IC (Hatann and Catapult Scorpion): The Toa of ice brought his sword down, and Hatann felt the temperature drop instantly. It went beyond freezing; it was the most intense cold he had ever felt, and his joints began to seize up with it. Moisture from the atmosphere began to coat his limbs with frost. If he had still had teeth like a normal Skakdi, he felt sure that they would be chattering so hard they would smash themselves to pieces. As it was, his stone body did not shake: it had altered beyond the simple reactions of flesh.
Majah's jet of water hit Hatann from behind, now frozen into pieces of ice in mid-flight due to the other Toa's power. Caught off-balance, the Skakdi tried to turn but his stone limbs were stiff and heavy, and he fell. The Toa of ice was on him quickly, a savage grin of triumph stretched across his white hau. He lifted one armoured foot and went to bring it down on Hatann's neck. It had been a clever plan, as Hatann now saw, to drop the temperature. Normally, stamping on a body made of living stone could do just as much damage to the stamper, but in the intense cold the Toa had induced, even stone became brittle and could easily be broken by the impact. The Skakdi was caught on the ground with his foe standing over him and his power turned to weakness. He couldn't even let the power go and return his body to its normal state without risking severe frostbite and permanent damage, and that still wouldn't solve the problem of the Toa stamping on his head.
It was all he could do to buy himself a little time. He tilted his wrist a little so that his mace was pointing at the foot as it descended like a bolt from on high, and triggerd its power. He reversed the foot's gravity. He didn't have the time or concentration to add any strength to the force, it was just a quick reversal. It didn't stop the boot from coming down, but it did throw off the Toa of ice's aim. He stamped on the street beside Hatann's head as the Skakdi rolled to the side, grabbed at the trigger of his zamor launcher and fired into the ground.
The black sphere struck the ground, and the next thing Hatann saw was nothing. Thick, oppressive blackness slammed into his eyes as all light in the immediate area was extinguished. Still, at least he knew it was coming: that was more than he could say for the Toa of ice, and, if he had been right about how close she was, Majah as well. He would have precious seconds before they realised what was going on and got themselves out of the dome of darkness he had created. He rolled upright and staggered forward as fast as he could. How close had he been to the edge of the street? His eyes found light again, and he got his bearings. The darkness filled the middle of the street, a dome of blackness about 5 bio across and half as high. He and the scorpion were on opposite sides, both equally close to the compound they had come to attack.
The scorpion, once again robbed of its target by the blackness, refocussed its attention on the last object of its destructive rampage - the protodermis purification building. It chitterd angrily as a fist-sized rock bounced off its tail and left a dent in the armour there, before it formed another ball of magma and hurled it skywards. With a rumble to rock and a hiss on steam, it smashed through a wall. Steam was soon joined by smoke as the heat of the magma was released and the plant began to burn.
After a few seconds rest, Hatann felt that the temperature was beginning to rise after the Toa of ice had ceased using his power, and felt safe enough to deactivate his transmution power and return his body to normal. The first thing he did as a being of flesh and bone was shiver. It wasn't as cold as it had been, but it was still wintry nonetheless. He was breathing heavily, and his breath smoked. He put a good distance between himself and the darkness, which was already beginning to break down around the edges. He hoped he would be in a good position to shoot either of the Toa once they became visible again.
GM IC (Lhikan): "Very good" Lhikan said, stepping out of a side-chamber and coming to shake the two Toas' hands. "Thank you very much for volunteering. I probably shouldn't have to say this but I will anyway, just to satisfy the protocols: This will be a highly dangerous mission, and you should understand that before you commit to anything. It is also of critical importance that what we do remains a secret from the Dark Hunters, so I will need oaths on your honour as Toa not to breathe a word of it to anyone not on the team." The Toa of Fire was grim as he spoke. He was used, by now, to having the weight of the city on his shoulders, and now that he might have a chance to save it, it pressed on him all the more heavily. He was determined to do this right at any cost.
IC (Turano): "I'll agree to that" the Toa of iron said as he walked into the meeting room. "I heard most of it on my way in" he shrugged. "My name's Turano, by the way. It'll be good working with you all".