nextgenerationmarvel | Attack on New York (All US teams on deck!)

Marcus tightens his grin on Erin and the reins when he feels her sagging. Well, this is going just peachy. He glances over at Vincent. He'd better keep those things busy long enough. Marcus nudges Aether and they swoop down toward the object to try and grab it.

Roxie keeps those around her occupied as best as she can, though she notices the rest of the action going on out of the corner of her eye. She hears gusts of wind coming from the direction that Erin and the others are in, but she holds her sky. If the gusts come her way, she'll withstand them, though she figures they aren't for her, anyway.

Behind her, Nicky is all flashing metal as his axe slashes and swipes this way and that. There is plenty of frost build-up on Nicky himself, but that only forces him to fight faster, fiercer, and harder.

Vincent isn't good with wind. It's evocation over a very large area but still demanding a high measure of finesse. He can do finesse just fine, but it's something he considers more in line with charm and illusion spells. It's a mental disconnect he's never really managed to reconcile.

However, he does happen to be very good at math and fire.

A calculated blast of intense heat in response to the wind creates a downdraft which sends him hurtling towards the giants, and hopefully buffets Marcus and Erin to a safer point on their own approach. He rolls violently in midair and goes under one giant's arm close enough that he could have reached out and touched it. He may be in for a rough landing, but he's on target for the Casket.

"Runecaster," Erin shouts even though her head is trying to kill her.

"When you're ready? Get a move on!"

She prepares to throw all of her might at the giants and the center of this fight. Everything is about to really heat up.

What Jay just did is break a Giant's nose. The giant screams in surprise and has to struggle to keep Jay from ripping his nose off his face.

Bruce knocks the Giant back. The giant falls to the ground in a large heap.

Roxie and Nicky are able to hold their ground They are tiring out the Frost Giants they are facing.

Vincent has a moment to act. Just a moment. He better hurry.

Despite the horrible threat of frost giant boogers on his fingers, Jay kept pulling down.

"Gotcher nose!"

Bruce directed another photon blast the nearest giant. They needed to end this soon. It was taking too long.

Vincent dives into the maelstrom and reaches out his hands as he crashes.

He's never felt cold like that before.

He has the Casket. He teleports away from the heap he had landed in, already shrieking with laughter.

Roxie whirls in mid-air, ducking a blow from one of the Frost Giants. Vincent's laughter...what the hell is going on?

Nicky heard it too. He already didn't trust Vincent - the boy was the scion of Doom and Amora, and that was reason enough to be suspicious.

But that shrieking and laughter...

He beheads a Frost Giant with his axe, not even thinking about the life he's just taken.

Marcus was already struggling to keep Aether on track against the wind created by the Frost Giant magic. The sudden downdraft knocked them aside and he couldn't hold the reins in check and hang onto an already weakened Erin. Choosing between the two, he dropped the reins to clutch at Erin and hope that he could stay in the saddle. Unfortunately, with the way Aether was thrashing in the air, that wasn't going to happen.

The best he could do was try and make sure he landed first and cushioned Erin from as much of the impact as he could. Hopefully, his armor would keep him from too much injury.

The next thing he knew, he was on the ground, Erin on top of him, with stars dancing in front of his eyes. His horse laid nearby, struggling to shake off the stun from the fall and the next thing Marcus saw was Vincent grab the item they'd been heading for and disappear.

Marcus wheezed to catch his breath and fought to get to his feet, dragging Erin with him. "Need some help, here!" He shouted over the comms as best he could.

"Runecaster," Erin yelps then winces and closes her eyes because oh god they're going to die. She is convinced they're going to die.

But they don't die and she looks up to see enraged Frost Giants. She does the only thing she can think of and throws up a big shield to protect them from oncoming attacks as she lands on her butt next to Marcus.

"Hurry! I can't hold on." She can feel how bad it's getting for her. "I... I'm going to kick his ass for this! I said get it. Not throw us into danger!"

Erin is kind of freaking out. This is her first real major fight and she feels like a total failure.

If anyone wants to save Marcus and Erin they better move fast. Every Frost Giant near them is about to attack them right now. Except for the one casting magic. He is about to go after Vincent.

Nicky ends up with a clear view of what exactly is happening. He and Roxie ended up seriously putting a dent in the horde of Frost Giants.

Bruce gets a volley of arrows from somewhere up above.

There is one sound that cuts through the din of grunting, crashing, and howling around Jay. It's sound of a horse's panicked whinny. The big, green teen looked up from his hunched position with his fingers all over a giant nose.

If Aether was in trouble, that meant Marcus was too. As fun as his own fight was, Jay needed to help others. He grabbed the giant's head and used that grip to throw the giant like a hammer at the cluster of giants near Marcus, Erin, and Aether.

Bruce concentrated his energy into a force field, deflecting the arrows that came near him. He threw out a hand, throwing up another photonic bubble around Marcus, Aether, and Erin.

Vincent reappears not far from the giants, but no longer in their midst, hearing the call for help just as he spots Marcus and--- oh no.

No, there's no time to figure what went wrong with the counterspell. He needs to act right now.

He braces his stance and faces towards the Frost Giants.

"You are not welcome on this world." He opens the Casket and steals the conjured cold back from them, temperatures rising rapidly and becoming much less friendly to the Jotuns.

Roxie grabbed her mace and whirled in mid-air, hitting the giants in a circle around her. She turned back to look at Nicky and nodded. She was fine on her own for a moment.

Nicky nodded and darted towards Bruce, working towards deflecting any arrows that were coming towards him.

That way, Bruce was freed up to help the others from their situation.

Bruce's shield protected them from the suddenly flying giants as Jay's hammer toss bowled them over. Seeing an opening, Marcus started to pull Erin that way, hurrying as much as he could. His sword in hand, he kept it ready to swing at anything that might get through the shield.

"I'll hold him for you. After we get out of this."

"Right. Also gotta go save that kid," she adds as follows after him. Her head is really killing her at this point. No more doing any aquakentics for a little bit. At least until she gets her bearings.

"Retreat!" The Frost Giants start to move as one. They're getting out of here.

"We lost the Cask. We will retreat to Jotunheim," the leader of the army orders.

Edited 2012-10-22 06:00 (UTC)

Jay came bounding out of the building he had been in. He wanted to check on Aether... and his two teammates. Not that he could do much helping with his hands on fire.

The giants were retreating, but Jay put himself between them and the trio in case any potshots came this way.

Bruce landed next to Marcus and Erin, dropping the force field when he was satisfied that the giants were in full retreat.

"Let 'em go," he said, letting out a breath he hadn't been aware he'd been holding.

With the giants in retreat and Bruce nearby, Marcus felt confident enough to leave Erin there and step over to check on his horse. His own chest ached from the impact of the fall and every breath hurt. Nothing broken, he didn't think, but his ribs weren't happy. For now, he ignored it.

Marcus peeled off his gauntlets and let them fall as he knelt in front of Aether. There were scraped and bleeding forelegs, which concerned him, but not nearly as much as the left wing. While the right was tucked up neatly against the horse's side, the left drooped slightly and seemed unable to bend properly.

He stood and stroked Aether's neck, leaning his forehead against it. "Sorry," he murmured. "This isn't at all what I imagined, coming here."

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