[lavi watches as the spell raphael is chanting gets sent out at mathis - it does hit mathis, unfortunately, but that's alright. he's probably fine.
the nameplate flies across the room and strikes true. it donks raphael right in the fucking eye, which is so humiliating for him. he just lets out a strangled cat yowl, grabbing at his eye, whirling on lavi.
he casts fuck you! no - well, sort of. what he does is he stomps his way over to lavi and claws the shit out of him. that's about seventeen points of damage as his claws rake across lavi's face and torso, but they're not super deep. it is enough to leave marks, and it hurts like a bitch.]
And Lavi's not fine either!!! That hurt like a bitch!!! It barely avoids his one eye, and almost -- almost slices the strands holding his eye patch, (it snags a little bit of the material for funsies) but it stays on for now which is good or he'd have to disassociate out of this fight for canon reasons I still don't know about,
he snarls and aims a hammer swing at raphael's side,]
anyway, that hammer strikes raphael's side, which interrupts the spell he was casting! he lets out an oof.
there's also hellfire that's spread across the battlefield, and it seems like raphael is mostly immune to it. lavi, however, is not, and he can feel it roaring under his feet, making it hard to stand. flames lick up his legs.
he got a pretty fucking solid hit in though, and raphael is stunned momentarily.]
[he manages to get a swing in at raphael as he stumbles, which is kind of just like a nice love tap against raphael's knees. it's why he rolls like absolute garbage on his soul drain, which was supposed to eat some of rondo's soul. instead he coughs it out like that guy from yuyu hakusho and the bit of soul lands on the floor. gross.
hope does, in fact, try to mass heal all of you! at the very least she's going to make it so that you can stand. hellfire is nasty, and he can almost feel his limbs rotting away with it. but the healing counteracts that, and it means that he doesn't lose any limbs. his hands and shins are just coal black, cracked.
also the hellfire vanishes after a moment as mathis clears the area with an ice storm. however, you also take a couple of ice shards to the back.]
[A BIT OF RONDO'S SOUL JUST ON THE FLOOR and Rondo roaring in as if he's taken that personally, nice --
Lavi takes the shards to the back with the grunt, and then backs away a little to make room for Rondo and Ashlyn. he can do close-quarters fights, but he knows first hand experience that swinging a hammer with his allies so close could do more harm than good, (it's like he remembers another mg-life where he killed someone doing exactly that)
so instead, he'll head over to one of the pillars still intact... TWO LEFT IM ASSUMING??? maybe i can't count, and starts whaling at it]
[as he goes forward, there's an urge inside him. something dark and hungry, needy. it burns, almost, thudding away in his heart like something steampowered. you could take him out here. you could take them all out. it's not real, right? that was the reasoning before. so if it's not real, a little explosion wouldn't hurt...
for now, he can destroy one of the other pillars that hasn't been touched. one whack, and it starts to crumble. the tethers linking to raphael are just wavering in and out.
holding things hurts. his arms and legs are in horrible shape from the hellfire, but he persists.]
[but he persists. Lavi keeps slamming the hammer against the pillar, uncaring of being in Mathis' splash damage zone, he just wants to keep hitting something. He's too battle-experienced to lose his head entirely, but Lavi's always had trouble with his temper -- and he lets the rage buoy him forward, trying to wash out the other urge inside him -- the one that just wants to explode and finish all of this bullshit in one go.
he's done that exactly once before, setting himself and a whole room on fire, and he's not keen on repeating the experience.
so he keeps at it, hoping whatever is ticking away in his chest holds out long enough for him to see this through]
that rage is familiar! the engine in his chest roars with it. almost like he could be alight, like hell itself is in his veins. the hammer rams into the pillar over and over again. it absolutely destroys the thing, and behind him he can hear raphael scream, and then there's the sound of something very large coming at him from behind.
he gets the fun and unique feeling of being lifted and thrown at mathis. yeet!]
He yells at Hope for an extra ~Ray of Frost~ but I rolled a 2!!!! bye lavi
Otherwise, he is rolling to his feet and trying to move aside long enough for Mathis to shoot HIS spell, and then go in after to try and hammer hit this binch]
[ there. rondo winces when ashlyn hits the floor, more concerned with that than the fact that there's a knife in his gut, but the light comes back into her eyes and when rondo opens his eyes from the strike to see it, searching her face - his face floods with sheer, utter relief.
rondo's breathing hard, and his vision goes blurry. he holds himself up on a trembling hand, his voice immediately quiets down, and through the tang of iron in his mouth, rondo still manages a smile. ]
It's okay. I'm - I'm okay. [ reassuring, or at least trying to be, but there's no time for that. he sways backwards, he pushes himself up. the knife is still sticking out of his gut, grinding with every movement. ] You're going to be okay. Get - get Hope.
[ hope our HEALS
and breathing hard, engine heart thudding in his chest, rondo the indomitable's hand tightens around the sword once more, as he starts to drag himself with like 10hp remaining to go finish of raphael with one last sacred charged swing to back up lavi. ]
[ she hasn't relied on hope for anything that wasn't asked for by the others, after forsaking her. and she doesn't like relying on strangers! she still doesn't think any of this is real, exactly, so who cares! this place hurt them, they didn't need to let it hurt them more.
but here they are. ashlyn heaves herself up to her feet after rondo does, her movements unsteady. her only weapon is still in her friend's stomach, so she has nothing. no spells, no weapon.
so she just yells: ]
Hope!
[ by which she means: pretty please use your strongest healing spell on rondo. or on everyone. even if it's everyone but ashlyn, who was willing to sacrifice her. please? ]
[hope is busy with casting something, and it doesn't register that lavi shouted for her. maybe it's a healing spell? you guys could probably use it.
but the ice from mathis hits true - it jabs raphael in the neck, and he pauses, looking startled - like it shouldn't have gone through. like maybe the pillars were protecting him. it puts him off balance enough for lavi to swing the hammer directly into the guy's ribs, cracking them, shattering them. he chokes, looking... terrified? for the first time, he looks like he realizes he might be in trouble.
and behind them, ashlyn yells at the top of her lungs - hope!
hope releases her spell. all of you heal up enough that you can stand, that you can finish this, that you can take down the devil in his own home. but it isn't his home, is it? it's not his house. it's hope's house. glorious, brilliant hope, the thing that keeps you alive, the thing that keeps you going. your chests are tight and burning with the ticking time bombs inside them, but even that can't stand up to it. you'll be okay. you will. everything will be alright in the end.
with that warmth driving him, rondo swings his sword, with all the might of every guardian of the flame who came before him, and the blade slides clean through raphael's heart, lavi's hammer knocking the devil back into it.
there's a silence, as raphael chokes on his own blood. the same used to make deals, used to enslave people who didn't know any better, who couldn't pass up what he had to offer.
and then he explodes - in one last burst of glorious hellfire, raining down upon all of you.
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the nameplate flies across the room and strikes true. it donks raphael right in the fucking eye, which is so humiliating for him. he just lets out a strangled cat yowl, grabbing at his eye, whirling on lavi.
he casts fuck you! no - well, sort of. what he does is he stomps his way over to lavi and claws the shit out of him. that's about seventeen points of damage as his claws rake across lavi's face and torso, but they're not super deep. it is enough to leave marks, and it hurts like a bitch.]
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And Lavi's not fine either!!! That hurt like a bitch!!! It barely avoids his one eye, and almost -- almost slices the strands holding his eye patch, (it snags a little bit of the material for funsies) but it stays on for now which is good or he'd have to disassociate out of this fight for canon reasons I still don't know about,
he snarls and aims a hammer swing at raphael's side,]
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anyway, that hammer strikes raphael's side, which interrupts the spell he was casting! he lets out an oof.
there's also hellfire that's spread across the battlefield, and it seems like raphael is mostly immune to it. lavi, however, is not, and he can feel it roaring under his feet, making it hard to stand. flames lick up his legs.
he got a pretty fucking solid hit in though, and raphael is stunned momentarily.]
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he stumbles as the pain sears up his legs, landing hard on his knees, which makes his next swing at Raphael aimed low and also clumsy,
yaywon didn't you roll an 18 he will use that to ask Hope to do a mass cure wounds for everyone (she can skip him though)]
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hope does, in fact, try to mass heal all of you! at the very least she's going to make it so that you can stand. hellfire is nasty, and he can almost feel his limbs rotting away with it. but the healing counteracts that, and it means that he doesn't lose any limbs. his hands and shins are just coal black, cracked.
also the hellfire vanishes after a moment as mathis clears the area with an ice storm. however, you also take a couple of ice shards to the back.]
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Lavi takes the shards to the back with the grunt, and then backs away a little to make room for Rondo and Ashlyn. he can do close-quarters fights, but he knows first hand experience that swinging a hammer with his allies so close could do more harm than good, (it's like he remembers another mg-life where he killed someone doing exactly that)
so instead, he'll head over to one of the pillars still intact... TWO LEFT IM ASSUMING??? maybe i can't count, and starts whaling at it]
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for now, he can destroy one of the other pillars that hasn't been touched. one whack, and it starts to crumble. the tethers linking to raphael are just wavering in and out.
holding things hurts. his arms and legs are in horrible shape from the hellfire, but he persists.]
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he's done that exactly once before, setting himself and a whole room on fire, and he's not keen on repeating the experience.
so he keeps at it, hoping whatever is ticking away in his chest holds out long enough for him to see this through]
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that rage is familiar! the engine in his chest roars with it. almost like he could be alight, like hell itself is in his veins. the hammer rams into the pillar over and over again. it absolutely destroys the thing, and behind him he can hear raphael scream, and then there's the sound of something very large coming at him from behind.
he gets the fun and unique feeling of being lifted and thrown at mathis. yeet!]
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[AAAA
I DON'T THINK HE CAN MANAGE TO CATCH A LAVI WITHOUT BEING BOWLED OVER BUT HE'S GOING TO TRY]
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Lavi just goes]
UwaaaAAARRGHGAHHH -- !!!
[STRAIGHT INTO FCKING MATHIS, i think they should both get bowled over like idiots]
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he's coming for the two of you. oh lawd he's coming. whatcha doing from the floor. remember you also have hope.]
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[oof ough ouch my body
-oh shit HE'S COMIN'.
they do have hope but he has forgotten this because she's on his blind side and he has very pressing worries, like: raphael advancing on them.
he's struggling to try to untangle a little and prop himself on lavi to fire off ice at him again.]
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He yells at Hope for an extra ~Ray of Frost~ but I rolled a 2!!!! bye lavi
Otherwise, he is rolling to his feet and trying to move aside long enough for Mathis to shoot HIS spell, and then go in after to try and hammer hit this binch]
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rondo's breathing hard, and his vision goes blurry. he holds himself up on a trembling hand, his voice immediately quiets down, and through the tang of iron in his mouth, rondo still manages a smile. ]
It's okay. I'm - I'm okay. [ reassuring, or at least trying to be, but there's no time for that. he sways backwards, he pushes himself up. the knife is still sticking out of his gut, grinding with every movement. ] You're going to be okay. Get - get Hope.
[ hope our HEALS
and breathing hard, engine heart thudding in his chest, rondo the indomitable's hand tightens around the sword once more, as he starts to drag himself with like 10hp remaining to go finish of raphael with one last sacred charged swing to back up lavi. ]
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but here they are. ashlyn heaves herself up to her feet after rondo does, her movements unsteady. her only weapon is still in her friend's stomach, so she has nothing. no spells, no weapon.
so she just yells: ]
Hope!
[ by which she means: pretty please use your strongest healing spell on rondo. or on everyone. even if it's everyone but ashlyn, who was willing to sacrifice her. please? ]
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but the ice from mathis hits true - it jabs raphael in the neck, and he pauses, looking startled - like it shouldn't have gone through. like maybe the pillars were protecting him. it puts him off balance enough for lavi to swing the hammer directly into the guy's ribs, cracking them, shattering them. he chokes, looking... terrified? for the first time, he looks like he realizes he might be in trouble.
and behind them, ashlyn yells at the top of her lungs - hope!
hope releases her spell. all of you heal up enough that you can stand, that you can finish this, that you can take down the devil in his own home. but it isn't his home, is it? it's not his house. it's hope's house. glorious, brilliant hope, the thing that keeps you alive, the thing that keeps you going. your chests are tight and burning with the ticking time bombs inside them, but even that can't stand up to it. you'll be okay. you will. everything will be alright in the end.
with that warmth driving him, rondo swings his sword, with all the might of every guardian of the flame who came before him, and the blade slides clean through raphael's heart, lavi's hammer knocking the devil back into it.
there's a silence, as raphael chokes on his own blood. the same used to make deals, used to enslave people who didn't know any better, who couldn't pass up what he had to offer.
and then he explodes - in one last burst of glorious hellfire, raining down upon all of you.
raphael is dead. and hope is alive.]