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[Chat]: [My_Eyes]: MY EYES! I NEED BLEACH!
[Guessing_Ga]: Who are those two streakers?
[Bet]: It's definitely Panda. He does weird stuff.
[Ritual]: Maybe it's a summoning ritual? "Summon the God of Sha"?
[Holy_Light]: I thought this ga didn't have censorship! I was going to make my Servant strip!
[Warning]: Don't do that. You'll get banned faster than you can blink.
[ID]: Is that Hassan of the Hundred Faces?
[Cody]: They're running in circles like a Benny Hill sketch!
[Question]: What is that pink thing? A Magical Girl?
[Answer]: That's a Dragon Idol. Don't listen to her sing. It's a sonic weapon.
Indeed, the two figures performing "interpretive dance" on the castle walls were none other than Maverick and Daisy (Sister Zhou). They were running for their lives, naked save for the shimring fog of censorship, chased by a swarm of small, skull-masked assassins.
Elizabeth Bathory (Lancer) was busy. As the master of the castle Cachtice, she had sensed the intrusion imdiately.
"Rats!" Elizabeth shrieked, spinning her microphone-spear. "Rats in my dressing room!"
Even though the assassins had Presence Concealnt, they were inside her Territory. Her stats were boosted. Theirs were nerfed.
STAB.
Her spear lashed out, decapitating a Hassan that was trying to slit Daisy's throat.
But as the body dissolved into black smoke, two more popped out of the shadows.
This was the Noble Phantasm of Hassan of the Hundred Faces: Zabaniya: Delusional Illusion.
In lore, this Hassan suffered from extre multiple personality disorder. The Noble Phantasm allowed him to physically manifest these personalities as separate entities. There were 88 of them in total—n, won, children, old people.
The catch? Their total power was divided. If the main body had 100 Power, then 2 clones had 50 each. 10 clones had 10 each.
Right now, there were about 50 clones swarming the castle. That ant each individual Hassan was incredibly weak—barely stronger than a normal human.
But they had numbers. And they had knives.
Elizabeth was fighting 40 of them in the courtyard, her tail thrashing and her spear creating a whirlwind of death. But she couldn't protect the Masters on the ramparts.
Maverick and Daisy were on their own.
"It's all your fault!" Daisy scread, panting as she vaulted over a gargoyle. "If you had just died obediently in the bathhouse, I wouldn't have lost my gun! I'm naked and defenseless because of you!"
"If you had let kill you," Maverick yelled back, dodging a throwing knife that sparked against the stone wall, "we wouldn't be in this ss!"
"I'm a girl! Have so chivalry!"
"I'm a top strear! I have an image to maintain!"
[Chat]: [LUL]: "I have an image." Bro, you're streaking on live TV. Your image is gone.
[CP]: This is the best collab ever.
[Ship]: I ship it. Naked survival run is the ultimate romance.
[Fact_Check]: I just ca from Monkey's stream. He's the one controlling the Assassin! He's sniping from a tower three miles away but he's laughing too hard to aim!
Monkey (the FPS pro) had summoned Robin Hood (Archer), but he had ford a temporary alliance with the Assassin player (who was hiding in a sewer sowhere). The plan was simple: Monkey snipes, Assassin swarms.
But Monkey was currently useless. He was watching the chase through his 8x scope, wheezing with laughter.
"I can't!" Monkey gasped on his stream. "Look at them run! It's like watching toddlers play tag with knives!"
Back on the wall, Maverick was getting desperate.
The Hassans chasing them were weak. If Maverick had his Glock, or even a sturdy stick, he could fight them. But he was unard. And he wasn't about to try wrestling a guy with a dagger while naked.
"I need a weapon," Maverick muttered.
He looked ahead. There was a sharp turn coming up. A throwing knife was embedded in the mortar of the wall, left over from a missed shot.
It wasn't much. But it was sharp.
"Okay," Maverick thought. "Ti to be a hero. Or die trying."
He grit his teeth.
"Ti Alter: Quintuple Accel!"
His heart hamred against his ribs like a trapped bird. The world slowed to a crawl. The raindrops from the storm hung suspended in the air.
Maverick drifted around the corner. He reached out and grabbed the handle of the throwing knife.
He spun on his heel, facing the five Hassans chasing him.
To them, he was a blur. One mont he was running away; the next, he was flying through the air, a naked angel of vengeance with a rusty knife.
"DIE!" Maverick roared.
He plunged the knife into the lead Hassan's mask.
CRACK.
The skull mask shattered. The assassin dissolved into black smoke.
But the montum carried Maverick forward. He crashed into the second assassin, tackling him to the ground. They rolled, limbs tangling.
"Get off !" Maverick yelled, headbutting the assassin.
"Master!" Daisy scread, grabbing a loose brick from the wall. "I'm helping!"
She smashed the brick over the third assassin's head.
BONK.
The assassin collapsed.
"We're fighting back!" Maverick yelled, scrambling to his feet, panting. "We're fighting back!"
[Chat]: [POG]: THE NAKED WARRIORS!
[Gar_Mont]: They're using bricks and rusty knives! This is peak survival horror!
[Stats]: Wait, if they kill the clones, the main body gets stronger!
[Uh_Oh]: If they kill all the clones... the last one will be at 100% power!
Maverick didn't know that. He just knew he had to survive.
He looked at Daisy. She was covered in dust, holding a bloody brick, and grinning like a maniac.
"Nice hit," Maverick said.
"Nice knife," she replied.
They turned to face the remaining assassins.
"Round two?" Maverick asked.
"Round two," Daisy nodded. "Let's wreck them."
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