The moment Calico landed on the space, he would cast his infection once more, now sporting it on the likes of Harvard and the two Plushies, aiming to face off against Anne on an even fight. The boy's body began to sweat madly, panting more than usual, feeling the effects of the virus himself. Even if he wanted to kill him or stall out long enough, the result would be the same. His health was low enough to get to the fifth life, such damage wouldn't be able to stack into the next body that quickly. As he'd try to pull himself together, one of the black lambs would materialize something for Harvard, a Handkerchief. Another would approach the boy and grab the handkerchief by its teeth, trying to wipe the sweat off of him. Calico recognized the small animals assistance and gave a small smile, at least being happy that he was being tended to despite the disturbances. "Aye....t'eh Black Sheeps. 'ey seem t'ah be takin' a likin' towards ye, boy." He'd speak, waving his hook towards them as a friendly gesture.
Harvard, despite losing such breath, would slowly pat one of the sheep on its head, taking the handkerchief for himself, though as soon as he touched it, he would come to a quick understanding as to what they do. He'd feel the cloth of the rag itself, feeling a warmth unlike any other, a soft touch that he'd wish to rest his head on.
Wool.
The boy looked on to see the wool was from the sheep's body, specifically on its side, his eyes widening and a smile growing on his face. His hope was there. He looked behind to see how many paces he needed to reach the Automation, looking towards Anne and nodding to her that he has a plan, both of them taking their dice and rolling them as they'd bolt for their designated targets.
13.
19.
The First mate would rush towards the Plushies, having them both swarm the likes of Calico, skewering and stabbing him once more, dropping his health back down, losing his fourth life and guaranteeing immunity from his own spell. Faust would also use its magic towards Saber, providing a contract to guarantee one of them would live, albeit at the cost of another, trying to copy his technique on surviving their own assault. Harvard, meanwhile, would have the sheep run as fast as their little legs can, guiding them like a pack of dogs pulling a sled, feeling his effects more and more. He'd see Zazel's body be quickly absorbed into the board, yet as he did, he could see one more spell on him. His own personal synergy. He'd use his spells in his arsenal along with Kimaris, before reaching at the Automation.
"Ring.....around....the Ro~sies."
"Pockets....full....of Po~sies."
He was running out of time. He'd have the sheep's wool be transformed by his own will, throwing himself straight into the metal turret, having his weight strike against the metal in order to knock the monster out of his confinement.
"Ashes...Ashes...."
He'd reach his hand out, the wool quickly enveloping the boy in a cocoon, his cards entering in the Lesser Monster. He'd close his eyes as he braces for the attack, feeling a soft rumble from within the Automation.
"We all....fall....DOWN!!!!"
SHIKK!!!
Silence. Nothing else was coming out on Harvard's end. The infection quickly dispersed away from Calico as he'd come back from death once more, his fifth life now on his hands. Not only that, he'd be face to face with the beast itself, Saber, now on Anne's side, the contract using Faust's body to cheat Saber's death once they both were taken down by the virus. The two pirates stood there in silence, looking upon the wool, seeing if there was any life left in it.
KA-BOOM!!!!
A beam of light, as golden as the land they're stepping on, a beam that pierced through the very sky, extending towards the outer reaches of his very world. A Beam that would be seen everywhere, depicting a face within its cylindrical walls. A face of a pharaoh, one lost to time. Such energy was so much, it nearly broke the land itself, forced to be welded together to ensure everyone still remains ashore. Such a light began to dissipate as Harvard would be seen standing, a new form taken by him: Shackles that were wrapped around his hands and legs, the chains being broken. His hair flared backwards, acting like a flame that flowed amidst the winds. His body was built at an impossible level, small parts of his muscles forming into an image of an ankh, one against his back, another on his chest. His body was wrapped in linen cloth, trinkets stapled onto each and every one of such bandages, as well as golden metals that served to be a personal armor on his shoulders, knees, and stomach. His face would be just as golden, mimicking the death masks of the many pharaohs that were long gone.
He's fused with Osiris itself.
"You know...had I not got those sheep...I don't think I could've done it. Osiris is... the ONLY Monster I've never been able to pull off easily. His price is way, WAY higher than what I can manage. I had to put in double work to make sure it's successful." He'd start, his mouth not even opening as he spoke such words, pointing upwards to show that, even with the assistance of the sheep for providing such energy, he had to still pay half of his health bar for the transformation. "The moment I found out how they made the little napkin...I had to take the chance. Every single piece of their wool had to be constructed into a giant battery with enough energy to summon it. I have you to thank for that, Calico." He'd finish, as he'd stare down towards his opponent, finally having the chance to use his Monster Magic to secure his life, finally having the chance to stand again.
"Let's finish this..."