"Oh... be right back, need to buy a new brain, this one is running out of reasons to hate you..."

> "Oh... be right back, need to buy a new brain, this one is running out of reasons to hate you..." "well if you werent hearing blah,you have a serious hearing problem,and the brains are in the glovebox"

After a period of ten minutes, when the robot still has not returned through the portal, the rope starts retracting. However, as you do, the rope simply detaches from the portal, surgically severed at the point of contact. Apparently, it's a one-way trip, and the rest of the rope was simply phased out of this existence. If you were to go through this portal, there would be no guarantee of an easy return trip, nor would there be any promise of safety. Sensors can detect no energy moving from this other universe into this universe, but they do pick up a highly powerful energy signature. With an explosive burst, sensors across the lab start bursting. Mithias senses a power greater than he ever has, dwarfing anything that is, and anything that ever was. The enchantment that blocks off this dimension was forged by Alpha herself, and it wouldn't be long before it's arcane guardians became aware of this loophole. Already, the amount of energy concentrated in this area was singing hairs through it's mere existence, and if wielded could quite probably have destroyed the planet itself.

[Mia's Lab, Unknown Planet] As the ragtag group of adventurers run through the portal, they emerge in a strange, desolate place. A massive land of thick frozen icecaps spreads out before them, long plains of infinite snow, broken up only by great spires of ice that reach up into the sky. High above, there seems to be a frosted ceiling of frozen clouds, unmoving, blocking out all sight of the sky. While no sun is visible, light is provided by great crystals, which move around the sky seemingly randomly, spreading a blue glow. The very air seems to bite into the skin, the cold is so strong here. Any normal human would have frozen to death in a matter of seconds. Ten meters ahead stand two figures. First, there is Genocide, the always mysterious leader of the Omegans, leaning heavily on the shoulder of Toguro. There's a small pool of frozen blood in the snow, staining it red, and Genocide seems to be in pain. Most strange of all, however, is the enchantment placed on Genocide, which seems to be protecting him from the cold. It was clearly forged by someone other than Genocide, the aura is completely different. A high-pitched buzzing alerts those present to the presence of 5, even as Toguro turns to glare at them, showing his first sign of any real emotion other than excitement and contempt. 'You sons of bitches. Five! Kill them all! I'll protect Genocide!" There's no audible response, and Toguro doesn't wait for one, gathering all his power in his legs. With an explosive burst, he leaps high into the air, flying off into the distance like some long-distance projectile. Meanwhile, all that's left is the steadily increasing buzz of nanomachines, quite probably preparing to go on the offensive.

> [Mia's Lab, Unknown Planet] > As the ragtag group of adventurers run through the portal, they emerge in a strange, desolate place. A massive land of thick frozen icecaps spreads out before them, long plains of infinite snow, broken up only by great spires of ice that reach up into the sky. High above, there seems to be a frosted ceiling of frozen clouds, unmoving, blocking out all sight of the sky. While no sun is visible, light is provided by great crystals, which move around the sky seemingly randomly, spreading a blue glow. The very air seems to bite into the skin, the cold is so strong here. Any normal human would have frozen to death in a matter of seconds. > > Ten meters ahead stand two figures. First, there is Genocide, the always mysterious leader of the Omegans, leaning heavily on the shoulder of Toguro. There's a small pool of frozen blood in the snow, staining it red, and Genocide seems to be in pain. Most strange of all, however, is the enchantment placed on Genocide, which seems to be protecting him from the cold. It was clearly forged by someone other than Genocide, the aura is completely different. > > A high-pitched buzzing alerts those present to the presence of 5, even as Toguro turns to glare at them, showing his first sign of any real emotion other than excitement and contempt. 'You sons of bitches. Five! Kill them all! I'll protect Genocide!" There's no audible response, and Toguro doesn't wait for one, gathering all his power in his legs. With an explosive burst, he leaps high into the air, flying off into the distance like some long-distance projectile. Meanwhile, all that's left is the steadily increasing buzz of nanomachines, quite probably preparing to go on the offensive. Teo sees this "Ill go after Togy,You deal with the Nanomachines,So Leo,do what you do to my stuff to the nanomachine" Teo lights his cape on fire,and it shifts into a pair of flaming demon wings,he takes out his hammmer,and flies after togy "IM COMMING FOR YOU TOGY!" teo says in an exited manner "YOUR ANGER FEELS WONDERFULL"

Kevin stands on the planet, his aura flaring up upon contact, offering a kind of shield against the cold. Creed instead was spitting smoke quite literally, as his body worked overtime to keep him heated, his scales showing as they blocked off a percentage of the cold. They both were protected, but these protective measures were not infinite, and after this they would both need to find some way off the extremely cold planet. Creed sized up everyone around, sensing a battle, and he decided on his target. He also took off, running to get to Toguro, Kevin standing by for 5 to appear, looking around quickly. He didn't know exactly who this '5' was, but he would not go down without a fight, especially not on this icy rock.

Toguro looks back at the winged creature and the human coming after him. Another might wonder how one of them had grown wings, but Toguro was used to that kind of shit. He was a simple kind of man, he liked to hit things really hard, preferably in the face. Breaking things was what he did, it was what he was good at, what he'd always been good at. This whole protecting thing, it just wasn't his deal, he had no way to protect Genocide during a fight. 'Get back, I'll deal with this.' You see, Toguro was very simple indeed. He liked simple solutions to complex problem. The problem was that he couldn't protect Genocide from those two morons. As such, if he removed the morons from the picture, he'd be right as rain. The best part, of course, was that he got to use his speciality skill; punching things in the face. With another leap, Toguro moved closer to the assailants, crash landing in front of Creed and nearly crashing into Teo on his way down. He stood, unbothered by the frost, the grey surface of his hardened form covered in a thin layer of frost. In the far distance, a roaring sound can be heard, but it doesn't bother Toguro. The far more immediate problem was that these two would undoubtedly make a good fight, and there was nothing Toguro loved more than a good fight. 'Well then, which one of you little bitches has the balls to walk up first. I hope the cold's not slowing you down, because I'm not planning on holding back this time. 100%!' The burst of power was explosive. Toguro's form seemed to shiver, shifting and vibrating, and the ground trembled beneath his feet, as his physical strength went to 100%. Toguro's power allowed him to direct Kinetic Energy, to some degree, and turn it into both a shield that slowed attacks, and a fist that ripped apart walls. He was an indestructible wall of muscle, unbreakable by even the harshest of attacks, the paragon of the warrior. His eyes glowed with strength, a bright red light shining across his now black skin. He seemed to have formed into a different material completely, and it's clear that this would not be an easy fight.

> Toguro looks back at the winged creature and the human coming after him. Another might wonder how one of them had grown wings, but Toguro was used to that kind of shit. He was a simple kind of man, he liked to hit things really hard, preferably in the face. Breaking things was what he did, it was what he was good at, what he'd always been good at. This whole protecting thing, it just wasn't his deal, he had no way to protect Genocide during a fight. 'Get back, I'll deal with this.' > > You see, Toguro was very simple indeed. He liked simple solutions to complex problem. The problem was that he couldn't protect Genocide from those two morons. As such, if he removed the morons from the picture, he'd be right as rain. The best part, of course, was that he got to use his speciality skill; punching things in the face. > > With another leap, Toguro moved closer to the assailants, crash landing in front of Creed and nearly crashing into Teo on his way down. He stood, unbothered by the frost, the grey surface of his hardened form covered in a thin layer of frost. In the far distance, a roaring sound can be heard, but it doesn't bother Toguro. The far more immediate problem was that these two would undoubtedly make a good fight, and there was nothing Toguro loved more than a good fight. 'Well then, which one of you little bitches has the balls to walk up first. I hope the cold's not slowing you down, because I'm not planning on holding back this time. 100%!' > > The burst of power was explosive. Toguro's form seemed to shiver, shifting and vibrating, and the ground trembled beneath his feet, as his physical strength went to 100%. Toguro's power allowed him to direct Kinetic Energy, to some degree, and turn it into both a shield that slowed attacks, and a fist that ripped apart walls. He was an indestructible wall of muscle, unbreakable by even the harshest of attacks, the paragon of the warrior. His eyes glowed with strength, a bright red light shining across his now black skin. He seemed to have formed into a different material completely, and it's clear that this would not be an easy fight. Asura looked on. As much as he wanted to try his luck with toguro, he also wanted to deal with 5 as soon as possible.....but as he couldn't exactly do that, he'd have to handle toguro for now. "Let's do this." He said as he began resonating with arachne's soul. As he walked forward, he analyzed the situation, and smiled. He knew how this was going to end. "Well now you must be toguro." Asura said aloud "you're just as I imagined."

After nearly getting hit by toguru falling down,a literal lightbulb appears over his head,and he starts flying higher,after about another 100 feet heflies over a bit to over toguru,and just fall ,hammer in dunk positon,directly on toguru "please keep ya hands n feet in the vehicle at all times!"

Creed drew Clarent once more, and the sword burst alive with scorching flames. The sword summed up the target, Clarent unconsciously going through several formulas in his head. "Survival in a head-on, one-on-one fight: highly unlikely." Clarent looked at the others around them. They could make up for their lacking strength, though there would be casualties. The chance of survivability will raise, but not as much as they would hope. The sword's flames grew hotter as the blade vibrated with a fury, and the underlying pulsing of a heart. The heart of the flame, pulsing with anticipation. Such a strong enemy, he would be shown no mercy. Creed felt a power surging inside Clarent, such that the blade had never shown before, and he gripped the sword with both hands, before all hell broke loose. Flames burst from the sword, covering Creed, being absorbed into his every pore. Each lick of flame the Dragon Slayer absorbed boosted his power massively, spiraling higher still. His power doubled, no, Creed's raw power tripled before the flames died down, the man having a new gleam in his eye as he spun his sword with skill not his own, and stood, glaring at Toguro, smirking. "This is going to be fucking fun!" In all honesty, he was still not as strong as the large warrior, but this was all Clarent was allowed to spare. He tried to contribute more, but the inner seal of his blade form just wouldn't let him. The power was well hidden, seeming like all he'd done was what he normally would, devouring flames and being ready to fight. But the power crawled under his skin, waiting to burst forth.

Teo feels the eargerness of the Creed and gains a Dark crimson aura , empowering him and his hammer attack causing the would be attack to nearly double in power. "THE POWAH ,IT FEELS GOOD!!!" "NOW FEEL THE POWER,THE TRUE POWER OF EXITMENT " "TOGURU ,FACE THE LIGHT ,AS IT WILL BE THE LAST TIME YOU SEE IT BIYATCH!"

The buzzing of tiny machines grew louder in volume, as the presence of the arcane killing machines rapidly amplified. More and more souls seemed to enter the area, as if an entire army had gathered itself before Kevin. He could feel them in the air, surrounding him, hundreds of lifetimes, whispers driving into his mind. Flashes of white rooms, great black ships, a group of blue humanoids, singing in strangely melodic tones. Stories of another place and time, collected, being shown to you through the sheer psychic power of these souls' combined might. And even as he began to realize the true nature of the opponent he would face, it manifested before him. Billions of tiny devices locking into one another, forming large structures powered by Soular energy. legs formed, before an abdomen and chest took shape. Arms extended from the central mass, skin and clothing rapidly covering the mechanical insides. Last to form was the face, covered by Kevin's own mask. He stood before a carbon copy of himself, resonating with unfamiliar power. Kevin had of course heard of the schools of Soular magic, as many mages utilized it across the universe. It took many shapes, concentrated into many different forms, and given many different names. But there was one story he'd heard he was about to personally verify. The most aggressive form of Soular energy is lightning. Pulsing in each hand was a ball of crackling energy, as if ball lightning had been captured within them. One bright green, the other bright red, both puled to completely different rhythms, and yet complemented one another perfectly. A flow of energy across the entire form, the unity and balance of Soular frequencies, the highest level of Soular manipulation. Fused with the art of force manipulation, the power that flowed through other living things. 'You should not have come here. Your happiness to fight, your anger, it will be your downfall. Your past will return to haunt you, I would know.' It was Kevin's very own voice that spoke. Bolts of lightning struck near Kevin, the massive sheets of ice cracking and melting, telekinetic and electric power intertwining into a single blow, launching Kevin several meters back and covering him in burns, making use of the temporary surprise. This was no normal lightning, it was the manifestation of Soular energy. And in it he could feel... love? It was as if even as his flesh had been scarred, he had been injected with happiness, a weight lifting off of his mind. Paradoxically in this situation, he felt.... safe. ------------------------ Toguro didn't move an inch, as the hammer hurtled down towards him. He simply looked up as Asura joined the fray, not speaking a word, steady pulses of power still emanating from him. Then the bright red hammer struck his head. With an explosive burst of power, the hammers enchantments boosted the force of the blow a hundredfold, the weight of a house smashing down upon Toguro. With a deafening crack, the ice split and smashed beneath his feet, slanting and compressing. In a space smaller than a second, Toguro was pushed down through the surface of the ice, a great crater forming around the point of impact, shattered pieces of ice being pushed upwards around it to form a rim of frost. Toguro still stood straight, his head slightly tilted, the hammer on what would have been his temple. he hadn't moved an inch. At the top of his skull, moving down and barely visible, was a single crack. 'useless' With explosive force, Teo hit the ground, his hammer flying off into the distance, skidding over the ice. Teo struck the ice and stuck, gasping for breath, his face contorting as he could feel the pressure mounting, his throat being squeezed closed, his heart being squished into a pulp. Even as his cartoon physics activated, he could feel his own energy draining away, fighting to support him, his body flattening into a physically impossible pancake. With sustained force, it would take mere minutes for Toguro to simply overcome Teo's power reserves, crushing him. And all occured without a smirk, without a grin, without a boast. Toguro simply stood, and watched, and destroyed.

> After a period of ten minutes, when the robot still has not returned through the portal, the rope starts retracting. However, as you do, the rope simply detaches from the portal, surgically severed at the point of contact. Apparently, it's a one-way trip, and the rest of the rope was simply phased out of this existence. If you were to go through this portal, there would be no guarantee of an easy return trip, nor would there be any promise of safety. Sensors can detect no energy moving from this other universe into this universe, but they do pick up a highly powerful energy signature. With an explosive burst, sensors across the lab start bursting. Mithias senses a power greater than he ever has, dwarfing anything that is, and anything that ever was. The enchantment that blocks off this dimension was forged by Alpha herself, and it wouldn't be long before it's arcane guardians became aware of this loophole. Already, the amount of energy concentrated in this area was singing hairs through it's mere existence, and if wielded could quite probably have destroyed the planet itself. The vampire rightly hesitated and looked over at Bug. "Bug, if we go in there, it could be our end. Whatever this portal is, our entire universe seems to be against it. I say we close it. We quit. Remember, Genocide gave you that item. He wanted us to do this. We're being used like pawns, experiments even." He put a hand on Bug's shoulder. "Don't go in there. Let's stop here and go fight with the others. Maybe we can get Genocide to tell us more, rather than throw our lives away. You have to accept that Drac is gone."

> The buzzing of tiny machines grew louder in volume, as the presence of the arcane killing machines rapidly amplified. More and more souls seemed to enter the area, as if an entire army had gathered itself before Kevin. He could feel them in the air, surrounding him, hundreds of lifetimes, whispers driving into his mind. Flashes of white rooms, great black ships, a group of blue humanoids, singing in strangely melodic tones. Stories of another place and time, collected, being shown to you through the sheer psychic power of these souls' combined might. And even as he began to realize the true nature of the opponent he would face, it manifested before him. > > Billions of tiny devices locking into one another, forming large structures powered by Soular energy. legs formed, before an abdomen and chest took shape. Arms extended from the central mass, skin and clothing rapidly covering the mechanical insides. Last to form was the face, covered by Kevin's own mask. He stood before a carbon copy of himself, resonating with unfamiliar power. Kevin had of course heard of the schools of Soular magic, as many mages utilized it across the universe. It took many shapes, concentrated into many different forms, and given many different names. But there was one story he'd heard he was about to personally verify. > > The most aggressive form of Soular energy is lightning. > > Pulsing in each hand was a ball of crackling energy, as if ball lightning had been captured within them. One bright green, the other bright red, both puled to completely different rhythms, and yet complemented one another perfectly. A flow of energy across the entire form, the unity and balance of Soular frequencies, the highest level of Soular manipulation. Fused with the art of force manipulation, the power that flowed through other living things. 'You should not have come here. Your happiness to fight, your anger, it will be your downfall. Your past will return to haunt you, I would know.' It was Kevin's very own voice that spoke. > > Bolts of lightning struck near Kevin, the massive sheets of ice cracking and melting, telekinetic and electric power intertwining into a single blow, launching Kevin several meters back and covering him in burns, making use of the temporary surprise. This was no normal lightning, it was the manifestation of Soular energy. And in it he could feel... love? It was as if even as his flesh had been scarred, he had been injected with happiness, a weight lifting off of his mind. Paradoxically in this situation, he felt.... safe. > > ------------------------ > > Toguro didn't move an inch, as the hammer hurtled down towards him. He simply looked up as Asura joined the fray, not speaking a word, steady pulses of power still emanating from him. Then the bright red hammer struck his head. > > With an explosive burst of power, the hammers enchantments boosted the force of the blow a hundredfold, the weight of a house smashing down upon Toguro. With a deafening crack, the ice split and smashed beneath his feet, slanting and compressing. In a space smaller than a second, Toguro was pushed down through the surface of the ice, a great crater forming around the point of impact, shattered pieces of ice being pushed upwards around it to form a rim of frost. > > Toguro still stood straight, his head slightly tilted, the hammer on what would have been his temple. he hadn't moved an inch. At the top of his skull, moving down and barely visible, was a single crack. 'useless' > > With explosive force, Teo hit the ground, his hammer flying off into the distance, skidding over the ice. Teo struck the ice and stuck, gasping for breath, his face contorting as he could feel the pressure mounting, his throat being squeezed closed, his heart being squished into a pulp. Even as his cartoon physics activated, he could feel his own energy draining away, fighting to support him, his body flattening into a physically impossible pancake. With sustained force, it would take mere minutes for Toguro to simply overcome Teo's power reserves, crushing him. > > And all occured without a smirk, without a grin, without a boast. Toguro simply stood, and watched, and destroyed. "Well, now that's out of the way," Asura chimed in "let's get down to business." --- Kaos watched on. Having already hidden her soul wavelength perfectly before joining the fray. Not that 5 would've discovered her before the damage was done, but every bit counts. She held up the device lilith had designed for just this occasion, and with the perfectly timed press of a button, sent a large jolt of soular energy directly into 5 halfway through its preparation. A moment when, based on kaos' predictions, 5 was not only at its most vulnerable, but incapable of handling a sharp increase in soular energy. Resulting in most of the nanomachines falling from the air, utterly destroyed. The other nanomachines, few as they were, had taken enough damage to at least prevent them from being as destructive as before. With that, Kaos left. Though she had not destroyed the swarm like she had been sent to do, she saved a dude from instant pwnage, severely handicapped the enemy, and just like she predicted, no one had noticed her. ((Sorry Matt, but 5 could pretty much instakill the entire group on its own. Just evening the playing field. And before you try to prevent 5 from taking severe damage, let me remind you that kaos can see the future, so she would know how and when to get the job done, and would have set up plenty of failsafes in order to account for every other variable. Such as decoys, science-based forcefields designed to disintegrate anything that tried to get in, dimensional locks, stuff like that. Besides, toguro is still up and at full power, genocide is still alive albeit wounded, I left them because 5 had taken cosmos' place as the annoying one, and was the only champion of omega who could only be defeated with the help of mia, who is pretty much untrustworthy and sent the group to genocide's location without sending a way to deal with 5 or at the very least, render its soular energy based attacks ineffective, meaning she already failed to help defeat 5. Just saying...))

"ME SPLEEN " Teo yells as he rolls across re floor ,when he stops and is flatbed like a pancake ,he gets out a pump and reinflates himself "No possibility of using brute force ,need better plan" Teo presses a button on his goggles ,revealing a huge amount of soul energy radiating off of tog "Need a way to drain it ,there has to be a way,Think Teo Think!"he says while hitting his own head ,ten a lightbulb appears over his head "Eureka ! guys ill be right back!" He says as he flies back to the Tetris just before the hole was created,he the attacks the nanobots ,takes some of the broken ones,flies into the Tetris,and starts reverse engineering the nanobots to see how they drain souls,hopping to use it in his gauntlets and hammer,attempting to transform te technology to a leeching power rather then simply draining it ,and attempting to add a filter to percent togs consitinos from getting with the soul as he drains it. "Need some time ,Leo ,buy me some time!"

((If you weren't paying attention to the OOC, this is an official GM intervention message. Asura's post is rendered inert, as he performed an instakill, using a Deus Ex Machina, as well as his method of attack making no sense. Until his post is edited into something acceptable, it is to be ignored. Teo, as you have already reacted to this post, I would recommend you edit your post slightly. I like the idea of attempting to reverse-engineer 5, however, so if you want to work out a way to do something like that, feel free to PM me. My goal is not to kill you guys, it's to create a cool story.)) Using her foresight, Kaos had already sensed that some great force of ill will was moving. Dark omens lay in the future, and without heroes to slay the darkness, there was no doubt that the multiverse would be plunged into blackness. Her intervention had become necessary, and while it had taken a while, she had been able to predict where the Omegans would move next. It was clear they were following some pattern, although even she could not discern exactly what they were doing, nor why she could feel the strings of fate changing their course. As she arrived on this cold winter planet, suddenly, it was as if something burst into her head, screaming and clawing. And yet, even as she grasped her skull, gathering her will for a counterattack, she felt a strange serenity pass through her. Her vision seemed to fog and swirl, as before her very eyes, the fabric of the future and past seemed to intertwine. Thoughts and images passed through her, and she looked into the center of the fabric. There, she saw a brightness, an unspeakably terrifying light. Ten minutes later, Kaos awoke in the snow. Her body was covered in frost, her blood was freezing. It wouldn't be long like this before she died simply from the environment. But, despite this predicament, there were greater things to worry about. What had she seen? It was almost as if time had ceased to function, for just that moment. Something was severely wrong. ------------------ He could feel it. Pulsing beneath his feet, writhing and screaming against the pressure, the Infinity Shackle. It was here, it had always been here, every single time. Beneath him, the snow moved out of the way, the ice shattered and shifted, a hole forming. And, meters beneath this layer of frost, was a thick layer of steel. In the center was a trap door, marked with bolts and bars. Time and space had corrupted this place, but then it always had been. It felt like mere moments had passed since he had last set foot on that steel surface, and seen the locks burst open before him. It would not be long before he walked within. Soon, balance would fall, and the entire multiverse would be devoured into eternal destruction.

Kevin growled, instinctively knowing something was wrong, even in the time of pseudo peace. "Don't fuck with me!" He growls out,looking around, fighting the feeling of happiness. His magical aura flared up nearly instantly after the strike, and though it would not protect him completely from the lightning, the after effects were severely dampened, allowing him to fight the feeling and see, barely, but see nonetheless. He grunted as he wildly threw his hand out, hitting his carbon copy counterpart in the shoulder, breaking the machine apart into the nanobot swarm, and the bots that came into contact with his body burst into their smaller parts, destroying a small percentage of them. Crash had been activated in full, and a good sized crater formed, shaking the ground. The only think he could hope for was that 5 wasn't magic resistant... The best thing to pit against a machine like 5 is a magic that's made to destroy anything.

As Toguro stood there, he felt... heat. On the planet so cold it would freeze a human solid in seconds, a soft warm wind hit him. Upon further inspection, Creed was flying in the air above him, with a familiar ball of fire, three times its regular size, a massive sphere of white-hot flames. "Fire... Dragon... BRILLIANT FLAME!" The dragon slayer roared, a roar fit for a dragon, and heaved the massive ball of flames as fast as he could, sending it barreling down upon Toguro. With an attack of such magnitude, it wouldn't surprise him if he killed Teo as well as injuring Toguro. Oh well, casualties would have to be acceptable. He may not even kill him, but Toguro was his first priority and damn it, he would give it all he had!

> The vampire rightly hesitated and looked over at Bug. "Bug, if we go in there, it could be our end. Whatever this portal is, our entire universe seems to be against it. I say we close it. We quit. Remember, Genocide gave you that item. He wanted us to do this. We're being used like pawns, experiments even." He put a hand on Bug's shoulder. "Don't go in there. Let's stop here and go fight with the others. Maybe we can get Genocide to tell us more, rather than throw our lives away. You have to accept that Drac is gone." Bug sighs for a moment.....he looks at Mithias, a sadness in his insect eyes. "...Well...I..I gue-" Bug begins, as he then, mid word, leaps head first into the portal. "I'm either going to die, or end up in some strange world where things don't work as per normal....Just like old times." Bug thought, a slight grin forming across his face. "....Well...that just happened." Tsubaki says, looking as bug leaps into the portal, in what must be the most idiotic thing my characters have done in months.

Mithias' fanged maw hung open. He could not believe what Bug just did. The guy was crazy, saying one thing and yet doing another. "The poor chap." Mithias blinked, no longer in touch with the disturbed reality around him as he stepped toward the portal where bug had been. Bug was very likely now dead too, ripped apart by the center of a massive black hole on the other side of that magical door.... or did he go somewhere else? Deliberation and confusion showed on Mith's face as he, for only a brief moment of insanity, considered following Bug. "Am I ready to die?" He mused to himself very seriously. If he went through, he had to be ready for that likely result, yet if he stayed, he'd still likely die in the fight with Omega. Maybe he should go through...