FAMFRIT vs. Party One: Altair/Ofelia/Siana.
As the last round of attacks burst against the armor of the Darkening Cloud, Its hulking form swaying unsteady in the air above, Famfrit began to act once again. Instead of offering Its familiar round of magick, however, the ewer was sent spinning up into the sky, the chain leading upward disappearing ominously into the Mist.
The warnings of Its final assault were not to be ignored.
A noise grew around them, first softly against the pelting rain but quickly growing closer, heavier, like the rush of tidal waves, as if they were being summoned, here, on the streets of the Tenement District itself. Absurd, perhaps, but the water around their feet swelled even more, moving up to shins and knees, flooding the shattered street and broken buildings, adding to the damage already incurred. Lightning burst up above them now, shattering down to the nearby buildings, illuminating the district briefly and allowing fragmented glimpses of the hellish scene around them.
They had moments to run, to get to safety or to simply grab on to something solid. The sounds of Tsunami quickly overcame all else, and soon too did the rushing tower of water, barreling through the street toward the party, washing away the bodies and debris around them—the final wrath of the Sea.