Stunned, Nightweaver leans against the support beam, aching from both the powerful blow and the flight through the building, "That thing hits hard" she mutters into the commlink, staying where she is for now, not that she could get up if she tried.
(Jemal did not post, so I assume that Optic keeps shooting at Numero Uno)
Having been somewhat successful the last time, Optic shoots at Numero Uno yet again, but the brute just shrugs it off.
Viridian has to wait until the end of the round when Numero Uno is not stunned anymore to attract his sight.
Well, isn't that just great, Shooting Star watches in dismay as the werewolf leader heals himself. At least I can fly well out of his reach - maybe that's why I suck on teams. Hopefully shadow girl will climb out of that building in a sec. Time to change plans. With luck, skinny here is used to me circling in this direction.
Shooting Star suddenly dives and rolls out to come up behind the Sheik. Megan rakes his back and wings with a short burst, then veers. Darting around erraticly, she engages the poor winged flyer in a battle of manuever, attempting to dodge away from his sight lines - and then pop off a few shots whenever he can't see.
(Move Action: Acrobatic Feint +15. Target: Sheik. Standard Action: Plasma Orbs . +14 attack, +8 damage (+3 Penetrating). Autofire 2, Homing 2, Precise Shot. Target: Sheik.
The Sheik sees through Shooting Star's bluff, and dodges the plasma balls, but they turn around and go back in for another try.
Nitro jumps up and tries to grapple the Shiek, but the slender poppy man is a fast dodger, and Nitro lands on the roof of the warehouse.
The Sheik suddenly grows numerous little seed pods that pop from his body and streak towards the roofs, one towards each of you. The pods have small fins that seem to move on their own, like little guided plant missiles.
They each explode in your general vicinity, dissolving into a greenish gas. (targeted area, sense-dependent-smell)
Nitro's pod is on target, and he inhales the gas, but suffers no real effects.
Shooting Star takes a hit too, and starts to feel a bit tipsy (Fatigued)
Nightweaver gets hit too, and her pain gets better and her dizziness worse. (Fatigued)
Angel is entirely immune to the gas.
Viridian takes a hit, takes in the gas, and within seconds can barely keep her balance or her mind. (Exhausted, Fort: d20+8 = 15, failed by 5-9)
Salix also finds himself surprised to be slightly affected (Fatigued...doesn't really make that much sense, but he's not immune to it).
Optic is hit, but he shakes off the effects of the gas entirely.
The three wolves keep firing, mostly missing, though some bullets glance off Optic's armor.
Numero Uno gets a second wind, and gets up to strike at Angel (Fiat: Recover, Angel gets a hero point.)
Numero Uno scampers up and bashes Angel upside the head (Roll = 4 = Staggered, I will assume a Hero Point is used, reroll is a 2, so it is a 12, still stunned.)
Salix takes out two of the lycan mooks with his own seed pod gas.
Viridian watches with horror as the massive werewolf takes out Nightweaver with one solid hit, then takes down Angel. So shocked is she that she barely notices the bullets spanging off her protective wards.
By now on the verge of either passing out or breaking into an uncontrolled laughing fit (or both), she still tries to go forward with the plan.
He'd shrugged off one spell, but now he was hurt, even if only briefly. Maybe, just maybe, that would give her an opening. If not...this could be getting into a whole world of pain.
Swallowing her fear, and aided by her currently much less inhibited state, Viridian races around the edge of the pit and shouts, "Hey! Yo Quiero Chihuahua Man! I guess you think that makes you pretty tough, huh?!"
Turn and look at me...just turn and look at me...
The moment the werewolf looks in her direction, Viridian locks eyes...her emerald to his bloodshot yellow...and snarls, "Maleficus!"
A tinge of guilt. Dark magic. Black magic. But this was to protect people...didn't that count for something?
Hearing Viridian basically say "I want Chihuahua Man," Numero Uno shouts, laughing "Si, I am much tougher than Chuhuahua Man, so I may be too much dog for you, mamacita, but take down that forcefield and I'm sure we can have some fu -- AAAHHHHH...."
Then the power of the spell took hold...the curse roiled out of her and through the connection made by their locked gazes. If it worked, if she could hold him, it would wrack his body with spasms and seizures, using his own strength and power to fuel itself. Regeneration would be useless. No medical science would cure it.
(Evil Eye, Mental Blast, sense-dependent on sight. Reflex save 21 to avert eyes in time. Will save DC 26, with consequences as per damage save if ref fails.)
Sure enough, it does work, and the wolf grabs his head in pain and sinks to his knees. (Stun!)