Crowned

Arc 3, Chapter 81: Instinct.

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Lightbulb jumped out of the way of another attack. She then ducked aside as the creature, Six, lunged forwards at her in an effort to crush her beneath it's foot. Lightbulb then dove atop it's arm and ran up along it, spinning her spear to it's pointed and, and raised it to slash. Six growled and formed it's other goopy arm into a blade, and slashed at her. lightbulb yelped and tumbled down. Jumping back before she could get attacked again. Six was fast... Impressively.

Six charged once more, and swept the ground with their large blade. Lightbulb kept off the ground, her cloak forming four large wings, similarly to how Fan's used to operate. And flew up and out of the way.

Six's eyes widened and they growled with annoyance, "Not YOU!" The bared teeth at her. Six backed up, and pulled their blade back. They prepared another charge.

Lightbulb winked, "The one and only!" She grinned, only to fly back, dodging another swing, "Wow, you're REALLY persistent! Rude!" She gripped her spear tightly, and electrocuted it, charging it.

Six flinched and stumbled back, they summoned tendrils and stuck a hand out, a barrage of them went to defend.

Lightbulb tossed her spear into the air, and then kicked it down like a volleyball. It shot town and blew through every single piece of Six's defences, and stabbed them in the shoulder. With a crackle of light and electricity.

Six screeched and seethed in pain, writhing as it attempted to rip the spear from it's body.

"You're quick! I'll give you that!" She chimed with a grin, she snapped her finger and summoned similar spears in the air, made of light. "But clearly not skilled enough in battle!" She shrugged, and waved her hand. The yellow light spears struck upon Six, it seemed like it would be but needles to them, but, it hurt more than it looked.

Six then swatted at them, and cut them away, a tear in their only open eye. "YOU—!!!" They screamed, charging again.

Lightbulb flew down and jumped down on the spear, her spear, still sticking out of Six's shoulder. Six shrieked and had tried to get her off, but Lightbulb kicked her spear up and back into her right hand. jumping back before she could be grabbed. "Too slow!" She teased with a cocky smile.

Six composed itself and waved the blast on it's right hand away, it then pointed at Lightbulb. Tendrils shot from the earth and launched at Lightbulb. Her eyes widened in an instant, and she dropped out of the air to dodge, then rolling backwards as she hit the snow, her gaze snapped up when she had her feet planted, and she jumped back to dodge another, only to get whipped by a fourth. Hard. She wheezed as the wind was knocked out of her, and she had been knocked back. A crack sparked from her glass, but reformed rather quickly. She didn't seem to feel pain from it. Well, from her regenerative abilities at least. As Lightbulb tumbled back she clutched her spear and dug it into the ground, beneath the ice and snow and into the earth, to stop herself from flying back any longer.

Six coughed, choking up some of it's black ooze. Frustrated... Immaturely. How odd. Six stomping a foot in the ground, waves of spikes made of shadow emerged from the earth. Lightbulb jumped as one formed beneath her feet, but it formed onto one of the tendrils, and wrapped around her ankle. "Uh oh..." She said comically. She then gave a short yelp when she had been thrown from side to side. Six cackled triumphantly as Lightbulb was bashed into the earth. Chunks of her glass flew off and sparked into nothingness... blood, glowing yellow.

She didn't scream or shriek in agony however. She just grunted and yelped from being tossed and dealt with the pain, as if she had been used to this sort of thing. Being flung through the air like this was disorienting. Lightbulb, discombobulated, summoned her spear and attempted to stab into the tendril, of course, it fazed straight through it. Uniformly. It was a liquid after all, even if incredibly viscous at will. She yelped at an especially painful 'tasting the dirt'. This was bad, she'd be out of commission in no time if she let this continue. With no other options, she raised her spear and stabbed into her own leg, this time rightfully yelling in pain as bone crunched. She then spread her cloak wings, and tried to take off, flesh torn from her ankle, and she fell to the ground below.