As they ascended, commotion rose just as violent. Cheers and screams of victory, valor, as they praised their King and expected his return. He was, naturally, the first to reach atop and give heed. "Oi! Look alive! The rest are also escaping! The Demon in the Mountain's gone! Enenra has taken his place! Give no mercy to these enemies! Make their undying souls reach peace in Heaven's Valhalla!" Taro shouted, a decree as his footsteps were cut off by small clacks, a sign that another Dragon was summoned to leave the place, most likely with the others in tow. Harvard would prepare another Seal, letting himself be in the front so he can brace as much as possible in order to summon another monster. Zazel, meanwhile, was quick on his own draw to set up sigils around the area.
"You got a plan?" Zazel asked, concerned after nearly watching his friend throw almost everything away for a boost.
"Mhm! We're gonna make them burn every spell on us and use a Monster to reverse it all! That way, we don't lose any more energy than what we have to!" Harvard responded with such confidence.
"Right, and if they don't hit us instantly?"
"Naaaah, I'm sure they will."
"How can you be sure about that!? What, did the Monster told you that too!?" Solomon remarked, quickly having Famine's Horse keep up after ditching its rider, losing the weapon as a result, but at least remaining alive with what little skin it had left from such Gold corrupting it.
"Well, no. We saw how Taro acted with us, and he's the supposed 'King' of Orochi! Logic should dictate-"
WHAM!!!
Right as they surfaced, they'd be met with a volley of fists, spectral in appearance, knocking over a large chunk of the army, with the ones standing still casting their spells in a barrage of their own: Two blasting down a beam of light, one quick to try and spawn a typhoon in the center of the group to disorient, and three that used natural weapons to preserve their own energy. As a result of this, however, the sigils were quick to kick in, most notably with Beleth, Andromalius, and a new sigil in Bifrons, jewels made to absorb the strong winds and store them into Harvard's Seal, letting it convert to energy alongside the two others to guarantee a proper opening. "...That, exactly! Thank you for answering for me!" He'd shout, waving his hand as a greeting to such an angry mob, before the green light began to shine.
"Prima Mulier... Primitia... altera pars artis Dei."
"Quae lucem eius reliquit, ex profundis cresce et nova arbor eius fias."
"Fructus tui maculabuntur, peccato denigrabuntur....
"Da omnibus hoc quasi epulas tuas...!"
"Arawareau..."
The light came crashing down, and with it, vines with thorns that were quick to whip and slash into the army's remnants, the magic quickly taking hold. The very Virus that was forged from the Fruit. It sunk deep across their bodies from the wounded area, constricted breathing and motor functions as the thorns ingrained themselves and took root. In a way, it was as if those bodies were being used as its personal garden. Zazel took advantage of this and summoned Bifrons, a humanoid in the same shape as Deltoro's, but with crystalline instead of stone, Quartz instead of rocks. Just shy of the adults, it shimmered with the faint light as the monster was born, a woman growing such thorns like a living rose, a massive cavity on her chest, with an apple-shaped heart and the vines grossed out, pumping in the same motion. A dress of the finest silk, her mouth sharp with such carnivorous fangs. No hands or feet, just stilts to act as the stems of such flowers. Her eyes were as beautiful as Adam's, a stark white slowly dimming in contrast to the cracks hidden away.
"Primus amor Adami!
"Verus amor Adami!"
"LIIIILIIIIIITH!!"
As her name was called, the woman lets out a melodic choir of sound, echoing across the area, as the vines violently pulled themselves away from the cavity to infect more with the Fruit's Virus. Bifrons would throw itself onto the hole, letting the gems trail through and shred across his arms, allowing it to take in such excess energy that would try to interrupt her attack and store it in the flower's body, strengthening it, letting it reach farther and hit harder when threatened. Orochi's men and women were at an impasse, especially when more of such spectral limbs came down to attack them on their flank. The two that shot such beams would synergize and attack the Monster directly, combining their spells to blast down a massive beam of light. Lilith, in anticipation, curved her body in a way that both dodges the attack and gets closer, letting the vines scatter and strangle into them, binding them, as Harvard would throw two more cards at the Rebellious Woman, taking advantage of Bifron's boons to set up a second Monster and Fusion. "WHY ARE YOU LETTING HIM DO THIS!? SOMEBODY HIT THAT KID!" A woman shouted as she once again sets up a Tornado to catch the group.
Tsukiya was quick on countering the spell, letting her outfit be ripped apart, the talismans scattering, as multiple yokai came into such a fray. Their bodies served as a pressure before the shifting currents, with some being as large as the buildings to squelch the typhoons emerging. Applin, meanwhile, rushed on to try and strike at the lady while she's distracted, until she was flanked by her sides from four others. One was quick on creating a barrier of stone from the ground, raising it up to block the attack. Two others would scale up and take aim, one holding a bow and arrow laced with a viscous fluid, a venom, while the other prepared a minigun. The last, surprisingly, would reveal her magic style and cast her Final Gambit to ensure she stays put, unable to dodge from the incoming onslaught. "Traffic Magic! Red Li-"
THWICK!!! THWICK, THWICK, THWICK!!
Saved by the Monster, as she adorned herself the markings and cracked skin through her thorns. Adorned by the very lover she was with, as the plants forged into cat-of-nine-tails, a visceral whipping to the efforts ensuring Applin's protection.
A fusion of Lilith and Adam.