The Stars Above

Oh yeah, it's big brain time.

The two strange men floated into the air, their minion horde pouring out of the woods surrounding the area, gathering behind them.

"Advance!" Smar called out, pointing at the trio. "My Creepers! Bludgeon them into fragments!"

The large eye-looking creatures charged, aiming to swarm their enemies to death.

With a baton in one and a borrowed knife in the other, Kuraima once more took a combat stance. He swung the former, smashing into the uncomfortably delicate tissue and popping it like a balloon.

Koneko threw her arms up in an X formation, using her Rook abilities to tank the damage. Then she swung outwards, bashing several of the eye monsters.

Helenski kinda just froze up in fear, even though none of the Creepers targeted her.

The Astral Student grit his teeth, still feeling a little sore from his previous fights. "Damnit! One problem after another!"

He turned upon hearing the sound of some rather nasty coughing fits. "K-Koneko-san?!"

The little girl was hunched over, a hand over her mouth as small amounts of blood seeped between her fingers.

"W-What the hell?!"

"Po...poisoned..." She managed to rasp out between coughs. "Don't touch...They're...coated in different types of poison..."

Oh.

Oh god, oh fuck.

He grabbed Koneko by the arm and pulled her out of the way of a small group of five Creepers attempting to ram her.

"Koneko! Can you hear me?"

"Muuh..."

"Sola-san! Can you do that healing thing like what you did for my arm?"

"A-Ah...I can try..."

Kuraima nodded. "Good enough for me. Koneko, once you get healed up, find yourself a weapon."

"Alright..."

Kuraima faced towards the Brain of Cthulhu person (He's not sure where that name came from), scowling as his [Rage] filled ever so slightly faster.

The red man smirked, suddenly disappearing.

"Kuraima-san! To the left!"

The student turned to see Smar rematerializing, his fist reared back and more than ready to deck him across the face.

Thanks to Helenski's warning, he was able to make his counterattack and swung his baton, slamming it into the brainiac's abdomen. Hard.

While Smar was recoiling, Kuraima followed up with another savage blow, beating the shit out of Mr. Thesaurus until he managed to teleport away.

Smar reappeared next to Laye, nursing his wounds.

"Assist me, you obsolescent neanderthal!"

The hobo man shrugged. "Sorry, dude. Kinda figured you had it in the bag there."

Smar grabbed him by the shirt collar and began shaking him. "EVEN LITERAL DOG EXCREMENT WOULD BE MORE FAVORABLE THAN YOU RIGHT NOW!"

Laye smiled half-heartedly even as he was being violently jostled. "Okay, maybe I'll do something. But only if I get extra nap time."

He turned to Kuraima, and cleared his throat.

"Hey, kiddo. I'm really sorry that I gotta do this, but...uh...it's nothing personal, aight? At least, nothing between me and you. I hope."