The manor seemed ominously quiet. Not even generic attendants were out and about, just Ms. Kuporia sitting on a recliner and sewing a dog-sized sweater. Thunder echoed across the manor's hall after a brief flash of lightning lit up the night sky outside of the windows on the wall. Elenor and Graham could also be seen sitting across from each other with a game of chess placed on a table between them.

The silence was broken as Graham spoke up, "He's still not back yet and we've played in advance long enough to have ended this game three times now." Elenor showed no change in expression. "It's not him I worry about. The ones he takes with him often disappear without any warning."

A greenish portal tearing open and depositing a sopping wet Helios in the middle of the floor. He layed there for a moment before shaking himself off and hovering up into the air. "We hate the rain..." He glared out the window at the offending weather.

Gizmo and Gizmo are reclining on opposite sides of a chess board, each making calculating moves. It would appear they're evenly matched. "Hey, thanks for inviting me down here. So what is it I will be doing here?" "Now now, you know I can't say. Let's just focus on finishing up the game, I believe you're due in Truce in a few hours?"

Mekis entered the manor, seeming a tad down-trodden. The week he was gone, he had attempted to go home. This was when he learned that he was no longer in the same dimension that his home was in. It had come as quite the shock, needless to say. Esteban followed behind him, also a bit somber, but for slightly different reasons. For Esteban had a sweetheart back at their home place, and he missed her ever so much.

Sitting on the floor, below Ms. Kuporia's feet, is Scruffles, the valiant and fluffy corgi. He barks once up at Kuporia, giving her a big corgi smile, his little stump of a tail wagging. He most certainly approves of this beautiful, warm sweater- However it would be better during the winter, not the summer. He did not wish to be a rude pup, however.

Roche looked up at the sound of the thunder, he had always hated storms such as this. He closed the book he was reading and looked at its title, 'The Testaments of Saint Roch.' It was a book he had 'acquired' from the Boo manor, he had been reading it since. As he read the biography Roche felt shame, the man who he had been named after was a hero, he healed plague victims and the poor alike, while what had Roche done; nothing. He smiled, thinking,' that's going to change soon', as he thought this he pulled out a second book, titled, 'Oxford Textbook of Medicine.'

Dos made his way through the main hall, servos jerking and twitching in a minorly annoying fashion as he searched for another robot anywhere within the manor that could help him with his issues "Organics everywhere, and not a single precise hand in sight... he looked up at the pop of a portal, noticing Helios there "Hey, ball boy, I require your assistance with a... developing issue. You can do precision tweaks and perform them quickly right?"

"Let them go their own way. It may not be structured, but they are here by choice. Surely they have matters of their own to tend to--" started Graham until a sudden sound flash of light concealed the re-materialization of Twilight, Trixie, and Hastur. Elenor peered over at the three while Graham kept to himself, knowing it wasn't the first time that PDF members have teleported in and out without using the door.

But further scrutiny would reveal that their arrival was not out of fun, for Hastur could be seen in a wrecked heap on the ground in front of the equines.

"Huh?" Helios looked around and noticed the other robot. "Oh, hello there. Yes, we can preform some service." He hovered over to Dos and looked him up and down. "What seems to be your problem?"

Helios turned slightly as the ponies and Hastur teleported in, deciding to turn on his scanning to record whatever was going behind him while he talked to Dos.

Hastur breathes heavily on the floor, struggling to get up to one knee, his back scorched and his shirt gone. Brands are visible on his back, running down his spine, a faint glowing yellow. "Well, that could've gone better..."

Roche sighed as he put the textbook down, "I despise how this book does not account for medicinal spells." Roche pulled out a small knife from his pocket holding it over his left arm in his right hand, "No better way to learn than to do I suppose." He took a deep breath and slowly made a series of small cuts on his arm just deep enough to bleed.

"That really wasn't so bad as it could have been... Trixie wobbled uneasily on her hooves as she tried to move toward the giganto, stopping after only a couple steps, her fur singed in places and a couple wet purple and red spots shown through her blue fur.

Twilight grimaced as she trotted closer towards Hastur and whispered softly, "Don't move..just rest for a bit. It was to be expected..but at least we're still alive, right?" She then glanced up towards anyone nearby as her horn began to light up, her eyes focused as if giving a command. "Someone bring him something to rest on! And bring him some water! Where is Oboyo!?"

Mekis looked up at the sudden appearance of fellow PDF members. He noticed several injuries and quickly walked up to them and spoke, "Are you alright? Are there any medications you need at this time? I have a few salves and things. Esteban, come hither." Esteban did as asked and Mekis began searching through the saddlebags.

Gizmo looks up at the teleporting crowd, before turning to her fez-less self. "Gizmo, get going. I'll handle things here, it'd probably be best if you were kept unaware of... well, whatever happens." Past Gizmo nods, moving one final pawn and putting Future Gizmo into checkmate before heading to the door. The remaining Gizmo heads over to the group, pulling out a few flasks, opening each and taking a quick drink "Here, I think this one's water."

Suddenly Scruffles hear a strange noise, and smelled most horrible things. Turning his head he becomes aware of his injured comrades- And he hops up, whining and pawing at Ms. Kuporia, attempting to inform her she must hurry up on his warrior garb, so that he may go into battle! He barks and whines, nudging the moogle with his wet nose.

Dos simply glanced around at the sudden commotion and influx of organics "Probably best not to say here, might cause a heart attack." his servos continued to twitch and whine within his arms as he gave a chuckle "No, this would be better off in a lab, or somewhere quiet."

Hastur shakes his head and motions to his equine allies. "Help them first. I'll be fine. Once they're okay, we'll talk about what happened. I'll just... lay down here." He collapsed back on the ground, breathing slowly. His scorched back slowly begins to heal, healing outward from the brands on his back, each brand beginning to glow a bit more.

Roche made his way over to the Giganto, having forgot his own injury for the moment. "Would you like me to accelerate the healing process, my friend?" Blood began to drip from Roche's arm,

Trixie stood still near the giganto, panting heavily "Trixie will be fine, yes, you're the one lying on the ground, you get treated first." she made a concentrated effort not to join him on the ground and simply pass out.

Mekis nodded to Hastur and turned to the small horses. "Are you certain? He appears to be mending, where as you aren't.What sort of medical treatment do you need? I see you have a few burns, but what other things ail you?" Mekis pulled out a jar, containing some green cream. "Here we are. For the burns."

Helios nods. "Hmmm... That sounds more serious that we anticipated. Hang on a moment." He stared off into space as he radioed the repair drone in the lab to start up and get ready. "Alright, just head down to Egon's lab. There will be a drone there that should be able to help you out." He motioned down the eastern hall. "Sorry we couldn't help you much more than that."

"Must you always treat us like that? You're in worse shape than we are!" snapped Twilight Sparkle, attempting to mask her concern with with her frustration. She then turned towards Elenor and gave a soft nod. "Elenor, then. We need some help. We tried something on our own, and..well.." she cut herself off to glance over her wounded friends.

Elenor rose up from her chair and began to approach the three while Graham started to pull a couch closer towards them. "He left with Launchpad this morning to tend to 'personal business'. He hasn't been back or left any word since. Tell us what happened." she asked, beckoning for Ms. Kuporia to get some towels and pillows.

Ms. Kuporia smiles and pats the corgi on its head, "There, there. I'll take you outside in just a minu--oh, dear, kupo!" After being beckoned by Elenor, the elderly moogle maid rushed off to gather the request supplies.

Hastur got up on one knee, wincing as his back continues to heal. "Look, I said I'll be okay. I can heal quickly, they can't. Help them out." He turned to Elenor. "I'm.. not in the mood to talk, right now. Twilight'll tell you about our fight."

Trixie gave a harsh scoff as she turned her head slowly to regard Twilight "No she would understate it... as much as Trixie hates to admit it, we went in over our heads! That crazy bitch of an eldrich mother could have killed us! She toyed with us, and got bored. She didn't flinch at my lighting and..." her sentence is finished in quiet, muttered lowly under her breath as she twitched in anger, holding herself up with tears glistening in the corners of her eyes "And she ruined a perfectly good attemt to kill her with an illusion! Those boulder bombs take time to make..."

Roche sighed and turned adreesing anyone who would listen, "Listen up, I can heal anyone who needs it, be it broken bones to missing limbs."

Gizmo tries her hardest to suppress a smile "Yes, nothing like a good plan getting ruined. But at least you're alive, and maybe someday you'll get to try again."

Dos gave a slow nod to the robot orb "Right... well, thanks anyways. I'll go see if those pets of yours can help." he all but ignored the scene playing out in the main hall, raising a hand to wave at the robot on his way out toward the labs.

Mekis sighed. "Yes, yes, but right now, you need to be fixed up. Come now, sit still." Mekis walked toward Trixie as he opened the little jar. "Twilight, what injuries did you suffer?" Esteban waddled behind his master, making sure he the supplies stayed in Mekis' reach. When focused, Mekis was rather skilled with medicine. Hopefully the recent discovery they made wouldn't afflict him to poorly.

"Alright, we hope they can help." Helios turned and caught Trixie's statement. "Elderich mother? What on mechonis were you all up to?" He floated over to the group. "That sounds horribly unsafe slash fun."

"She was full of more tricks than Trixie..if you can believe it." commented Twilight Sparkle as she turned towards Gizmo. "That's why we're here. She may not be a ghost, but we have to do something about her. It's times like this where we must turn to our friends. Please, won't you all help us fight her? We can't do this on our own!" said the pegacorn, gazing hopefully at everyone nearby.

Elenor held her hands on her hips and let out a 'Hmm..' as she listened to their story. "I don't like it..it sounds reckless. But I can understand how you feel. I won't stop anyone from going along to help you, but I won't allow sending anyone out for this either. Call it elderly concern, but I'm beginning to wonder if Oboyo is in trouble himself."

Hastur smirks and stands up, his back finishing healing. "I wouldn't think ya would. I just was hoping to get a bit of assistance from those willing to give it."

Scruffles, having lost his blacksmith woman forging his glorious armor, trots up to Elanor. He barks, once, and stomps his leg, showing his eagerness to do battle with the vicious fiend who harmed the trio. He steps over to Hastur and gives him a wink, hopping to whine and paw at his leg.

Gizmo ponders this "Well... first things first. Who are we fighting, and what are they capable of? This should be important in deciding who goes... and in some cases, who needs to stay behind."

After hearing the dog's bark, Elenor groaned silently. "Not now, dog. Go do your business on the paper." Graham then chimed in. "Do you intend to teleport everyone involved? The Gitmidur isn't here."

Roche looked to whom he thought was the most injured, Tixie, "Excuse me ma'am, would you mind holding still for a moment as I attempt to heal your wounds?" He stood beside the equian, ready to administer mana in the correct dosage, not too little as to not do anything, and not too much as to turn her into a zombie.

Trixie takes her time as she forms a drinking glass out of beads and ice, one bead at a time, settling it down as she fills it with water, her horn glowing a reddish magenta the whole time, still panting, irritation at the whole situation evident on her face "You say that as though Trixie has moved much since arriving. Whatever you plan to do, go for it, not like things'll get worse." she slowly raised the glass to her mouth, drinking it down in a single gulp.

"Hmmm... If we are going to teleport, could we do it outside to bring along the M85?" Helios looks out the window at the rain that the large mechon is stuck in. "Er, perhaps near an open window?"

With a nod, Twilight Sparkle turns her attention to Graham, staying wary as she recalls Oboyo's warning from earlier. "If that's what it takes, then yes. I don't think it'd be that much of a problem, to use my magic for a mass-teleportation spell of that scale. And I think I can do that, Helios..."

Mekis stepped next to Trixie and began applying the salve to various wounds, not waiting for a response. She needed the assistance, no matter her opinion.

Hastur stretches, popping his back. "Well, it's my mother, for one thing. I don't have any love for her, as she only had me to give her god a vessel. Good thing I ran away before she could try to bring him about. She's powered by his will, is really resistant to most attacks, and you don't wanna touch her unless you want to suffer from agonizing pain. She's also a complete bitch. Any questions?"

Gizmo ponders this. "Does she burn?"

Roche listened intently to Hastur's explanation, all the while administering healing to the equine as needed. She should be back in fighting in not time; at least he hoped so.

"Oh, then it shouldnt be a problem for us." Helios looks over at the window as the M85 moves into position outside of it. "Neither of us can feel pain, after all. One of the benefits of not being alive, we suppose. Anyway, we are ready when you are."

"And there's also the fact that she's rather cunning... I never got close to her, but even my magic didn't give me that much of an advantage, since I only ended up hitting Hastur despite doing my best to aim at her." Somewhat sheepishly, Twilight Sparkle glances over at Hastur in apology, rubbing the back of her head with one forehoof.

Gizmo shrugs "I'll come along. I'd never forgive myself if you guys died after all."

Mekis overheard Hastur and had one simple response. "Yes. How do we kill it?" He finished the medications and reached into the saddlebags, retrieving some bandaging. However, he stopped as things began repairing. Looking about, he saw Roche and felt a little angry. "Mages," he muttered as he put the bandages away. Another thought hit him. "Also, Hastur, what loot should I be expecting? I'm sure it has something good, whatever you speak of."

After a little bit of expended mana, Roche gave himself a mental pat on the back for a sucessful healing. he looked to Hastur. "Count me in friend."

Scruffles barks up at Twilight and Hastur, standing proudly. He awaits to be transported to the vile enemy, ready to vanquish any foe with his comrades. No horrible mother could defeat him- Nor dragons, nor even the shining red dots!

Trixie seemed much better prepared to stand on her own after a few moments of being tended to, moving her cloak out of the way for the sake of Mekis as she looked up at Elenor, her fabricated drinking glass shattering back into its component parts as the beads simply streamed back under her cloak to disappear "Trixie is not staying back like some filly fresh off the teat, theres a few things that witch still needs to hear from Trixie, parting words in particular."

Hastur smirks. "Normal stuff will kill her, it'll just take a whole lot more of it. Stab her, set her on fire, pummel her, It'll all do. Just take a little while longer. And, if we're ready to go, then we can be on our way." He stretches, popping his arms and back.

Elenor formed her arms and nodded in Hastur's direction. "Just be careful and don't do anything stupid. Come back right away if things start to look bad."

Hastur turns to Mekis. "Ah, take whatever you can find on her. Her medallion would probably do as a nice souvenir."

Roche pulled a holster out of his bag, it was simple leather with the word Manger embossed on it, He produced Mother Mary out of his pocket and checked her ammo, 'Should be plenty' he thought to himself as he placed Mary in her Manger. "I'm ready."

"Alright then. Let's kill it then." Mekis retrieved his bow and prepared an arrow. Esteban stood next to him, mildly unaware of what exactly was going on.

As her horn lights up, Twilight Sparkle casts a serious gaze over the others, spreading her wings to take flight. "This is going to be a dangerous battle, so be on your guard at all times, and stay close together. I've got no intention of seeing ANY of you - my friends - fall to her!"

With simultaneous pulsing and a bright flare of light from her horn, Twilight Sparkle - and the group she's with - disappear from the manor's main hall with little more than a loud POP.

With that, Elenor turned and began to walk towards the ascendalator. Graham made no move to follow her, merely asking aloud, "What will you tell Oboyo if none of them come back alive?" She stopped just before the device's entrance, glaring back at Graham out of the corner of her eye. "That depends on Oboyo coming back alive." Graham said nothing more as she stepped inside while the door closed behind her.

"Take me to see it." she told Carlton, who gave her the usual "Mind your own business!...very well." before operating the ascendalator.

Hastur lands on his feet, immediately dropping into his Wing Chun stance as the group appears in the long, ominous hallways where they first battled Mother. "Hmm.. she seems to have gone elswhere. Likely not far, though. Probably waiting for us to reach her, for something more serious than a toying confrontation." He looks around, down each hallway, looking for some trace of her.

Roche landed less gracefully, falling onto all fours, he felt horrible, as if his insides had been rarranged, "I think I'll just walk home, if that's alright with you guys." Roche slowly stood attempting to get his balance.

Gizmo manages to land standing, and after getting used to the new surroundings she leans against one of the walls, rapidly knocking at it every so often as she waits. *taptaptaptap taptaptaptap* "So, who wants to bet she's laid a trap?"

Even as she materializes in front of the group, looking slightly singed, Twilight Sparkle doesn't dispel the glow around her horn, eyes narrowed and wings spread wide as she stays alert for trouble. "Be ready, everyone... Hastur's got a good point, and I'm not liking this... Remember, stick to ranged attacks only, and don't let her get within striking distance of you."

"Hmpf, not nearly as dangerous as traveling through a void rift." Helios shakes his core and looks over at the M85. "Be on your guard, the target sounds slightly dangerous." The Large mechon nodded and armed it's cannon, preparing for long range combat. It's pincer locked together and began slowly rotating, just in case Mother moved too close.

Mekis pulled the string of his bow taut, arrow ready to fly, as he landed with a cat-like agility gained from years of training. "What should I be looking for Hastur? Don't want to kill any possible innocents, though I doubt any being here." Esteban stood, near paralyzed. He could sense the evil there, all about them. Mearly a residual footprint, but even that made it seem worse. Residually, it was strong, so the actual thing would be worse.

Trixie made her way indignantly off a side tunnel, lifting and dusting off her hat before plopping it down over her head, covering her glowing horn once more "There, much better." she nodded to herself before moving back over to rejoin the group, drawing a icicle from beneath her cloak, looking significantly much larger and more specialized than her usual: decent sized fireworks, sharp rocks, glass beads, and bits of wire all wrapped up inside of it "At least Trixie has one more of these left..."

Hastur closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them again, looking down the hallway to the right. "She's this way. She's taller than I, wearing a bright yellow robe and a medallion with a symbol similar to the ones on my back. Be careful, she's cruel, cunning, and she plays dirty." The symbols on his back, akin to a warped question mark with lines coming from each side of the dot, begin to glow as he makes his way down the hallway.

Gizmo follows along behind Hastur, continuing to drum along the walls as she goes "So, in other words, she'd fit right in with half our group."

Helios nods and follows after Hastur, the M85 hurrying after him and pointing down the tunnel ahead of them with it's cannon. "Honestly, canary yellow just isn't threatening. Your parents must have poor scare tactics, ya know?" He chuckles.

With a roll of her eyes, Twilight Sparkle turns to stare flatly at Helios, even while she flies along the ceiling of the corridor. "That's not helping, you know... We need to be serious, because from what the three of us saw of Mother, she's about as smart as I am, but far more cruel."

Mekis nodded, walking by Hastur. Soon, the medallion would be his. Then Mekis thought on it a moment. 'But what use have I for jewelry? Maybe it could be a gift. Unless endowed with magic. Then it's mine.' Esteban stayed near the center of the group, ready to take flight at any moment. He was very aware of his mortality at the time.

Trixie shook her head as she came up beside Helios, keeping her diamond-shape spearhead at the ready "Not even close lightbulb. It's more a Jaundice yellow, much more sickly and grey than a canary could ever be."

Hastur lead the way. "What the ponies said. She's vile, wicked. She wants to bring the wolrd under the power of the being known as the King in Yellow, or the Unspeakable. She gave birth to me and placed the latent power of the Unspeakable within me, then prepared me to become Him. I escaped, and have been running since. Now, I think it's time we make sure she can't bring him about. Trixie killed Father of Mine, now I say we kill the Mother of Mine. Be careful of her strength, and her magic."

Roche was in shock at Hastur's words, this woman, no, this monster was attempting to raise a false deity, It was his duty as a priest to ensure that this didn't happen, in preperation for the battle that was sure to ensue Roche gathered Mary from her Manger.

Helios flickers his lens. "Well, that sounds unplesant. At least they are getting their just desserts from all of us." The M85 chirped rapidly, Helios nodding along. "Pretty much."

Though she doesn't land until the end of the corridor, Twilight Sparkle directs magic to her horn, turning it from lavender to a bright reddish-white as a ring of fire-orbs materialize and dance slowly around it. "Have your ranged equipment ready, everyone... Trixie, with me and Hastur. She won't last, not against all of us working together!"

Gizmo calls out "I do have to wonder... what exactly would happen to everyone if her plan went through? Just curious. Preferably I'd like to hear the answer from her."

Hastur chuckles. "Well, she'll say that her god will come back. She won't tell you that he'll forcibly take over the world by invading with eldritch beings and killing those who stand against him. And...." As the group comes to a large opening, similar to that of an arena. In the middle, stands a tall figues in a sickly-yellow robe, with a medallion on her neck and a cruel smile on her face. "It looks like we found her." he drops back into his stance, preparing to fight.

Roche looked up at the woman, he fixed Mother Mary's sights on her medallion, the center of her form almost a guaranteed shot, He awaited Hastur's approval, "Fire at will?"

Gizmo strides forward, unarmed "Greetings. I've heard a lot about your evil from my companions, but I would like to hear of it from yourself. Tell me, what exactly will happen to use when your lord enters this realm?"

"So, do we shoot her?" Helios looks at the woman. "M85, designate the target as possibly hostile. Lock on but hold your fire for now." Helios' lens began to glow red.

Mekis spotted the medallion. He watched how it reflected the light, looked at the engraving, and so on. He would write two songs after this. One for the great battle that was sure to ensue, and another for the medallion. "That medallion shall be mine. I call it now!" Mekis aimed at her head and let his arrow fly, patience not being a strong suit of his.

"Well, you better be quick once you get your answer, Trixie doesn't plan to wait long after she proves hostile to you." Trixie spun her maksehift weapon about, ripping the wire off it to snap at the arrow as she waited paitiently.

Calmly, despite the ring of fire-orbs dancing around her sparking horn, Twilight Sparkle simply watches Mother, wings folded tightly against her back.

Hastur winces as Mother catches the arrow with a tendril that snakes from her robe, giving a wide, vile grin. "Oh, that's simple, deary. First, he'll tear all of you apart. Then, he'll take over the world, as use its inhabitants as playthings!" She laughs a cruel, wicked laugh, snapping the arrow and thrusting out several vile tendrils towards all of the members of the group. "Shit! GET HER!" Hastur dodges and charges toards her.

Roche unloads his 9 bullets attempting to kill the she devil, during his rythmic firing he mumbles under his breath, "Hail Mary, full of grace .Our Lord is with thee."

"Right, that's all I needed to know." says Gizmo. She taps into Salamando's blessing, summoning a goddamn cannon in front of her, which fires out a flaming cannonball as the moogle simultaneously uses her conjured weapon as cover.

"Right, then... Fire!" All at once, as one of the tendrils rushes at her, Twilight Sparkle lowers her head, and fires off each of the small orbs surrounding her horn all at once, before teleporting to the opposite side of Mother and readying another spell-volley.

The M85 shoots the tendril approaching it and slashes at the one approaching Helios, allowing the M35 to fire off a laser at Mother. The M85, meanwhile, launches an Ether bomb at Mother when it has a moment.

Roche unleashes all 9 bullets in Mary, attempting to blow the she devil full of holes, during his rythmic firing, he mumbles underneath his breath a semi-silent prayer. "Hail Mary, full of grace. Our Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen." He shouts amen as his last bullet is released from the barrel of Mary.

Mekis prepares another arrow, paying no mind to the tendrils. Luckily, Esteban was. He took flight and grabbed Mekis, getting him to a safer place. "Esteban! I need better aim! Get me seated." Esteban dropped Mekis and dived under him to catch, Mekis firing an arrow mid-fall. Once properly mounted, he began firing several more shots from the heavens.

Trixie launches her projectile as she ignites the internal fuses, a swarm of fist-sized stones accompanying it "Try eating this one you bitch!" she gathered a ball of dripping black mud of some sort before as the scent of gasoline, oil, pitch, and other flammable materials filled the air, propelling the sphere of napalm at the yellow-cloaked being with an angry shout.

Hastur gets picked up and thrown into the far wall by his Mother. She shrieks as all of the attacks hit her at once, igniting and beginning to burn. She screams and shrieks, wirthing in pain as she burns... then she begins to laugh. The flames turn the yellow of her robe, obviously disheveled and burned, but her grin betrays her pain. "Is that all the lot of you can manage? Silly children..." She sends out waves of eldritch energy at the surrounding members of the PDF, quickly shooting out to hit them.

The counterattack forces Twilight Sparkle to take flight, eyes narrowed as she tries to dodge the waves speeding outward from Mother. At the same time, though, there's a faint whistling of wind around her horn before the air right in front of her seems to solidify into a curved blade. "It's been a while since I've seen Kagura do this... But have a taste of the Dance of Blades!"

"Oh Lord." Roche saw the energy coming towards him and quickly but up a makeshift barrier in front of him, realizing Mary wasn't going to work at this range he realized he'd need to get closer.

Gizmo gets hit by the wave, her cannon dissipating as she's thrown away from it. She pulls herself to her feet. "Who the hell do you think I am. I am Gizmo. I have faced true gods. Most importantly, I come from our future. I know how this ends. The future has no king in yellow. It has no you. So obey your temporal destiny and DIE!" Gizmo forms a pistol in each hand, rapidly firing at Mother before throwing the empty guns at her.

The M85 shoots the tendril approaching it and slashes at the one approaching Helios, allowing the M35 to fire off a laser at Mother. The M85, meanwhile, launches an Ether bomb at Mother when it has a moment.

The M85 simply powers through the field of energy, absorbing the damage like a good tank should do, and fires at mother again. It follows up the shot by charging at her and swatting at her with it's buzz saw. Meanwhile, Helios follows the M85 in to avoid the energy waves and tries to zap Mother with lightning.

Trixie gave a yelp as she was hit and flung backward, but she was quickly back on her hooves, giving a laugh of her own "Trixie loves how you're so cocky, but you're nothing, that tingled, see if you can give Trixie a challenge." she watched Twilight with a grin and began forming beads in the air, twisting them as the water formed and froze around them, crescent blades of ice slicing and spiralling through the air towards 'Mother'.

Esteban started faltering in his flight. A wave made him almost lose balance, as he was taking on more of the energy. Mekis knew he would need a moment to rest as he himself was feeling the effects, so he looked for a place to fire from. But there was only flat land. "Esteban, drop down. I'll go on foot. Take a moment." Esteban swooped and Mekis leaped, rolling to his feet. On foot, he began strafing, firing more arrows.

Hastur gets back up and charges again, grinning as Mother gets hit by all of the blows, including the saws, though she grins as the blades of the saws, after cutting for a short time, begins to very quickly dull and break off. Hastur yells out with a demonic rage and leaps, his fist glowing with a yellow similar to Mother's robes, and slams into her, sending her sprawling. "I am sick of you. You waste of space, you pile of filth! YOU...MUST...DIE!!!"

Gizmo looks to see Hastur charging Mother as her tossed guns bounce across the ground toward them "Ah fuck. SORRY HASTUR!" she yells as the two guns explode like little grenades. She starts to look around the battlefield for something to use, as the recent attacks have drained most of her energy for the time being. Charging in to melee didn't seem a good option but... did she have much other choice?

Roche took advantage of the woman's break in energy, he charged forth to woman attempting to get as close as possible, rushing her he gets within melee range and places mary's barrel flush against her. He pulls the trigger as quickly as he can attempting to fire all 9 rounds.

The M85 looks at it's dulled blade in mild suprise before backing off as Hastur attacks. It keeps a fully charged cannon shot pointed towards her just in case, though. Helios stands off as well, hovering next to the other mechon and waiting for Hastur to finish.

Even while the rest of the team decides to rush Mother, Twilight Sparkle keeps her distance, opting instead to bombard their enemy with numerous magical projectiles, horn sparking heavily as volley after volley of spells are flung at her. "Don't get close... Stick to providing covering fire from a distance..."

Trixie ceased her barrage as Hastur interposed himself between her and her target, giving a curse as she began to gallop around to get a better aim, a brass bowl flowing from her cloak "Trixie wonders how she likes water..."

Mekis held his arrow a moment, seeing the Giganto enter the line of fire. With him there, he could barely see the enemy and, more importantly, the medallion. He held his shot, waiting for an opening as he kept moving at a distance. Esteban had returned to the entrance and rested, keeping an eye on Mekis, should something happen.

Hastur ignored the blasts of the guns, striding towards Mother. She scrambled to get up, sending bolts at him. He bats the bolts away with his hands, now glowing yellow, and his eyes changing, the whites becoming black, his irises turning yellow. "Are ya proud of me, Mother?!" He reels back and throws several punches, Mother weakly protecting herself with a small field of energy. "I FINALLY BOUGHT WHAT YOU'VE BEEN SELLING! HAPPY NOW???!?! HUH?!?!?"

Roche relented in his assault he was sure that the woman was defeated and at this point it was a personal matter, the threat to the god fearing world has ended and that was his mission.

Rather quickly, however, and much to her dismay, Twilight Sparkle's horn stops sparking, eliciting a sigh from the airborne pegacorn mare before she sweeps in low with her forehooves extended. "Well, that's just wonderful... I've used up all my magic with so many spells... Better forget about trying to hit from a distance now, and get physical, like everyone else!"

Trixie hastily conjured up her water snake as she watched Hastur with growing trepidation, the water flowing up from the bowl as she slid to a stop about ten foot from the witch, spears of ice forming within the body of the snake as it appeared to hiss and launch for the yellow robed creature, pouring more energy into it as the sapphire clasp of her cloak began turning a crimson-magenta hue.

Helios stands by with the M85 while Hastur assaults his mother. "You suppose he will be done soon?" The M85 shrugs helplessly.

Gizmo searches through her things and comes up with a baseball bat. The scene didn't look good, but Gizmo knew what she had to do. She walked up to the combatants, readied her stance, raised her bat to her shoulder, and swung for the back of Hastur's head. "Oi! Simmer down."

Mekis observed along the line his arrow made and became a tad worried. It seemed Hastur was going a bit far. This idea was strengthened when he saw a team member hit him with a bat. He hoped he would return to normal. He didn't want to have to attack him, or worse.

Hastur ignored the bat as it broke against the back of his head, then roared as he slammed both of his fists into Mother, sending her slamming back against the wall. He then rushes her and puts his hands to her head. She screamed as he began syphoning energy from her, taking all of the power she had been using to assault his teammates. After a moment, he released her, seething in anger and energy. He blinked, then slammed his palms together, breathing slowly and evenly, the aura beginning to fade from him

"Welp, that was a bit anticlimactic. Is it all over?" Helios looks at the mother. "Dosen't look like she's going to be bothering anyone soon."

Even without her magic working, however, Twilight Sparkle doesn't let that deter her as she flies in front of Hastur, wings flared out wide and flapping rapidly as she stares directly at him, while lashing out at Mother with her hind legs.

Gizmo looks down at her cracked bat, snapping the broken end off to make it a splintery club "You better be alright Hastur. I didn't come here to fight you."

Twilight says 'Hastur, calm down!'

Roche walked over to the woman's corpse he stood over her form, a look of disgust was evidant on his face he reached down and ripped off her medallion tossing it to the moogle with the mallard, he remebered he'd called dibs; he would wah his hands though after this. Roche then placed his index finger on her forehead, he began channeling mana excessively into that single point until a light blue flame appeared on her head, quickly spreading to the rest of her body, the body now ablaze with holy flame.

The large watery snake slammed into the remainder of the cloaked woman, impaling multiple icy spears into it as she began to slowly trot forward, leaving the bowl on the ground, the of the snake continuing to seemingly pour out of the air, wrapping around the cloaked form even as the spears continue to turn the corpse into a pincushion, the mare panting as she glared at the growing sphere of watery coils.

Hastur sighs, opening his eyes to show them being normal again. "Right. Sorry about that... had to get a little... intense there. We're all good, now." He looks at the body of Mother. "Well... not all of us." He chuckles to himself a bit.

Mekis lowered his bow, seeing that she was, more or less, defeated. "Esteban! Take me to the defeated foe! Be wary though!" Several moments later, Esteban swooped by and carried Mekis to a place near the woman. It appeared she still lived, though barely. He slowly approached, before jumping back as several attacks struck at the woman. He approached the newly made cadaver, looking at the medallion. He grabbed it, holding it in his small hands and admiring it. "Alright, I'm satisfied. We can go now."

Helios nods. "Yep, she's down for the count. Time to head home, we guess." He hovers over to Twilight. "Whenever you are ready to send us back."

Gizmo lowers her bat "Well... I'll still be keeping an eye on you. You say you're alright but... well, we'll see."

With a flat stare down at the water snake-bound body, Twilight Sparkle touches down to give it one final parting kick with her hind legs, before turning to Helios and shaking her head. "Unfortunately, I can't... I used up all my magic with those spells I kept throwing out, so unless you all want to fly or walk back, you'll need to wait for Launchpad to come with the Gitmidur. Sorry, everyone."

Trixie walked straight up the the ball of water, glaring at it as cloudy red liquid leaked into the body of the snake, the massive watery coils slowly tightened around the corpse, the snapping of the bones and the spears audible inside it as the cloak soon became a formless mass of a red cloud, the sight of quickly obscured as the noises continued.

With a sigh, Twilight Sparkle turns to give Trixie a smile, though it quickly disappears as she catches sight of the change in her former rival, and promptly goes pale. "Uh, Trixie... What are you doing? You're kind of starting to creep me out there..."

Hastur sighs. "Trixie, that's.... I almost went a little crazy, but I think you're completely crazy. Just keep it under control, eh?" He chuckles and turns to the rest of the group. "Is everyone alright? I apologize for scaring everyone, I just had to use a bit of energy that I couldn't call up normally."

Gizmo nods "Yeah. I'm alright."

"It's fine, don't worry about it." Helios looks around. "Now how are we going to get home?"

Mekis stood, leaning against Esteban as he studied the medallion quietly, rotating it over and over in his hands. "I need to polish this."

Roche said nothing in response to Hastur, but instead eyes the medallion wary of its hidden power.

Trixie continued to stand there, emotionlessly watching the red snake as the pops and snaps slowly died down. She turned away, walking towards the point she entered the room as the red glow within the sapphire at her neck began to dim, the sphere of water dropping to follow its natural course outward, red water flowing along the ground, a shapeless and torn lump within the crimson cloak in the midst of the torrent.

As she takes flight, and cringes at Trixie's rather morbid appearance, Twilight Sparkle fixes the rest of the group with an apologetic expression before heading away to the manor. "I hope none of this gives me nightmares any time soon..."

Hastur nodded, turning and ignoring the pile of gore that Trixie's snake left. "Well, that went better than I thought it would. I'm sure you'll be okay, Twilight. We've been through worse, I think." he followed her, sticking close.

Roche looked to Hastur, "How are we supposed to get back to the manor Mr.Hastur?"

Mekis looked up, realizing he should get to the manor. He thought on Lenai, surprised that he hadn't thought of her sooner, and he hoped that she was there. He mounted Esteban, who was soon waddling, then flying, following the others to get to the manor.

Helios sighs and hovers up on top of the M85's head. "Welp, guess we should head back to the transport. Come on, lets to and test that engine one more time. we have a good feeling about this one." The duo started back down the tunnels, following what looked like a trail out.

Roche thought back on his arrival to this labryinth, even if the possibility exists for them to teleport, he would rather wwalk, god gave him legs after all and he used them.

Once she's at the manor, a very exhausted Twilight Sparkle touches down, folding her wings tight against her body and trotting to her room with a wide yawn.

Gizmo shrugged and followed after the others. Not like she knew the way home. Or where the hell she was.