Carmine “NO ESCAPE!” Primeさんのイラストまとめ

@HorobitaEiyuu “Yeah, forever’s way too long. I’ve seen a bit of what forever can do to a hag, it ain’t pretty. Looking for someone who can kill ya once you think you’re out of things ya want to do.”

“…I know a Clownfish-lookin’ punk with a sword that can fix that immortality problem.”

@Rule_Smasher @PurityAndStrict @CloakedRedRose >meant when he said “Petals”.

Carmine was painting a huge target on his back, bigger than Ruby, hopefully. He’d already astonished Orie once tonight. Speaking of.

“…and you don’t get to run away from me either, Angelfish! I ain’t done with you!”

[ #CROSSTAGINFINITE ]

@Rule_Smasher @PurityAndStrict @CloakedRedRose >arms, Carmine bent the blood from his EXS to his will, forming a swirling mass of razor sharp blood that would shred, blend, and rend whatever it caught.

But not around himself, as usual.

No, Orie, in taking her attention off Carmine, and Sho, in not bothering to pay him any->

@CloakedRedRose @Rule_Smasher @PurityAndStrict >the fight, skidding to a stop about 9 or 10 feet away and swinging his right arm up.

This, if not for Orie’s prior knowledge of Carmine Prime as a known, but often overlooked factor in the Night, would immediately expose the one thing Carmine could do. Following his arm, an ->

Funny thing about landing softly on the ground.

“No escape~”

The ground rushed up to meet Scott. And by meet, I mean surround and imprison. And by ground, I mean a blood puddle on the floor. Scott would be encased by a solid spike of blood, digging into his skin in all the -> https://t.co/DPhRvN8abw

>on Google or whatever search engine. But with a fling of his arm, blood poured into the air between them and started whirling in the form of a massive… saw blade? Shuriken? Pinwheel? Hard to tell when Scot was jumping right into the sharp end. But the throwing of this blood ->

That heated aura, and the pulling off of the shirt…

This man recognized it. Hard not to, having been in tournaments the man himself had been in.

“Fucking hell, a copycat of that guy…?”

Rolling his eye, the punk lifted one hand, and Scott’s fists slammed not into the lean -> https://t.co/dJWYx20zFf

@ForestKanji Yeah? Alright, then time to get fighting!

“No kidding!”

Ramona could probably guess this was going to escalate beyond a spar pretty fast, especially as this first attack involved spikes of solid, crystalline blood. As if holding back was foreign. https://t.co/Z1PSIRGEwb

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This was a recipe for carnage that was worth the crowd, the noise, and the weird feeling in his head that something was trying to figure out what he was…