"Taiyoooooh!" - Ancient battle cry of the Solar Child civilization
Tolstoy smiled. He finally had Vanargand's new successor in his grasp, along with four terrenials. It had taken twenty-two slimes, one-hundred and six ghouls, ninety vorns, thirty-three orcs, forty-one lizardmen, and more ghouls than Tolstoy cared to count to get Lucian to slow down. This wasn't counting the robots he'd brought along and those curiously murderous crows. Lucian was destructive, even without his favorite weapon along. If the kid was backing him up, Tolstoy knew it would have taken much longer to capture Lucian. (Bringing along this many troops had seemed like overkill an hour ago.)
When the Immortal saw a woman with a massive rocket launcher coming, he decided to skip the gloating and get out of there. He did not have many more minions left in the area thanks to Lucian. He had ruins to explore and announcements to make while waiting for the new moon.
All Carmilla had left of Lucian was the spear and scythe discarded on the ground.
The situation in the Culiacan area was bad. The Immortal, Tolstoy, had crippled the Solar Gunners since he made a number of robots all-but-immune to Sol element. It was a very effective diversion. Lucian was not the only hero making things go kablooey that evening.
You might be thinking, 'Clearly if the robots are absorbing sunlight-based attacks Aaron would be stealthy until he found alternate means of doing damage. Like the rest of the gunslingers."
You would be wrong. With Solar Boys they have a problem solving process that tends to go as follows:
Shoot it with sunlight. Shoot all the enemies with sunlight. Charge up energy from the sun and use that to move some blocks around. Summon some sunlight to light up the area. If you can't find your way in a weird forest, wait until it is sunny out and you'll be able to use your shadow. Blow up walls with sunlight dynamite. Restore dead plants with sunlight-powered magic. If someone is cursed, use some morning dew that contains power from the sun. If it doesn't die, laser it with more sunlight. If sunlight is burning you because you are half-vampire then take another vampire and be there in the middle of the sunlight lasers and let the sun in everyone's hearts fix it. If vampires block out the sun, build a solar-powered space cannon.
Sunlight fixed everything, at least according to Solar Boys.
Aaron, only having Toasty along with him, was no exception. His solution to solar bullets doing absolutely nothing was to use a solar trance and punch robots with the power of the sun. He made a nice little localized patch of bright daylight for the robots he destroyed. He blocked stuff with his shield while recharging to do more sun-powered martial arts.
The situation in the Culiacan area was bad. The Immortal, Tolstoy, had crippled the Solar Gunners since he made a number of robots all-but-immune to Sol element. It was a very effective diversion. The gunslingers did everything they could to protect the town. They took out the monsters first while distracting the robots. They got as creative as they could but were still in serious trouble. Those with Tove were the only people doing real damage to the invaders.
They now knew it was not actually vampires this time. Tolstoy made an announcement. People were deeply concerned by the announcement Tolstoy made where he said this was only a prelude.
Django could have sworn he heard his mother's gentle voice again as he ripped apart patrolling machines. At least the timing was good for taking advantage of his Lunar heritage. Moon bugs filled the air with their green glow and followed in Django's footsteps. The full moon seemed to show him the way.
You still have work to do. There are people who need your help.
Solar gunners were, understandably, shooting at Django. It was the logical course of action to a vampire showing up during a crisis. It made helping considerably more difficult. If it were not for the moon bugs, he would have been in a lot more trouble.
Cornered Guildswoman heard "Taiyooooh!," as she was running from a spider-like robot. Django pounced on the bot and his dark-encrusted spear busted through a solar barrier before chopping off metal legs. She was momentarily distracted by the sight of swarms of moon bugs. He left before the woman started shooting at him too. He knew the bugs would take care of her injuries.
He saw a guildsman retreating very quickly and turned to see a large creature that he could only describe as toothy chasing the guildsman. It shambled along on six legs, had yellow fur, and a mouth that seemed way too big for its body. The teeth on it were small, pointy, and in dozens of rows. It wasn't a robot, but looked to have a solar element affiliation. Django enchanted his spear and got to work.
Aaron was not doing too good. Lucian was a bad influence. Instead of being careful and sneaky like most gunners, Aaron was used to following the path of destruction left by the Dark Swordsman. He was great at fighting even when there was no Lucian to draw aggro, it was just a lot slower going.
Kay and Earnest did all they could. There were just too many people that needed to be saved. The two urged Aaron to go get to Lucian while they helped the town. Alice went to see who from space, if anyone, she could call.
Aaron had faith that Lucian would keep fighting until they could get to him.
It was a surprise when he ran into Carmilla first.
Aaron had to ask, "Where's Lucian?! Have you seen him?!" The frown was to her what open weeping was to other women. It was more emotion than she ever had showed to Aaron. Aaron's heart sank.
While Aaron and Carmilla were on their way back to help the guild, Django was still fighting the bizarre beast in front of him. Django's spear cut deep into the leg of the toothy abomination for the umpteenth time. He was starting to wonder how long it would take to kill this thing when it changed.
The abomination growled, turned black, and charged at Django. Django jumped aside and found his dark magic glanced off the black fur. It had changed elements. Django sliced at it more and made not even a scratch.
Django frowned. He could run, but he could smell more living humans in this area. Nothing would be stopping this monster from going after them next.
He pulled out the Gun De Sol.
Notes: Doubt this will be done by Halloween. Maybe I should go back and fix stuff like inconsistent capitalization, terrible plot, make it more canon-compliant to avoid some of the plot holes. Filling in the plot is taking more words than I thought it would.