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Aleister's nerves were drawing somewhat tight after the second brush with Cassandra, and in the back of his mind he almost felt like she was playing with them, pretending not to notice their intrusion. He wasn't certain they could defeat her if they were detected and his instinct to flee from her was fairly strong. Thankfully, it seemed the favor of the gods were on their side for the moment, and they moved on from her room and towards the location of the sword.

The approach to the study was oddly quiet. "A man's study is an extension of his mind," Aleister mused aloud, "Leaving it unguarded is dangerous."

Unsurprisingly, his eyes were drawn to the paintings on the wall as they moved past them, and he even paused momentarily to look them over. They were rather intriguing, though the composition and subjects were surprisingly odd. They looked to be portraits but he couldn't quite pinpoint if these were individuals drawn from the artist's mind, or figures met along their travels. It was a shame these items were in the possession of the Duke - he would have much preferred to own them himself. He spared only another second to glance over the painting for an artist's mark and signature, and found none. A small tragedy that was.

Moving on into the study, he glanced about the room to spot any potential danger, but everything seemed fine for the moment. The sword was here and Theodore was well on his way to freeing it from its cage.

While the sword was being freed, Aleister checked the desk in the room to see if he could find anything of use or interest.
 
The concoction worked its way into the small lock's internal mechanisms, slowly dissolving the metal parts and pieces inside till the lock eventually just fell apart. The case's lid could easily be opened now, which Theodore did slowly. No traps, it seemed. He reached in and took the sword, which allowed him to lift it. It still obviously had weight to it, being a executioner's sword, so he slid it out of the case over the lip, before letting the end drop to the floor with a clunk. They had the sword, now to get the hell out of there.

Aleister's inspection of the Duke's desk drawers allowed him to discover a small map. It seemed to be of a path leading up into the Ellisgate Mountains, to a large castle. The origin point, where one would start, was in the small village of Black Hollow. Maybe that was were the Romanov was being held. And likely where this 'Ser Edmond' was residing.

Rosanna motioned for the group to follow, drawing her revolver as she slid the arming sword she had taken through the belt of her uniform. It was time to escape, and the guards would likely try to stop them after seeing the short man dragging a executioner's sword behind him.

They moved quickly through the building, descending the flights of stairs as they came to them. Strangely, there was no more noise coming from downstairs. And there were no guards on these floors as they descended. What was going on? Had the estate cleared out?

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"Yes, hopefully the others have the weapon by now." responded Valeria, as she checked her revolver while moving up the steps. Mariette had opted to take the lead with Camille, both inspecting the route ahead of them as they reached the top of the steps.

Suddenly, Camille was knocked aside, shoved back down the steps into Ethraeil whom caught her with ease. Mariette, however, was grabbed by the throat and hoisted into the air. "I KNEW it! Hahaha! I fucking knew you idiots were lurking around!" said an all too familiar voice.

Cassandra had found them.

"I thought I was going fucking crazy! I kept sensing you dipshits wandering about, and I thought it was just my imagination! But nonono! You brainless twats were stupid enough to actually come here!" she said, insane giggling mixed into her rambling. Then another voice spoke up. "Bainbridge. Bring the Countess to me." said the voice, deep and rather rough. Cassandra's eyes twitched a bit, as she appeared to grind her teeth together for a moment. "Y-Yes, sir!" she said, before slowly stepping backwards away from the steps with Mariette's throat gripped tightly in her hand.
 
Camille was doing her best to remain alert as they traveled out the armory and up the steps, on edge and wondering why they hadn't gained the attention of yet more guards yet. While they were efficient in dispatching the one that had spotted them earlier, she was worried that the signs of a struggle would give away their presence. Even if they had found Wesley and Valeria, she knew they wouldn't be in the clear until they were out of this terrible place. Mariette could at least sense dangers before they arrived, right?

For her efforts she was rewarded with a jab to her side, forcing her to lose her balance as she was sent tumbling down the steps with only a quick yelp of pain. As she stood up she glared at her assailant, the loudly gloating vampire who was practically frothing at the mouth at this point. She trained her quills on Cassandra, ready to loose a blade at her neck when the additional voice gave her pause. "You... won't get away again!" she shouted, moving up the steps to get a better angle before she threw several blades at the pureblood.
 
Ethraeil opted to push forward and try to freeze Cassandra in place, hoping to stop her from bringing Mariette to whoever was ordering her around. The identity of whoever was with Cassandra however was a mystery, though Ethraeil could make a good guess as to who it was. And if he was right, it spelled trouble for the inquiry.
 
"Trust me, bitch, I'm not going anywhere this time!" spat Cassandra as she simply let the blades hit her. As Cassandra was a pureblood herself, the silver sliver like daggers didn't affect her. She laughed again, simply snatching them out of her side and tossing them on the floor. She then noticed Ethraeil winding up to try and freeze Cassandra in place, but something hard and metal zipped through the air before smacking into Ethraeil's chest. A round shield from off one of the decorative suits of armor in the foyer. "Nah-ah, bone boy. Don't interrupt the lady." said another male voice in the room. The origin of the voice was a bearded man, clad in a long coat with a flat brimmed cowboy hat. "Why thank you, Archer!" said Cassandra, with a cackle.

As Cassandra continued to walk forward, she suddenly felt something get shoved upwards through her ribs. The sudden shock forced her to drop Mariette, whom had used the very weapon Cassandra often carried about against her. She took a few steps backwards, gazing down at the rapier which was jutting out of her stomach at an angle. "Gods damn it." she simply said, before glancing back up to Mariette. "I knew I should have ripped your fucking head off." She took a step back towards Mariette, but was stopped by the voice from before. "Cassandra, stop."

Cassandra froze, grumbling as she jerked the rapier from her stomach. "As you wish." she said under her breath, before stepping back. Then the group saw whom had been speaking. The Duke emerged from among a group of vampiric soldiers, who's weapons were leveled on them.
 
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Her throat freed from Cassandra's grip, Mariette could finally speak, and yet she didn't raise her voice. In fact, there was a calmness about her movements that had deceived Cassandra enough to allow the surprise attack. The Countess rose and looked the Duke in the eyes, and it was plain to him that she was not the same person she was when he had bestowed her pureblood status. Whether that was arrogance or something else remained to be seen. "Salut, monsieur. It must be quite obvious, but we are at an impasse. The demon prince is coming for the ring, the sword, and that woman there," she said, gesturing at Valeria, "but I've come to see that the ones who so readily offer the world on a platter are the ones seeking to carve it to morsels and feed it to the hounds. We're all damned alike; we're all fools," she added bitterly, "but I'll have no hand in it any longer. You may send me to hell, but you cannot have her."

She pulled her dagger and got into a fighting stance as she spoke, as ready to die in combat as she was in her comrade's care.
 
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Ethraeil stepped forward, forming an ice blade in one hand and wielding dark magic in another. In a situation like this, the inquiry would need everything at their disposal to get out of this and to fight another day. With caution, he scanned the enemies surrounding him to look for targets in order to thin their ranks. When the fighting started, he would try to occupy their forces as much as he could with his magic. He had no words for Archer, other than silent thought of him choking on a blade of ice being shoved down his throat.

Ethraeil also felt Rosanna's presence upstairs and close by. Perhaps if they could get in a good attack from the rear, it would blow the enemy's morale once the fighting started. And if the sword was also in play, it would serve to aid the fight in favor of the Inquiry as much as Ethraeil dreaded the thought of the weapon actually being used.
 
The Duke gazed upon Mariette for a moment, before shaking his head. "If I kill the Inquisitor, then the demon prince Sazak is robbed of what he desires. A simple enough task." he stated finally, before glancing to Valeria. "I was planning to execute her tomorrow, but you've forced me to speed things up a bit." He then took a few steps towards her. "As for you, I made a mistake granting you the gift of pureblood life. You do not deserve it. You instead deserve something far worse than death for using what I've granted you against me." A moment later, he lifted his hand. He simply held it out towards Mariette, and soon enough she felt herself being pulled towards the Duke. The ring on his hand glowing brightly.

She managed to hold herself in place, but soon felt herself somehow being drained. As if the life was being pulled out of her by some mysterious force. She started to feel weaker, and eventually it stopped. She was now as she was before. An ordinary vampire. Cassandra chuckled nearby. "So you figured out how to do it without touching people? Spooky!" she said, with a grin. The Duke nodded, flexing his fingers before letting his hand return to his side. "Quite intriguing, really. Now...you are free to punish her, Cassandra. Not too harshly, however. I want her alive, understand? As for the rest of them, you can kill them. I want the sword brought to me afterwards." he said, glancing to Cassandra before snapping his fingers at his side.

Suddenly Mariette's grimore burst into flames. "You have no need for that." he said finally, before turning about and walking back into the crowd of vampiric soldiers behind him. Cassandra snickered loudly, before marching over and grabbing Mariette by the head as she attempted to pat the fire out which was burning her book of spells. A moment later, Cassandra shoved her downward into the floor, her head impacting and cracking through the hardwood floor they were walking on.

As Cassandra launched her attack on Mariette, with the intent to beat the holy hell out of her, the Duke departed from the room. He strolled quietly out through the front of the foyer, a group of vampiric soldiers following behind him. A cluster remained in the room, near Archer as he prepared to attack the group at the top of the stairwell to the dungeon. Meanwhile, the group on the upper floors finally arrived. Just in time to see Cassandra slam Mariette's head into the floor.

"COUNTESS!" shouted Rosanna, as she quickly pointed her revolver and fired off a shot at the pureblood vampire whom was harming her friend. Valeria, down below, took aim at the other large target in the room. Archer.

Peltragow - Duke Ashwood's Estate (Ground Floor) - BOSS FIGHT
Six Elite Vampiric Soldiers, Major Samuel Archer, Cassandra Bainbridge

Major Samuel Archer (Soldier, Vampire/Werewolf Hybrid) (Boss)

75 HP
Trait #1 - CURSE OF THE WEREWOLF - Takes +2 DMG from Fire and Magic Attacks.

Trait #2 - HYBRID - Does 3 DMG in Melee. Has a random chance to heal 3 points of HP.

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Cassandra Bainbridge (Former Inquisitor, Pureblood Vampire) (Super Boss)

100 HP (!)
Trait #1 - ROMANOV ADDICT - -1 to roll chances, +2 to DMG
Trait #2 - MASTER SWORDSMAN - If attack is successful, following attacks can stack damage.

Trait #3 - PUREBLOOD - Immune to silver. Fire and Magic does +1 DMG.
 
With everything happening so fast Galina barely had any time to react as Cassandra showed up and baited the group into an ambush.
Once the stage was set Galina looked at her companions. "I got Archer."

That said she folded her compact crossbow and unholstered her rifle. With the muzzle pointed at Archer and his entourage Galina let fly a terrifying hailstorm of lead.
 
As the fighting began, Ethraeil quickly gathered dark magic in his hand to coagulate into a small orb before throwing it as a bolt into the nearest soldier. Getting rid of their lesser minions would be important before focusing on the Major and on Cassandra.
 
She had expected her quills to do very little damage, and Camille made certain to throw all but one in her grasp. Its length was dropped into her palm, and she quickly flipped it in her hand to hold it in a reverse grip as she got into a combat stance. It was clear who her target was, as she pointed her rapier directly at her opponent's heart as she drew closer.

The Duke's presence and systematic removal of his 'gift' to Mariette gave her pause, however, as she was quite helpless to stop the process at work. Magic was always a terrible inconvenience to her, after all. Camille could only grit her teeth as she waited for an opening, which came in the form of Cassandra slamming the Countess' head into the floor. Wasting no time she sprinted to drive her blade through the pureblood, waiting for the gunfire from her allies to cease before the huntress rushed in. There was no taunting, no battle cry, just an opportune strike meant to set off a furious duel.
 
Mariette's ill-gotten strength left her even more quickly than it had been given, leaving her feeling more empty than ever. Steadying herself, she almost laughed at the Duke's promise of a fate worse than death, as that, she had already realized, was the simple reality of her prolonged life, as much as she sought to delude herself. For the briefest moment she marveled at her own persistence when her condition rendered her a mere shade away from a walking corpse.

But she didn't laugh. She didn't even smile. Without her strength, the odds of defeating Cassandra and the Duke and this Archer fellow we're slimmer than ever; she had been hoping to at least land a blow or two before Ashwood inevitably cut her down to size. The group would need to rely on Ethraeil and Rosanna.

She didn't even have her grimoire, now, she realized. The magic which caused it to erupt into flames had originated from within the heart of its pages and radiated outward. Between two mildly damaged covers were crumbling, blackened pages.

At best, she would be a cunning distraction, like Camille, and even as she was slammed face-first into the floor, she thought nothing of herself or her future. The grimoire lay open with reach, it's ruined pages still glowing with unworldly embers. There is still magic, there.

Swiping her free hand across her bloodied face, she called upon a faulty incantation, one she knew would be too reckless for anything but a kamikaze attack. Placing her fingers in the smoldering ash, she made her plea:

Spirits of abyss, lords of the unholy flame- Consume! Consume! Take form as a blaze unquenchable, invincible! Come to me!

Mariette cried out as the flames leaped from her grimoire, her final spell, latching through some dark force to her bloodied hand and crawling up her arm. She then grabbed at Cassandra, determined to spread the unholy flames to the pureblood's body.
 
Wesley raised the ancient axe up with both hands in preparation. his fangs bared from anger of seeing Cassandra slamming Mariette down to the floor, face first. although, She's way too powerful for him to handle in a fresh fight. he'll have to focus on Archer's soldiers instead and let his experienced Inquiry members deal with her in the moment.

He noticed that Galina took aim on Archer's group. he decides to stay near her and cover her as the vampire soldiers try to close in on them. "I got your back, just keep shooting at Archer and his cronies."
 
"Of course we would run into them sooner or later." Theodore said as he reached for his belt. The disguise allowed him to carry some modified grenades with him. One of them specifically reserved for the countess. The proximity of the others stayed his hand however. Couldn't risk harming allies. Not with this. It was designed to rip people apart. "Isolate her!"

The inquisitor pulled out his own revolver and aimed towards the vampire.
 
Undite preserve us.

The fight unfolding before them was not one Aleister would have wished to partake in, not in a hundred years, and likely not any longer. Cassandra was madness incarnate, with the strength of a wild demon. She was manhandling Mariette with ease, and she was backed up by the filthy werewolf, Archer, and some of his men. They he felt confident in defeating - after all, they had already taken down one foolish beast - but even Cassandra alone would have been a terrible fight. He was not so sure of them achieving victory today, but they had no option but to fight.

There was little time for thought as the action commenced immediately and the fighting grew intense. Aleister drew his revolver, loaded with six silver bullets, and steadied it. However, he placed one hand against the side of his gun and began to quickly whisper a long prayer of blessing to enchant the weapon and the bullets within. Silver would hurt the werewolves, and the holy enchantment should make it all the more powerful. His eyes desperately watched the fighting as he spoke as fast as he could, feeling a small heat in his hand as the blessing was applied to his gun, until finally it was finished. It seemed Ethraeil was going after the soldiers, so Aleister turned his attention towards Archer and began to fire his blessed silver bullets at the man.
 
Jakob quickly followed his companions out of the study and back down through the estate. At first, things were quiet. But soon enough, like his companions, he would arrive on the second floor of the foyer to find the group in a standoff with the Duke, Cassandra, Archer, and several vampiric soldiers. Jakob's fury grew stronger as the Duke himself drained the pureblood blessing out of the countess, whom was now being attacked by Cassandra. Thanks to her quick thinking, Rosanna fired upon Cassandra as the rest of the inquiry acted.

While the cordial, sensible, and true side of Jakob wanted to rush and save the Countess, his inner feral anger grew stronger as he saw Archer and his goons. Having been deprived of killing the colonel himself, he saw the major as the perfect opportunity to get revenge. He shoved Aleister out of the way rather violently, shouting out "Concentrate on the vampire wench, you fucking idiot! I'll eat Archer's heart out!" before vaulting over the railing onto the hardwood of the ground floor near Ethraeil and the others. He moved next to Galina, whom was already trying to battle the Major. "Hey, you ugly mutt!" he said, throwing the faux military jacket he was wearing aside. "You're a disgrace to Atraca, just like your little bitches with fangs back there!" He began to shift, his now yellow eyes locked onto Archer's own. "And just like the colonel, you'll die in shame and d-disgGrrrace!" Jakob then completely shifted into his werewolf form, lunging towards Archer with his claws ready to sink into the vampiric werewolf's flesh.
 


Peltragow - Duke Ashwood's Estate (Ground Floor) - BOSS FIGHT - TURN 1
Rosanna = 4. Misses Cassandra.
Valeria = 6. Does 2 DMG (Senior Inquisitor) to Archer. Archer HP = 74.
Galina = 8. Does 1 DMG to Archer. Archer HP = 73.
Ethraeil = 5. Does 2 DMG (Master of Death) to Elite Vampire Soldier #1. Elite Vampire Soldier #1 HP = 7.
Camille = 3 + 1 (4. Infallible Focus.) Missed Cassandra.
Mariette = 10. CH Roll = 6. Does 4 DMG (Pureblood) to Cassandra. Cassandra HP = 96. On fire for three turns.
Wesley = 10, 9. (Multi-shot.) CH Roll = 10. Does 4 DMG to Elite Vampire Soldier #2, and 1 DMG to Elite Vampire Soldier #3. Elite Vampire Soldier #2 HP = 5, Elite Vampire Soldier #3 HP = 8.
Theodore = 8. Does 1 DMG to Cassandra. Cassandra HP = 95.
Aleister = 8. Does 3 DMG (Curse of the Werewolf) to Archer. Archer HP = 70.

Jakob = 3. Missed Archer.

Peltragow - Duke Ashwood's Estate (Ground Floor) - BOSS FIGHT - TURN 1 (ENEMY)
Elite Vampire Soldier #1 = 7 - 1 (6. Menacing Aura.) Does 1 DMG to Ethraeil. Ethraeil HP = 17.
Elite Vampire Soldier #2 = 4. Misses Wesley.
Elite Vampire Soldier #3 = 5. Dodge Roll = 2. Does 1 DMG to Galina. Galina HP = 17.
Elite Vampire Soldier #4 = 7. Does 1 DMG to Jakob. Jakob HP = 17.
Elite Vampire Soldier #5 = 3. Misses Valeria.
Elite Vampire Soldier #6 = 8. Does 1 DMG to Rosanna. Rosanna HP = 17.
Cassandra = 10 - 2. (8. Romanov Addict, Grand Duelist.) Does 3 DMG to Camille. Camille HP = 15.
Archer = 8. Does 3 DMG (Hybrid) to Jakob. Jakob HP = 14.

Mariette is on fire for three turns. Takes 1 DMG from fire. Mariette HP = 17.

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Both sides commenced their attacks, unleashing gunfire or swipes at one another. Rosanna's shot at Cassandra narrowly missed, zipping by Cassandra's head. Valeria's shot, however, connected. It hit Archer in the shoulder, forcing him to flinch a bit and glance down at it. Galina's shots from her rifle were also successful, ripping through Archer's torso, but he still seemed unfazed by the impacts or the silver used. Perhaps his hybrid status dampened the effects that silver had on his werewolf self?

Jakob decided to take a bit more direct approach, shifting into his werewolf form and attacking Archer head-on. Archer, seeing (and hearing) him coming, simply stepped out of the way and said "Oh look, another fucking patriot." before planting a kick in the side of Jakob's ribs. It sent the werewolf reeling, right into the gunfire of one of the soldiers. As Jakob moved out of the way, Aleister managed to score a hit on Archer, causing the hybrid a bit of pain with his holy magic-enhanced bullets.

Meanwhile, Theodore took a shot at Cassandra which hit the vampire in the back. It didn't seem to faze her all that much, however, considering her pureblood status. Then, Camille took her chance. She darted across the room, and made a move to try and stab Cassandra in the heart with her rapier. She missed, however, as Cassandra simply leaned out of the way. "Nice effort! Have a reward!" she said, adding a snicker onto the end of the statement as punctuation before shoving her own rapier through Camille's thigh.

While Cassandra was paying Camille her attention, Mariette made her own attempt at an attack. Using the remains of her grimore, she cast one final spell from the tome. A fire spell, lighting both herself and Cassandra on fire. The fire crawled up Mariette's arm as she grabbed onto Cassandra's, whom was still gripping her head, and the fire began to spill over onto Cassandra's form. Cassandra's head snapped about, as she released Mariette and attempted to swat the fire off her arm. She spat a flurry of insults, attempting to pat the blaze out as it crawled up to her shoulder and onto her torso.

The rest of the soldiers in the room picked their targets, firing off shots or attempting to engage others in melee. Ethraeil was hit with a shot from a carbine, while Rosanna took a few pellets from an auto-shotgun blast. A shot missed Valeria, as she ducked behind a pillar holding up the stairwell to the second floor. Wesley attempted to defend Galina from two soldiers who closed in on them, managing to score hits with the axe on both men before both took swings at them. One missed Wesley while the other caught Galina with his rifle butt, making her stumble a bit.

Rosanna grumbled, as she touched where the buckshot had hit her before taking aim with her revolver again. She locked onto Cassandra once more, drawing her sword and rushing down the steps to engage her in melee. Once she was close enough, she swung upwards with the sword with the intent to carve a gash across Cassandra's back. Valeria, meanwhile, took aim at one of the soldiers in the room. The extras needed to be eliminated before the power players could be taken down.
 
Ethraeil opted to even the odds a little as the brawl began between the Inquiry and the enemy. He crouched down and placed his hands on the floor, causing it to freeze over before directing the frost towards the two closest soldiers near him in an attempt to freeze them in their tracks and make them easy targets for the Inquiry to pick off. They would need to thin the enemy's numbers in order to stand a chance against both a crazed pureblood and the hybrid Major.
 
Wesley sidesteps the soldier's attack, using the momentum from his side-step, Wesley swings the Axe in the direction of the soldier's neck. hoping to cleave the enemy's head off and be on with the next one. "Last mistake!"
 
Galina gritted her teeth as one of the soldiers struck her. She shoved the man away and took aim once more, firing three shots point-blank at the man before returning her attention to Archer. Perhaps she could land another salvo in close succession? She would have to try.
 
The stab to her leg did not go too deep, yet Camille still sucked in air through her teeth before looking through Cassandra. "Can't go a minute without hearing the sound of your own voice..?" she spat back, quickly shrugging off the pain and returning her focus to the battle. The momentum from her missed stab only carried her slightly forward before she pivoted in place, bringing her blade back to her neutral stance as she raised the dagger in her hand and prepared to stab into her neck. Yet before she could strike again the pureblood burst into flames, getting her to recoil back before she curled her arm and did a quick step backward. Another stab for her vitals, though this time hopefully the flames would dull Cassandra's reaction time.
 
Aleister caught his stance quickly after Jakob pushed him aside, and he was quickly despising the man again. His outbursts were becoming more than an annoyance. He wasn't so certain if it was the curse of the wolf speaking through him, or simply the man's natural inclinations being able to be released. It wasn't so surprising to imagine that his veil of kindness was simply that - a veil.

His eyes widened as he watched Mariette partially engulf herself in flame and latch on to Cassandra, spreading the fire to the pureblood. It was a desperate and heartbreaking move that he didn't wish to watch, and even if he could try to put her out, he could only make holy water which could possibly burn her just as much.

Grimacing, he turned his attention to the other soldiers as he reloaded his pistol once more. His last few rounds of silver. With Archer distracted, he targeted one of the elite soldiers and tried to help in putting them down.
 
Dropping to the ground in a tumble, Mariette knew that there was no point in trying to smother the magically-charged flames which were currently devouring her arm, although she nearly broke into a panic anyway, due to the terrible pain. She knew it wouldn't be enough; if she could endure the agony of the blaze, then Cassandra could doubtlessly retain focus as well. She needed to double, or even triple her efforts.

Taking out her pistol, she didn't bother to check the ammunition type; she wasn't about to shoot the pureblood. Instead, she extended her arm and fired multiple shots while the revolver was close to Cassandra's head, in order to deafen her.
 
Jakob quickly got back on his feet, after suffering from Archer's well placed kick and the gunshot from the other soldier nearby. He grunted and glared at the Major. "And proud to be one!" said Jakob, with his guttural werewolf tone "I'll shred you to pieces, and behead you just like I beheaded Wallace! You traitors cursed me!" He then noticed that Aleister had shot the Major, whom was nearly unfazed by it but it did distract him a little. Jakob used the chance to lunge at him once more, claws and teeth aiming for the Major's throat.
 
Peltragow - Duke Ashwood's Estate (Ground Floor) - BOSS FIGHT - TURN 2
Cassandra is on fire. Suffers 2 DMG (Pureblood). Cassandra HP = 93
Rosanna = 8. Does 2 DMG (A Certain Kind of Horsewoman) to Cassandra. Cassandra HP = 91.
Valeria = 6. Does 2 DMG (Senior Inquisitor) to Elite Vampire Soldier #2. Elite Vampire Soldier #2 HP = 3.
Ethraeil attempts to freeze two soldiers nearby. Using D6. Chance Rolls: 4, 5. Rolls are successful. Elite Vampire Soldier #4 and #5 are frozen in place. Elite Vampire #4 is frozen for one turn, while #5 is frozen for two turns.
Wesley = 6. Does 1 DMG to Elite Vampire Soldier #2. Elite Vampire Soldier #2 HP = 2.
Galina = 5. Does 1 DMG to Elite Vampire Soldier #3. Elite Vampire Soldier #3 HP = 7.
Camille = 6 + 1 (7. Infallible Focus.) Does 1 DMG to Cassandra. Cassandra HP = 90.
Aleister = 3. Misses Elite Vampire Soldier #4.
Mariette = 8. Stuns Cassandra. -2 to Cassandra's chance to hit for two turns.

Jakob = 6. Does 2 DMG (With Badge & Gun) to Archer. Archer HP = 68.
Theodore = 10. Does 10 DMG to Elite Vampire Soldier #4, #5. Elite Vampire Soldiers #4 and #5 dead.


Peltragow - Duke Ashwood's Estate (Ground Floor) - BOSS FIGHT - TURN 2 (ENEMY)
Mariette is on fire. Suffers 1 DMG. Mariette HP = 16.
Elite Vampire Soldier #1 = 6 - 1 (5. Menacing Aura.) Does 1 DMG to Ethraeil. Ethraeil HP = 16.
Elite Vampire Soldier #2 = 5. Does 1 DMG to Wesley. Wesley HP = 17.
Elite Vampire Soldier #3 = 5. Targets Galina. Dodge Roll = 6. Dodge Roll Successful. Misses Galina.
Elite Vampire Soldier #6 = 1. Misses Rosanna.
Cassandra = 9 - 4. (5. Grand Duelist, Romanov Addict, Hearing Damage.) Does 3 DMG to Mariette. Mariette HP = 13.

Archer = 8. Does 3 DMG (Hybrid) to Jakob. Jakob HP = 11.

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The fighting continued, with the various soldiers allied with Archer and Cassandra taking shots at the inquiry group. Another hit was scored on Ethraeil, as well as Wesley, but two of the soldiers missed Rosanna and Galina. Ethraeil's ice magic kicked in, freezing two of the soldiers in place so that they couldn't attack the group. Aleister attempted to shoot one of the frozen men, but missed. Theodore didn't miss, however, as he lobbed a small explosive at the pair of frozen men. A moment later, they exploded in a mist of blood and gore.

The fire that Mariette cast continued to burn away at Cassandra, burning her arm and chest, while Mariette also suffered burns to her own body. Still, it didn't prevent Mariette from drawing her hidden revolver and firing off shots. Not to directly hit Cassandra, but to stun her. She did so successfully, as the loud gunshots forced Cassandra to recoil away from them with a loud yelp. Right into Camille's attack.

Camille's rapier pierced Cassandra's side, pushing through her body before ripping out the other side. That wasn't the only blade that hit Cassandra, however, as Rosanna scored a hit with the sword she had found earlier. The blade sliced through Cassandra's clothes, carving a deep gash up Cassandra's back. She let out a groan, before shoving Camille away (forcing the rapier to slide out with her.) She then turned her attention back to Mariette. "YOU FUCKING ESCARIAN WHORE." spat Cassandra, before she stepped over and shoved her rapier through Mariette's chest. It obviously wouldn't kill Mariette, but of course it'd prevent her from using the unnatural speed that vampires possessed. Cassandra's eyes were burning red, her teeth grinding together as she growled. "You're testing my damned patience, witch!"

Meanwhile, Wesley, Galina, and Valeria fought back against some of the other soldiers, while Jakob attempted to attack Archer once more. He miscalculated his attack, his claws carving a gash across Archer's chest instead of hitting him the throat. Archer grunted, before swinging a fist at Jakob's large, werewolf head. The punch was like he had been hit in the face with a sledgehammer, as he stumbled backwards. "WALLACE!? A pathetic excuse for a man. I'm fighting you now in only my human form, and I'M WINNING."

Rosanna overheard Archer's boasting, quickly looking towards where Jakob and the hybrid were fighting. She couldn't be in two places at once, as much as she'd like two. Still, Cassandra was the larger threat right now. She moved in, taking another swing at the pureblood with the sword in hand. Meanwhile, Valeria continued to fire upon the soldiers, making sure to dispatch them before anything else. Theodore opened fire upon another soldier, taking aim at the one that had shot at Rosanna.
 

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