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In Which Zetta Trains

Some people had said he ought to train.

Some people seemed to need training.

Some people he wanted to teach.

And the Overlord felt like being productive.

So he'd grabbed a sensorium, shut the safeties off, set up shop, and sent out a call. And divided the sensorium into three distinct parts...

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No sooner did the gorilla's feet touch the platform then a sandbagged-covered wall shot forward, spring-powered, at the intrepid Outsider like a massive boxing glove. At the same time, minions on a higher tower above and some distance backwards from the first tower rose from behind a protective wall to launch a fusillade of arrows towards the heroes.

Crap. Snipers. Well that was bound to be annoying. She ducked down, figuring Maydril was bound to have a shield with her sword. She just knew enough about keeping her ears open to duck down when she heard the stringing of bows and the hiss of an arrow in the air.

But she didn't however, go into the field unarmed, and a minute later had the glocks in her hand, the enemies in her sighht, and fired off a few rounds.

"Go!" She said to Maydril, pausing to sweat as an arrow nicked her elbow. "I'll take the snipes out!"

Maydril's healing magic is a bit itchy at this stage of training. Still, it only takes her a few moments of thought and a gesture to set the arrow graze to closing.

She has no physical shield, as her sword is a two-hander, but she has enough skill with it to turn it flat out and deflect arrows that way. Beast Boy earns himself a shield of magic, though, as May pauses to spit out the invocation.

It may not save Beast Boy from being launched off the platform, but it might give him some resistance at least.

WHAM!

Stars swam in the monkey's vision as Beastboy shifted forms into a bird darting around the arrows till he realized he had a magical shield.

Landing behind the sandbags that had slammed him he shifted into gorilla form once more wrenching the device free with a roar.

Muscles rippled under fur as he flung the sandbags at the archers one after the other still thundering forward making the most of Maydril's shielding while he had it.

A couple of the snipers dropped under gun and sniper fire, but a third took careful aim and snapped off a withering bolt of energy that crackled down towards Hit Girl. Another missile hurtled towards the people on the ground from a much higher platform -- a panicked-looking penguin feebly and futilely fluttering tiny bat wings. "Look out below, doods!" it yelled.

It was unfortunate that she'd not been under Maydril's shielding, so she took a full hit of that energy bolt. It knocked her hard in the air a moment and she fell with a hard crash to the ground. She spit out blood, gritting her teeth.

Ok, now she was pissed. Hurt, but pissed.

And the Chinese stars came out to find the third sniper: she hoped it ripped his damn head off, she was still feeling bad tingling all over her body. She lurched to her feet and struggled to keep up with them.

Walk it off, she said to herself. They're waiting for you to quit. Fuck that. You're better than that.

First things first meant that it was the penguin projectile that was--not precisely going down first, but at least going down. Somehow.

Unfortunately, she wasn't aware of how volatile Prinnies really were.

The half-drow set up another shield--curved outward this time, as if she were trying to catch the prinny. That, alas, failed, when it impacted, and promptly exploded. Oh, they were all on the correct side this time, but it still rocked the armored girl as if she'd been clocked upside the head.

That was what it had felt like.

Maydril shook her head to clear it, and directed her healing energy towards Hit Girl. "My apologies," she said. "I thought they would pay attention to the larger target!"

"Dudes!" Beastboy called shifting back to his normal form on the platform, "You two alright? If you can get up here I think we should stick closer together. Have Hitgirl focus on the ranged targets, I'll handle the hand to hand and um...I'm sorry I don't remember your name...cover with the magic. We're supposed to be working together right?" He called trying...feebly, to act as a leader.

Good basic strategy - too bad they hadn't discussed it first! There's another Prinny plummeting directly towards Beastboy, and this time that third archer, bleeding where several Chinese stars had sunk into her skin but still up and moving, fired a pair of arrows at Maydril to keep her occupied so it could explode unhindered.

Oh hell no, not on Hit Girl's watch. Bleeding and cut doesn't mean she's out of the picture, and she knew enough that anyone not keeping an eye on her was someone going to regret it. A reload later and that third sniper was getting one right between the eyes.

"Maydril, the that penguin guy!"

"I see him!" Him? It? Probably an it, but she was only going to mentally split hairs.

Maydril wasn't entirely certain that the arrows would do no harm, but it was a chance she was going to have to take. This particular shield invocation was a bit more complex, blending as it did resistance to both fire and force.

She cast it around the Prinny itself.

Beastboy yelped as the Prinny plummeted at him diving out of the way even as Maydril cast up her shield.

The Prinny blew up inside the shield, harmlessly, while the sniper dropped with a heavy thud.

They'd earned the first platform. Even the longest journey begins with a single step, right?

She was all too happy to move n, really-the stings were beginning to lessen now, and she could move a lot quicker. She ran alongside the other two, staring at the next platform ahead of them.

"Can you cast a shield for us here, just until we know what we're dealing with?" Hit Girl asked Maydril.

"I can," she said, and suited actions to words. "Are you still badly injured?" The healing should have started to work, but if Hit Girl had been hurt again, it was time for another dose, so to speak.

A pair of axe-wielding warriors peered down the ladder to the next platform at the group, then ducked back before they could come under fire. From up on high, the Overlord continued to direct his forces with a grin.

Beastboy noticed the enemies and frowned.

"Looks like they're waiting for us. Ready when you guys are." He shifted back into gorilla form and cupped his massive shovel like hands together to give the girls a quick hand up to the next level. Faster then the ladder for a surprise attack.

"I'm good," she said to Maydril and at Beastboy's words, nodded and pulled out her long stabbing stick. This ought to take a few of them out for whoever Beastboy or Maydril missed. She secured the bow/stick on her back, readying for the next ascent.

"All right, then so am I." She clambered up into the gorilla's hands, readying her blade and crouching slightly.

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