"They're changing our stuff to make us weaker! KonchuBlue's legs are wounded!"
"Relax yourself, KonchuYellow! She's still functioning! We just need to do a new pass!"
"You seriously think we're gonna be able to do that, KonchuRed?!"
"Of course!! We can't always cut in something with one swing! From the top! Pass pass!!"
The members of Team Pandora split off, quickly slicing at the Grasshopper's legs and sharing small pieces of themselves to let it repair itself, machinery emerging out from the stumps to take in the new material and weld it back. Carta, not wanting to lose such prey, would prepare another shot, though this time by utilizing the golden panels made by Midas as its base attack. Seeing such come for them, the energy spiking more as the pressure sharpens such discs, all five would be quick to bring out a blade hidden within the machines. Five blades that sparkled amidst the black void, blinding Shroud so that they cannot extend further than what they have.
One from its arms.
One from its head.
One from its stinger.
One from its legs.
One from its antennas.
"Musa-Shiasher! SHOGUN SEVERANCE!!!" The five spoke in unison, striking at the discs in full, the blade quickly corrupting into gold, slowly damaging their weapons in the process. For such a price, each of them were able to start passing the attacks amongst each other, letting them act like pucks as they prepare a barrage back, piercing straight through Tierra and subjecting the Card Beast to Midas' influence. Axel was quick to disable the gold, allowing both sides to not worry about its corruption, as he'd start to pass Carta such meals: Chickens and Pigs for it to consume with a massive maw, their energy and mass absorbed and giving back a second wind, another shift to the cards as the hexagonal panels disappeared. Hands quickly emerging out from the remains, hands which reached out and become its own liquid, stretching in order to snag one of the machines that dared to match them. Once more, the gold began to take over, although instead of corrupting the body of water, it froze alongside, allowing it to act as a second layer, an armor. The slightest touch of the fluid would be more than enough to mold into clay, ripping it piece by piece and funneling it to Shroud's ship, acting as its own fuel.
From Shangri to Atum. From Destruction to Creation.
"It changed? Is their ship just one big monster that can adapt to any of us?" Yasuke would ask, speaking through intercoms in order to communicate with the rest of its members, as they began to make distance when the massive hands swung over. Slowly, Tierra began to adapt over Atum, allowing it to bubble and shape alongside as well, taking on a humanoid appearance and slowly sink to the rest of the ship's base, almost like it was an inhabitant of the void.
"Not only that, it's getting stronger the more we fly here! We can't put a dent on that thing without getting hit ourselves, and who knows how much that thing's packing with a whole planet for a body." Yaveh would comment, watching his step as the Mantis prepares to parry and fling the massive hand coming ahead, watching such claws began to melt when connected to Atum's grip, the Gold slowly encroaching. One slice, and he'd ensure the metal wouldn't stretch further out anymore.
"We can't just leave it here! It's going to snowball out of control and gun for us once we make it to the moon! What do we do, KonchuRed?!" Villia's voice was ripe with panic, unable to focus her efforts as she'd back off the most, keeping as much distance as possible when she sees Shroud closing in on them. Upon such reach, the Stag was quick to ram the entire machine directly into Tierra, unafraid of such consequences as it began to melt down and start to morph, the hands quickly trying to take hold and crush the ship down. "KONCHURED!!!!!!!!!!!!" Her scream pierced and nearly broke through such speakers, watching as the stag was getting broken apart. She'd try to follow suit, but Yasuke was quick on intercepting, stopping her from throwing herself at the beast before them. Of course, Villia would be outraged by such maneuvers, kicking down at the moth's wings so she can get a proper view and chance to save her leader.
"Right there.... Orange..." Bronx switched ammunition and took aim, preparing for a shot across the Grasshopper's window, aiming to strike at her exposed, scared throat. Right as he was about to pull the trigger, however...
SHIKK!!!!
A slash. A cut. A rip between the entire ship's bottom, as Team Shroud would be forced to deal with Zero Gravity again. "WHAT!?" Johanne shouted, floating down to see what Kozen did. His smile nearly faltered when he saw the madman of a pilot cutting underneath the flooring, ripping off the framework that connected it to the propulsors and engines. Their rations and supplies sunk and floated away, the watery fluid desperate to grab ahold and put back together. While such would be possible, it wasn't the aim for the Shining Stag. In truth, the reason why he put himself in such a risk and split their ship in two, was to expose the entire area they're inhabiting, a perfect tunneled view of Team Shroud themselves. "HE'S LOOKING AT US! AT THE STUMP!! FIRE! FIRE ON ALL FRONTS!!! DON'T LET HIM GET THE CHANCE TO-"
"SHO! GUN! SEVERAAAAANCE!!!!!"
SHIKK!!!!
Another slash, extending across the entire planet, split in two before all members of the Sentai Squad. Kozen pulls back from the damages he left, seeing the ship trying to do its best to transfer the damage and energy it took. The other four huddled over, ironing out such dents and patching such 'wounds' the Stag Beetle suffered. Breaths of relief and cheers for their Red leader were heard, as they'd escort themselves out, watching as Carta was adapting again, letting them rebuild and gain back momentum, seeing them already most of the way through to reach the Moon. Team Ballista was following close behind, letting Shroud watch and see their solution was of the very soldiers, the very men serving the Sergeant, now acting as its new top, its new windows, expelling their energy to act as a shield against the vacuum. They're left behind in the dust, wondering what exactly they're going to take from the Moon to keep their pace going.
They will not get away for this act of treachery.