hoping that absorbing so much would give her an opening. Chiyoki was able to observe that Bid'daum appeared to "fill" and "swell" as he absorbed the energy that Chiyoki had sent at him. While he was able to hold it, it seemed to stretch him to some degree, as the size difference between the before, and the after was notable.

As Chiyoki closed in, she almost felt a level of confidence in her strategy, wanting to end this battle quickly and assure Sector L would not be destroyed. However, Bid'daum had countermeasures for such things apparently. As Chiyoki closed in, rapidly bearing down on her opponent with her Shul primed for use, she would witness Bid'daum moving in a motion similar to her own, and at almost presicely the same time. Chiyoki's eyes widened as the male let out a thunderous roar that coarsed through the air in front of him, shattering terrain, the buildings around them, and pushing the flames back as they came, preventing the worst of the damage from reaching the demon even as the burns had licked his skin.

Chiyoki had not been as lucky. The debris launched by the roar and the sheer force of it had rocked her very bones, causing what was definitely bruising around her ribs as well as abrasions and what could be akin to rug burn along her arms and legs. Chiyoki could not stop now. Regardless of the display she had just witnessed, she knew that his expansion during the suction process meant that he head to have a limit, and her previous onslaught had been quite a big payload for him based on what she had seen alone. While she didn't want to assume too much, she had to hope. She knew what she would have to do.. it was just a matter of waiting for the right time.

As Chiyoki brought her blade down to bear on the demon, the tip of the blade would be blocked entirely by the massive width of the sword wielded by the man. The impact alone against the metal made Chiyoki's arms ache. It seemed that, in practice with the sword, Chiyoki and Bid'daum were students of similar ability, as their next strikes happened simultaneously, each executed in such a way that the attacks respectively would have been nearly lethal if either had impacted, and yet both were sent at an angle that canceled the other one out, ending in a clash of blades between the two fighters that sent a massive amount of energy and vibrations into the ground below them.

Chiyoki couldn't do much but attempt to gain some ground again and strike from a more opportune angle. Her maneuver had been meant to carry her outside of Bid'daum's striking range, but the demon's reach was just longer than her estimate had put it at.. and as her legs arced to carry her into her flip, the tip of the demon's blade ripped into the side of Chiyoki's right leg, leaving a large gash that made the subsequent landing more painful than it necessarily needed to be. As Chiyoki landed, she had just enough time before her flash of movement to notice that the rakshasa had no intention of allowing her any reprieve. The immediately following steps movement carried her back just far enough to prepare a defense as Bid'daum would close the gap with startling speed, force, and precision, bringing his blade up with a terrifying coat of that same white light screeching around it. Chiyoki leaned back on her bad leg, wincing as the effort of putting weight on the injury caused her an undue amount of pain. It was all she could do not to fall over, but that would be the least of her problems if this attack connected. No, she could worry about a splint later. Right now, she had a sector to save.

As Bid'Daum's strike would come down, Chiyoki's free hand would come up, a massive amount of energy suddenly and explosively pouring from Chiyoki's fingertips as a barrier would be erected between the two opponents instantaneously. As the sword impacted with the glowing mass of energy, it would take its form as the Iramasha's crude replica of the barrier magic Rho Aias, the same barrier used to attempt to stop the demon from entering the base. Chiyoki's sheer volume of magical energy gave this barrier an immense amount of stopping power, but even with the fuel that Chiyoki gave it, the destruction wrought by Bid'daum's strike was horrifying to watch. When the first impact between the blade and the seven-layer flower-shaped shield occured, the pressure and impact force alone sent Chiyoki flying from her current spot, tossing her into the air end over end about fifty meters back from where she had been. She landed with a thud against the ground, feeling a number of impact points on her body, legs, and arms that would definitely end up being bruises as well. The girl winced as she pulled herself up off the ground, quickly looking up to see the demon follow up by launching what looked like small blasts of energy in her direction. Chiyoki wasn't going to be able to block in time, and if she made another barrier she wouldn't have enough energy to do all of what she needed to to try and end this fight. She would have to just hope they weren't strong enough to knock her out..

Izayoi, the man whom Chiyoki was convinced had some sort of fetish for kamikaze pilots, had apparently chosen his moment to strike out. The boy streaked in like a comet surrounded by lightning and tentacles as he blazed a trail directly between the demon and where Chiyoki had landed. The Iramasa wasn't so dumb as to gape, depite how impressed she was with Izayoi's energy absorption, or negation as the case may be. His sheer energy output was insane, and she was honestly surprised with how much raw power that he was putting off that he hadn't done more damage thus far. Chiyoki took the chance that Izayoi had given her to stand, observing the way that Izayoi dealt with the blasts by them seemingly just.. disippating as they made contact with his outstretched hand. Chiyoki's eyes followed the tendril still attached to the ground, seeing where Izayoi had anchored himelf and internally acknowledging what she suspected he was about to do. It was now or never, Chiyoki thought, smiling at her partner's witty repertoire. Chiyoki would flash a good distance out of the way as Izayoi's tendril would pull him back rapidly toward his previous position, allowing both Chiyoki and Izayoi to avoid the chunk of moon rock as it hurtled toward the two.

It was at that point.. that a lot happened all at once. The first thing that happened was above them. As the very moon they were standing on rumbled and shook from a neighboring battle not more than two sectors over, a number of bright lights and angelic energies would be felt upon the entirety of the moon. Chiyoki could feel the sheer power being generated, and recognized Cirno's Miracle Break as the ability that had been used due to the tell-tale energy signature given off by one of the most well-known Iramasha there had ever been. Chiyoki's keen senses for energy recognized the change in both herself and Izayoi immediately, feeling the swell of power and magic that fueled both of them. Chiyoki's eyes narrowed as she decided that if any time was a good time to end this debacle, it was now. And so, Chiyoki employed a dual strategy that she was certain would end in victory for Izayoi and herself. Before she could implement it though, something else occured.

The second thing that Chiyoki witnessed was Izayoi's next attack. If she hadn't been looking for an assault from him, she would've missed it entirely. As his arm came out, he sent off a small fleck of black energy that might as well not have been there at all for how small it was. As it coursed toward Bid'daum, Chiyoki thanked the previous occurances for allowing her the current distance she had, as she suspected it was a blessing given the previous techniques she had seen from Izayoi. Her suspicions, it seemed, were quite correct, as the kernel reached the area just in front of Bid'daum, it created an explosion that rocked the very air and coursed toward Bid'dam himself. Before the flames had even finished igniting, a second explosion would go off just below the first, this time aiming for Bid'daum's lower half as opposed to his head.

Just that amount of time and attention taken from Bid'daum was enough for Chiyoki to thank Izayoi a thousand times over. It was sugiurans like him that made her proud to have studied their magicks for so long. As Bid'daum would be busy dealing with Izayoi's explosive assault, Chiyoki began what she hoped would be the final attack needed to bring this battle to a close. Chiyoki would clench her jaw, gripping her blade as tightly as she could. She would have to hope and pray that this being's nature was as big a part of it as she believed it was. Chiyoki took a deep breath, taking a step forward toward the beast, wherever he had ended up after dealing with Izayoi's assault.

"I will not let you take even a single step further! I will not let you absorb a single more technique! I told you before, this Sector is protected!" Shouting this, Chiyoki hoped it was enough to bring Bid'daum's attention back to her. She knew how much energy he had absorbed before, so would he absorb less than that if he knew he would be able to devour it? Chiyoki steadied her gaze, attempting to look more vengeful than contemplative as her free hand came forward, taking advantage of the current boost being received as a swirl of white and red energy akin to a yin and yang symbol would appear on the Iramasha's hand, swirling before firing off toward the demon in a roughly cero-strength blast. It was Chiyoki's hope that Bid'daum would devour the blast, using the weakness of the technique as she would then alter her expression, showing a great deal of fear as she would take a step back, wincing as she stepped on her bad leg, and hoping that her show was a good enough display. Chiyoki would raise the hand again, changing up her attack style from a Chaos Blast to a Gandr Shot, firing off a smaller, red blast from her index finger this time with roughly the same level of strength. If Bid'daum absorbed or blocked this one as well, Chiyoki would move back farther, looking even more afraid, as she contiued to rely on Bid'daum wanting to play with his food so to speak as she continued the display.

This time, as she raised that same hand, Chiyoki's true play began. As she kept the same expression of fear on her face, Chiyoki would fire off another orb of energy toward Bid'daum, a small violet-covered orb that shot out at the demon with blinding speed and precision. To Bid'daum, or Izaayoi, it would feel like a cero-strength blast just like the previous two blasts. However, Chiyoki was counting on Bid'daum either allowing this blast to hit him, blocking it, or absorbing it. Because if he did, then her end-game would be shown, as her origin of Severing & Binding would take effect as soon as the shot made contact with part of Bid'daum.

From wherever the bullet would impact, be it anywhere on Bid'daum's body, or from inside his body itself if he had absorbed the blast, a startling transformation would begin. Around the area, or from within whatever vortex or storage dimension, a necrosis of the spirit would begin, rotting and eating at skin, bone, organs, spiritual defenses. This process, while painful, would only affect the immediate impact area. The next effect, however, is a lot more important. The "Severing" aspect will cause spiritual energy stored within the opponent to ignore the paths within the body, flowing chaotically and destroying it in the process. Afterward, the paths will be bound together again with the "Binding" aspect, albeit in a chaotic and useless manner, thus rendering them inoperable and destroying the target's spiritual abilities beyond the most basic of techniques for the remainder of the thread. In short, if this bullet came into contact with any part of Bid'daum's being, or if he had absorbed it, it would act like a short-circuit, causing any abilities short of a portal back home would be inacessible, and guaranteeing the end of the fight. However, this was assuming that Bid'daum would have been hit by, or absorbed that shot. If he blocked or absorbed this strike with his blade, then it would simply be the metal on the blade that would suffer the necrosis-like effect. If he blocked this shot with a spiritual barrier, it would be the barrier that would break. And if the shot were to miss, then none of the above would happen, and Chiyoki's one-off would have been used up.

Regardless of the outcome of this attempt, however, Chiyoki was not quite done, as she didn't plan on allowing the Rakshasa to escape regardless of the outcome of the previous technique. Thus, Chiyoki would vanish in another series of steps, movements, standing on the opposite side of Bid'daum so that in her direction of aiming, there was no city in the way that would suffer the brunt of what she was about to unleash. Finally playing the ace up her sleeve, Chiyoki would raise the arm that held her shielded blade upward to the sky, and a great many things happened so quickly that any on-lookers would have been stupified by the speed and beauty of what Chiyoki would unleash. Unbeknowst to the demon, this sudden movement even was also part of Chiyoki's plan. Her origin of Potential would amplify the strength of her abilities based on the amount of friction she generated through movement, having spent the good majority of this battle building said potential until this moment, allowing herself to amplify this final technique even more than it normally would've been.

As her arm raised, the wind current that coursed around the blade would split in half down the center as a glorious golden light would shine from within, revealing the blade that was hidden within the air. Any who knew the legend would recognize this western-style blade as the legendary Excalibur, a perfect replica down to the Fairy Letter inscription, and such a dazzling sight to behold that it might even be distracting to those who have never seen it prior. Chiyoki began to funnel the entirety of her energy reserves (as amplified a whole two times their original oceanic amounts thanks to the actions of Cirno) into the blade, coursing a frankly overwhelming amount of power into the sword as the golden glow coming from the blade began to get brighter and brighter, potentially blinding any who might be looking directly at it if only for a moment. As the energy poured into the blade from the core of Chiyoki's being, her Iramasha, Demon, and Magicka energy sources all flowing into the sword and practically causing the proportional strength of the subsequent technique to 'runneth over' as one might say, the blade's special ability would kick in immediately, converting every ounce of the energy that Chiyoki had funneled into the sword into pure destructive force, intensifying the kinetic energy by convergence and acceleration and amplifying the energy's strength by a factor large enough to make it appear as pure light. This whole process would happen within the course of a fraction of a second before Chiyoki would look at Bid'daum directly, any trace of the fear she was feigning before gone as the holy energy coursed over her whole body. The girl smiled briefly, her eyes glinting with gold before she would bring her free hand up to the blades hilt, bringing the blade down in the direction of the demon, screaming aloud as she did so to further amplify the power of the strike as she called out the ultimate killing blow's true name, praying to herself that Izayoi would be able to get out of the way.


As the blade came down, the resulting energy blast would appear to be a large beam of light that would flow toward Bid'daum in a tidal wave that was unmatched by any of Chiyoki's other techniques in speed, precision, or power. The torrent of destructive force coated the area in front of Chiyoki, blasting through the air and mowing into the earth in an attack that took less than a second to execute, and less even than that to reach Bid'daum himself. Unless he would be able to absorb the entirety of the energy, or unless he had already escaped or was able to dodge, the blast contained enough destructive force with the amount of times it had been amplified to tear the demon's body apart, causing enough damage to be incapacitating at the very least, and fatal at the most. Chiyoki was relying entirely on this plan, as the massive destructive wave she had just sent at Bid'daum, and the previous attempt to disable the opponent, had drained her of the remainder of her reserves. Chiyoki could feel the sweat forming along her hairline, and was breathing shallowly as the blade in her hands dissolved back into the gate. She had to hope. She had to hope that he had been defeated, disabled, or had fled. Because if he was still fighting, she would have to push past her limit.. use.. that form.. and if she did that.. then she would be out of commission for a lot longer than a week or two with some bandages and stitches.. Chiyoki fell to her knees to try and aid in catching her breath, feeling her eyes widen as she began to panic lightly, hoping also that Izayoi had not gotten caught up in that. To that end, the girl called out, weakly hoping to catch his attention.

"Izayoi! Can you hear me? Are you alright?"