Las Vegas Old War Style (Closed to Morire)

Helia sat there and watched as the fight broke out. She had got there when the boy summoned some ooze monsters. She stood up on the branch she was on as the sun began to fully set on the event transpiring below. The man and the boy were pretty horrid fighters and helia was growing tired of the fight. She sent out a swarm of tendrils to save the guy with the psychic abilities.

"At least know how to fight if you're going to start one." Helia said with a smirk.

She jumped off the branch and landed on the ground elegantly. Her red hair swung sideways as the fog erupted around her and lashed out at the chub chub by the bench.

while being squeezed the life out of X-98B puts his fists against what he thinks to be the stomach of what is squeezing him and brings his claws back out into its stomach

Both Ghii vibrate in pain, but since they have no organs the claws deal moderate damage, crushing the source of pain with enough force to snap a normal man into kindling...

The shadowy being moves forward, reaching through the Ghii to attempt to touch your flesh... if the hand touches you the creature will send a mental spike at you, trying to absorb your memories... your thoughts, your hopes, your fears... trying to learn everything about you.

Schism stands motionless, as if a statue... green ooze seeps up through the ground, globules growing in size until another pair of creatures are behind you, lashing tendrils at you...

with his blades in the creature he starts to move his fists up ward toward its head with the claws moving up too through the creatures body starting to cut a line into the creature

Helia stared for a couple seconds longer until the tendrils reached the creatures.  As they began to attempt to skewer a shadow like creature two more green ooze like monsters appeared behind the old man.  She turned her head to look behind her then her fog wrapped around her and lashed towards the ooze like creatures.

"You're going to have to do better than that boy."  Helia cooed as she flipped onto the spiral of fog and jumped towards the ooze like creatures.

"Why are you two fighting anyways?" She said with a face stricken with curiosity.

while X-98B is driving his hands ever higher to kill the creature, the Razum's clammy hand touches his arm, it feeds upon his memories, hopes, dreams and fears, Relaying them all telepathically to Schism. The tendrils that Helia sent to wound the Razum pierce into its body like a tree rooting itself to the ground, burrowing through the flesh. the Razum's head turns and it stares at you with its souless eyes as it fades... not in a puff of smoke, or hellish scream, but in the same way that it appeared, slow and deliberately.

Schism's head does not turn, nor his eyes focus, he remains standing like a statue, solidly in place.

The Ghii that X is slicing is now heavily wounded, it begins to lose integrity, starting to liquify and melt into the ground, while the other Ghii, still unharmed continue to squeeze, the third and fourth Ghii join in, wrapping tendrils around your arms to attempt to immobilize X. Though X has no way of knowing that the third and fourth Ghii are illusiary, his mind makes them appear real...

The ball of fire hovering high above causes cell phones and cars to malfunction and start emitting static or setting off alarms.

While being squeezed he can feel one of the creatures draining his memories horrible memories from his child hood and his abandonment and in the moment of fear of being reminded of those memories he trys as hard as he can to escape and get his breath back