Interdimensional Magic Shenanigans Reupload (In memory of Ch3rryblossom05)

10: Battle for the world's sake: Ticking clocks

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Blood splatters escaped from the female angelic entity's lips as she giggled. The dragon's fangs dug into her sides. Even if weakened, she grasped the opportunity to transform into mist, it being a basic magic trick that most beginners should master. Not Hatter though.

Hatter, who has collapsed on the ground, was quickly enough surrounded by some undead soldiers of the enemy's ranks. He was tired, physically, emotionally, highly stressed, and was barely able to concentrate as he shot spells around him. His white shirt was now soaking wet in his plasma mixed with blood cells. No, this was no good. He had enough. Spitting out the red liquid, iron taste constantly filling his mouth, he rose to his feet and knocked out every single one of those zombie soldiers that dared to approach him. The entity staggered, but soon enough decently walked over to Prussia, taking large steps at first, then practically ran towards the man who took the skies in an attempt to run away.

-"G-get back here you old ... young ... man!" Hatter croaked, more blood splurging out of the wound orifices. Before Prussia could make another move, the angelic entity jumped on top of him, sinking his fingertips into one of his wings.

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Umbra, after freeing herself from Empyr's death grip, recomposes herself. Her body was shaking from the venom, but her facial expression didn't change.

-"Geez you really ain't one to mess with, are ya? But hey, two can play that game." She rummaged through the hidden pockets in her dress and pulled out a vial containing wine-colored liquid. She took out the cork, then gulped down its content before letting out a satisfactory sigh.

-"Much better!" She smiled, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Anti-poisons, the finest ones that you can find only for a bunch of golden Tolkiens and they actually are no scam ... I'm immune now. It'll take some time, but it should work. I'm back in the game baby, BOOYAH !" She threw her hands in the air, giggling.

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"You are so immature," the dragon growled in annoyance, "it's any wonder you are so powerful, nonetheless, I don't need venom to block your magic."

Empyr let out a roar so loud it shook the heavens and the heavens answered back. The clouds above gathered together and subjected the land to a downpour, though it was no ordinary rain. Empyr was the god of weather and could manipulate it as he wished, which meant that he could make the rain any type of liquid he wanted and have whatever properties he saw fit. This rain was a magic dampener tailored exclusively to Umbra's magic, it didn't hinder it as badly as his venom, but it would still affect the power and precision of her spells.

"Are you immune to that you son of a bitch," Empyr roared, clearly fed up with Umbra's tricks.

The dragon charged again and tried to burn the witch with his fire breath.

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"Gah," Prussia yelped as he was yanked to the ground by Hatter, knocking his swords out of reach, "get off me you fotze!"

Ussr heard the German's shout and ran to help him, he aimed his rifle at Hatter's head but he was kicked to the ground by a certain militant.

"Well well, long time no see Mandara Army," he said as he stood up, gun still in hand.

"Indeed, and I have been waiting for this moment for years," MA remarked, he sheathed his sword and drew his gun to face off against the communist.

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Umbra yawned, the raindrops and flames barely brushing against her skin, not producing much effect. It didn't burn her, simply she felt warm and cozy.