Well.
We had been listening to Vayu rage at Hel. God, that guy is a prick. I can almost understand why Hal hates him. And Lexi, being an idiot, decides he's someone to play nicey-nice with instead of letting Hal handle things. Which goes...fine, I guess.
And then, Kur busts in like the goddamn Kool-Aid man.
Even picking apart it's weaknesses, that thing is too damn big to actually hurt. Not with the artillery we have, anyway, which is kind of depressing. I might need to visit the Space Pope and see about getting one of those rocket launchers. In any case...while Andrew, Hal, and Captain Asshat tried to bind Kur, the rest of us, Hel included, held back the waves of the undead Kur summoned up. And, of course, Lexi tried to get us all killed, -again-, by not focusing her mojo on just Kur. I'm almost starting to wonder if she's not really on her mother's side after all.
Picked up a scratch, but nothing worth worrying over. Then...the awesome happened. Cindy kicked the next wave up into the air, and Kennedy just grabbed their shadows, and shadows from the blood river flying upward, to pin them into place. Then...I reached for what I felt at Avalon, when I was using Arthur's shield to hold back the defenses Vayu's people had put into place. Rather then merely strip them of the power that bound them to unlife, the beam of light vaporized them beyond any hope of recovery.
Then I remembered some of the old stories about Hel. I hope I don't have some kind of creepy stalker now.
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