#bergen_county

Symon is tapping on his phone with one handed skill.

"Wait, we don't know if what you say is true" Audrey says, dangerously close to insulting someone's honor "I got lead into a new rape tonight, not syaing you guys are doing THAT but..."

"We're saying we'd like to not lose all our credit cards and viritue" The spikey guy says

Dagmar darkens. "What?" Her hands curl into fists.

"You know that staying here in this crazy ass mess is not safe. You're attracting attention. Follow us, and you can always leave if you feel weird about it. But this one?" He jerks his chin at Dagmar. "She's a warrior, and will protect anyone worth protecting. And right now that includes both of you."

THe clurichaun brings her fists up, as Dagmar darkens ready to defend herself, she blinks "Hey, I got brass knuckles... with shamrocks and skulls?"

"Oh yeah, you both look REALLY Friendly... " Spike boy says

Symon shrugs and steps back, cupping his hand to speak into the phone.

"Anyone tries to touch you, I'll flatten them."

"I ain't friendly. C'mon."

While not the most charming members of Rivervale, the two do manage to cal the Clurichaun... and the pooka follows lead...

Symon falls in behind the two of them, letting Dagmar take the lead with unspoken symmetry.

Good thing... because bubbling out of the earth is a new figure....taller than a troll a figure that looks like Chernobog from Fantasia...but quotes Milton... the devilish chimera chuckles "Better to rule in hell... than serve in heaven.."

"...Shit."

"Literally."

"See, this is what happens when you get educated , Audrey, I blame your literacy" The pooka says

"Bite me, Nolan" The Clurichaun says , but swallows as it rises

The demonic giant raises a huge pitch fork and looks over the kithain "How many sheep do we count.. wait, not one of the sheep, one of the enforcers... one of the controllers... " He gestures "Burn, will you?"

Dagmar pulls Flyswatter out. "You don't touch them, dickweed."

And Dagmar burns as a pillar of 'hellfire' erupts from under her.

"I don't take orders... from anyone" The Miltonian says

She bites back a yelp and charges.

Skin blistered, Dagmar charges

just as the Chief drives up to see something that looks like it was written by B movie script creators with delusions of depth! Paradise lost derived doggeral and theme, horns, pitch fork, flames

Dirk immediately sumerizes the situation "They in trouble!"

Brekke Shacklebreaker has battled dragons. This does not phase her. As soon as the car is stopped, she is out and charging towards the foe, Speaker in hand.

Symon pulls shadows from the Monster's own gloom it brought with it, and works them into a shroud to try to hide the new fledges from view. He's been trying to work on Chicanery, at least the lower levels to veil... and mixed with Autumn shdows...

Dagmar charges, roars.. and misses.. by an inch as it steps to the side "I AM alloweed to dodge"

THen he turns, "Wait, a true opressor..."

A growl and another swing.

And Brekke takes her own shot even as Dagmar rallies

Speaker makes a shining, singing arc into the side of the demonic vision, and there's an audible CRACK of what might be one or more ribs!

Definitely more...

and Dagmar gets her second swing in as the miltionian turns his fire towards Brekke

This thing maybe poetic... or not, but Brekke has faced Dragonfire

And she shrugs the flames off

And Dagmar's own blow with Flyswatter cleaves off an arm entirely!

the one hodling the pitchfork!

"Ha!" A feral grin.

Dirk tumbles, grabs the giant fork, and SHOVES it into the Devil "Big fan of your music, but you gotta die now!"

"SHeep... lickspittles to the powers that would be..." Blood flows ... lava like, glowing and hot

and really, it's a matter of who strikes next who will likely get the finishing blow

Brekke bellows and strikes

!

Dagmar JABS Flyswatter's point into the beast's gut!

Dirk, in his eagerness to get the killing blow, lunges but falls and trips ..well tangles Dagmar.. a bit

That said, it does make an easy target for Speaker to shatter the skull , horns and all of the chimera which BURSTS into sulfar, flame, and chimerical motes

It is a VERY satisfactory final blow.

A grunt of frustration, and she throws up an arm to shield her face from the explosion.

Dirk coughs "Fuck.. I only hit it once"