Executive Resilience (Mod)

[Nisha Dovickssen]

Still wandering about on the office building's second floor, Nisha was prepared for another battle. The second floor was definitely worse off compared to the first. It was the nest she was expecting when she first stepped into the building. That was why it was her responsibility to make a dent in the Shadow's numbers before leaving. She was also slightly eager to try out her new crowbar. It wasn't for the sake of fighting, but she wanted to see if it was another tool that could withstand the force she put behind her strikes.

She always felt just a little happy when something surprised her like that. Well-made objects that could withstand her strength needed to be more plentiful, after all.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

A pack of Shadows appeared!

Maniacal Book

• Agi
• Dia

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Fire Wk: Ice
Shouting Tiara

• Garula

Absorb: Repel: Null: Wind Rs: Wk: Elec
Maniacal Book

• Agi
• Dia

Absorb: Repel: Null: Rs: Fire Wk: Ice

[Nisha Dovickssen]

Of course, while the woman did desire to test out her new weapon, she had no intentions of taking more abuse than necessary from a group of Shadows. That was why, when she saw the trio, she knew better than to just try to rush in swinging. This was not the catacombs. The cover here was limited, and the structure of the place was not as good for defensive fighting- not when everything could shoot lightning or fire or other things all about. She focused, and her card appeared. She gripped it, shattered it, and called forth Shango. She then directed him to attack them all at once. With Swift Strike, they could attack the full group!

The books fluttered about. They then healed the shivering “tiara”. That one, however, went on the offensive and shot a burst of wind at the woman. The result? Pain. Lots of pain. And her body being sent through a desk and a half. She didn't let her pain stop her from continuing, though. She willed for another Swift Strike. The two books dissolved, leaving just the kingpin. It fired another burst of wind, and she responded by throwing half of a desk into the way of the attack. Splinters flew everywhere, but she was safe. If the enemy was shooting her weakness at her, then it must have been weak against her strength. Willing for a Zio, the woman watched as Shango blasted the Shadow, causing it to explode into blackness, the mess slowly dissolving.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Success!

You defeated the enemy!

[Nisha Dovickssen]

And, with that, the battle was indeed over. No reinforcements. A quick survey revealed no prizes, as well. The woman put her hands together and prayed. She had not prayed for the tank earlier. It still struck her as odd. But she prayed that it, too, could obtain a new chance at life. Shango faded as she prayed. Once finished, she nodded to herself and turned around. She was going to play it safe. Another couple, or three, of those wind blasts and she'd potentially be in danger. Too much relied on her for her to die there and then. Yippa would starve. The work crew would be swamped with more work. The Shadows would have one less on the opposition. There was too much she was responsible for for her to just up and die.

So she needed to play it safe.