"Ow!! Hey, watch it!" Mauve snarled as she was showered with sparks from the punched fireball. Given the nature of Mauve's temper, magical abilities, and the company she kept, the mage had fireproofed most of her possessions at some point during her life. She also prided herself as having an insanely high resistance to magic (especially elemental magic), but that didn't mean that getting blasted with sparks didn't sting.

"Oh, that's it. He dies," Mauve said grimly, examining a place on her hand that was already turning red from a particularly hot ember. Sure, she had healing magic, but that's aside from the point.

Mauve began walking towards the Manotaur, uninjured hand spread out before her. There was a loud rumble heard from above them, and somehow a volley of lighting bolts arched down to strike the Manotaur despite the fact that they were in a volcano and were facing a distinct lack of sky in which thunder clouds could form. Wow. That was an awkwardly constructed sentence. Moving on.

"Go away," Mauve said crossly, extending a hand again. A chair-sized crystal of ice formed above the Manotaur's head. Mauve jerked her hand downwards, pointing to the floor, and the ice block dropped unceremoniously onto his skull.

"So, are you ready for some-okay I'm out of here," Fenris may have had the plan, but she was most certainly in imminent danger by being close to the Manotaur.

"I'm sorry, um, snookums but I'm just in so much danger and I have to leave. Look me up sometime," she backpeadaled, stumbling around and then broke into a full out run.

She hid behind Phil. "Why does everybody attack me?"

Nikose stood and coughed after Hawk had graciously put out the flames, and he had healed enough to get UP...

"Why does everybody attack me?" FenrisChick asked.

"Cause you're a fun target?" Nikose asked, laughing. It was then that he fully realized, he was completely naked.

"..."

Nikose dropped into a sprint in the face of all danger and lunged to grab ahold of his cloak, and flipped it around him to cover his naughty bits.

"Don't need those showing..." He then stood calmly behind the manotaur and said, "It wasn't very nice of you to swat me around like that, even if I WAS tickling you."

He seemed utterly oblivious to everyone, but was in fact attempting to wrastle the Manotaur's attention away from FenrisChick and hold him in place for all the other incoming attacks.

To be truthful, the Manotaur seemed to be enjoying himself as he fought against the NPFers. Probably, he didn't get much of a chance to talk/fight with people. Hawk gathered up fiery balls while Flare launched her unsporting attack.

The Manotaur almost scoffed at the pair, "You lack grace. I will show you the artistic battle technique." He obviously was unimpressed by their retorts also.

He stepped forwards in a hopping step, making the spear instead passed harmlessly below it's intended target, almost snagging on his loincloth. His legs then clamped together, trapping the spear's haft between His muscular thighs. With a twist of the hips, the massive minotaur wrenched the trapped weapon out of Flare's hands, similar pelvic motions whipping the weapon around to beat the crouching warrior about the head with the haft.

Fireballs still streaking towards Him, the Manotaur held His hands a short distance apart, mirroring one another, and closed His eyes, focusing. A second later, the minotaur clapped His hands together with incredible force.

It was a crack of thunder, the fireballs exploding in midair as the shockwave detonated them prematurely. The closest blasts touched him, flame licking at him.

Mauve jumped on the Manotaur hatin' bandwagon, a volley of lightning descending from above. With the minotaur not able to move much from having His legs pressed together, many connected, making electricity arc over His body. A giant block of ice then called into existence just above His head, the Manotaur took a half step backwards, Flare's spear clattering to the ground as He released His grip upon it. Head snapping back in readiness, the minotaur headbutted the ice boulder headed for His noggin, reducing its impact considerably.

As the ice chunk fell in front of him, he tapped it upwards and to the side with one hand. Cocking that hand back, when the iceberg hung motionless for a split second as gravity reasserted it's hold, He punched it with all His strength, torso twisting to put His entire body behind the blow.

Most of it shattered; a light spray of ice at all nearby. But a spear of ice, bigger than a man's torso, shot out of the crumbling mass like a bullet, aimed squarely at Hawk.

Understandably, in the middle of all this commotion, Fenris and Nikose were not attracting much of the Manotaur's attention, given the lack of attempted grevious bodily harm on their parts.

Another example of this: Arhra pounced as the Manotaur resumed his forwards rush, now headed for Mauve, "We'll see who's the strongest!" Arhra cried, leaping at the Manotaur, gauntleted fist lashing out. She'd decided to take the bull by the horns, goaded into action by Hydra.

The Manotaur slowed to met her, sidestepping to change His facing, own fist ploughing at her. Their punches connected, Arhra's metal gauntlet shivering from the sledgehammer blow and then exploding into metal fragments, the decomposition running back along the entire armoured sleeve. Eyes blank from shock, Arhra flew backwards from the momentum of the punch, the cloud of metal fragments raining down behind her, headed for Mauve, a charging Manotaur not far behind.

Nikose, who was directly besides the Manotaur as the charge began, ran along side, trying to think of a way to protect Mauve and the others now.

He saw the answer right in front of him. He reached out and grabbed ahold of both of the manotaurs testicles.

"Stop, or I'll rip them off. Touch me, and they'll be ripped off." he said to the Manotaur angrily.

I got knocked silly by the blow, sent into the wall with a resounding thud. "Owww..." I said, shaking my head. I also saw a chance for a shot, bracing myself for a Mega-Flare to the Manotaur's back.

Phil had been crouching with her arms covering her head since the first reflected fireball. With the additional spray of ice and metal, her arms were looking a bit torn up. "Stupid, useless Turducken," she grumbled. "Try pecking him or gobbling angrily or something, you dumb bird!" The Turducken rammed into his shins again.

What the FUCK!? This guy has audiokineasis now??! Never mind that fool, DUCK! Wha-?

"Oh shit!"

Hawk hit the deck as not so much a spear, but a comparitively sized BOULDER with a pointy edge was flung towards her. She dropped from where she hovered and hit the deck, hard. The ice shard sailed overhead and slammed into the wall directly behind Hawk, where it exploded into a million pieces.

Hawk was still pelted by a million chunks of jagged ice though, many of which stabbed into her back and the tops of her wings. It wasn't the most terrible pain that could occur, but it still hurt like several hundred papercuts accross her entire body.

"Fuckin' OW!", was all she could manage at this point.

"I bet the Manotaur wishes that was me holding those," Fenris said in a last-ditch attempt to further disarm the creature.

Nikose's plan seemed to be working, though.

"Oh, you never know," Mauve said to Fenrissa. "The Manotaur could like that kind of th--" Her comment was cut short as the airborne Ahrha slammed into her, metal splinters and all. The puny little mage woman was knocked over backwards.

Cursing under her breath, Mauve shoved Ahrha aside and rose to a crouching position. The Manotaur wasn't far behind, although his progress may or may not have been stopped by the man in purple who was currently threatening him with castration.

Now was the time to act. She had to do something now, before it was too late. There was no other choice: She had to use the heavy artillery.

"Ha..." Mauve snarled, placing both hands in front of her.

"Do..." Blue-white light spakled between her palms.

"KEN!!!"



Oh, come on. You knew she had to use it sooner or later.