[ The same attack that happened in the kitchen, but with a far wider spread, more lethal intent. Azathoth and one of the tentacles take a small amount of damage; another repels, and the Tentacle of Healing goes down as intended. Maruki curls both arms protectively over his head as the static rain jolts and singes. His hiss is half one of pain, half exasperation at healing power gone when the bloodstain over Akechi's chest is growing steadily. He also ready knows he can regenerate them at will, it's just a matter of a little time.
There are more important things to deal with first.
He doesn't know what hits him, but he knows instantly when it does – both he and Azathoth feeling drained, leaden, rooted to the spot. Some sort of nerf.
He doesn't know.
He doesn't like it.
Maruki straightens up, takes one look at Akechi advancing on him, and what needs to be done coalesces in his mind instantly. ]
I regret not pointing this out to you sooner... You shouldn't mistake our powers as being equal.
[ That was a nice Debilitate, Akechi.
Unfortunately, the Tentacles of Assistance and Protection are both still up and in near perfect health. They undo the bulk of Akechi's work in two fell swoops – it isn't the boost of power that Maruki's used to, but it's back to baseline, and that's good enough for him.
His favored attack has never worked on Robin Hood. Maruki knows that. But this persona – this Loki, he can't believe Akechi kept that under his tongue for all the times Maruki used goddamn Loki as an example when talking about the collective unconscious – is about as different from Robin Hood as can be.
Maruki doesn't waste another second once the tentacles have done their work. The enormous ball of pure, glowing energy that heralds Eternal Radiance forms in the sky above them, bright enough to blind for a split second before erupting into innumerable cosmic eyes firing off at Loki, at Akechi, at anything within striking distance. ]
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There are more important things to deal with first.
He doesn't know what hits him, but he knows instantly when it does – both he and Azathoth feeling drained, leaden, rooted to the spot. Some sort of nerf.
He doesn't know.
He doesn't like it.
Maruki straightens up, takes one look at Akechi advancing on him, and what needs to be done coalesces in his mind instantly. ]
I regret not pointing this out to you sooner... You shouldn't mistake our powers as being equal.
[ That was a nice Debilitate, Akechi.
Unfortunately, the Tentacles of Assistance and Protection are both still up and in near perfect health. They undo the bulk of Akechi's work in two fell swoops – it isn't the boost of power that Maruki's used to, but it's back to baseline, and that's good enough for him.
His favored attack has never worked on Robin Hood. Maruki knows that. But this persona – this Loki, he can't believe Akechi kept that under his tongue for all the times Maruki used goddamn Loki as an example when talking about the collective unconscious – is about as different from Robin Hood as can be.
Maruki doesn't waste another second once the tentacles have done their work. The enormous ball of pure, glowing energy that heralds Eternal Radiance forms in the sky above them, bright enough to blind for a split second before erupting into innumerable cosmic eyes firing off at Loki, at Akechi, at anything within striking distance. ]