"You should've paid attention..."
Alice was above Deltoro as the Bull descended, already breaking apart the Wonderland and preparing to cast it again. All but he would smile as they knew one person was going to take advantage of the Magic's limitations, more so that it was her who chose to take such a risk. Deltoro watched as the punch that came down on Solomon bounced like a spring, only launching him upwards to the sky, the reverse of the obvious. With a heavy heart, Alice would let her world crumble away as they came down, overhearing Axel's screams, as the beast began to breathe down a massive flame to the entire cavern. Harvard, now free from the binds of Maze Magic, would throw himself into such fire, cremating himself alive, a spell casted to catch the flames in a Magic Seal, storing it as a potential tank for such energy. Soon as one tried to take advantage of it, however, the Seal began to crack, small leaks of such flames quickly engulfing their hand.
Bronx would be such a victim, forced to endure the pain as Axel swoops in to take advantage, aiming a clean cut across both parties with Midas. The Sniper blocked it with his burning hand, watching the flames be engulfed and turned to gold immediately. Once he raised his arm, Harvard knew what to do to both help and get an edge over the Gambler.
SHIKK!!!
"GODDAMN!" Axel's smile grows wider as he watched Bronx allow his arm to be lobbed off, quickly being replaced with a new arm, as the old one glowed a red hue, lodging itself out from such flesh and inserting it to the new one. A mass of gold was what was left behind, sprouting out spikes in a rapid frenzy to nick another body part, but the timing they had was more than enough to back away and avoid the instant corruption. "Sheesh... you're willing to ditch your whole arm, just to not let me win, best buddy?" A Taunt at most, as Axel forged the gold to wrap around his own body, a pseudo-armor to let it cling around his body and protect his clothes.
"We're still not friends." Bronx replied, taking swift aim and firing his shot, watching as Stolas appears from behind to do the same, whilst Zazel sets up his own Stolas and Beleth sigils to copy the former, trying to shoot on the sides and surround the Gambler.
"...Aww." He'd mope as he'd feel his body shift, conversely in the same motion as the other four shooters. Khonum used his cane to move them slightly, sliding them in one direction, making the shot disorienting at most, barely grazing across Axel's shoulders while Beleth's sigil would be blasted by the two suns, burnt asunder by the might behind it. His smile came back as quick as it dropped, letting him take some darts and infuse it with the gold metal, shaping it around to act as his own sniper rifle and firing them. Bronx counters with his own, as both bullets danced freely across the open space, one more refined than the other. Such imitation would only go so far as the darts broke before the bullets, the gold staining them, quickly enveloping around and held them in place, all for the sake of more darts to be shot and ricochet from the still projectiles to get a clean hit into Harvard's head, the latter taking the bullet for the Sniper so he can retaliate more.
The Card Magician was quick on cutting such a piece of his skull off, dropping it down and watching the gold spread like a cancerous disease, devouring the muscles and turning it to the same metal. He'd be a bit experimental as he brought over the Magic Seal, letting it capture the Gold and see if such was a counter against its infectious grip. When they made contact, however, the seal broke further, as Oyama-Don chimes 'II' on its sundial, preventing Harvard from getting his proper answer. "OH C'MON!" He'd shout, upsetting the dormant Dragon with his voice, the caverns shaking again as it tried to raise its arm from such a burial of stone to crush under whoever made it. The shadow that loomed over was more than enough to let Shady intervene and steal Harvard back down, once he was properly freed from such Maze Magic. Once he was taken back to Solomon, however, Khonum would intervene with Medjed's on all sides, attempting to recreate the same attack the three did before that missed Axel. Furthermore, Khonum would set up his cane to lock them in place so they're unable to escape from their position. In his mind, it was a definitive kill, or at least severe damage to incapacitate one of them.
What he didn't expect was the barrier to come down, blocking the shots and melding the same light it emits from Medjed's, spreading the beam out and rendering it useless as a result. The Mummy would be astounded by such a discovery, tilting his head and trying to reach out in an attempt to learn more, but was quickly interrupted by Zazel trying another star onto him, forcing the Mummy to use his cane and evade the shot once more, this time letting it try to crash into the barrier so it can expose the two. Such an attack would be successful, but by its holy nature, the damage was less than expected. "So it IS a Holy spell. The book's contents from this angle is nigh-impossible with that bloody flashlight for a defense, but the shadow encroaching around could be an indicator. Why would a demon figure be in such a holy book? Only one type of book exists, and if that's the case, that would be your magic styles of choice, wouldn't it? To weaponize both the Shadow and the Book's contents? Am I right on that?" The Mummy asked, prompting Solomon to roll his eyes.
"Yeah, and? Not gonna matter you keeping this knowledge if you're a dead man!" He'd retort, quickly setting up a Plagues of Egypt, in this case with locusts with innate diseases, to try and swarm the Mummy, hoping to damage him in boils and bites. To his surprise, the Medjed's reacted automatically, swiftly coming in and shooting down the insects before they reached him. It was clear these two may provide further trouble than one would hope for.