Creed flew at Toguro at extreme speed, a flaming ball of arcane power. And yet, at the same time, Toguro saw the science fellow was building something, most likely a weapon. He would need to deal with both of them. Holding up his one remaining hand, he faced Creed, the more immediate threat. His black skin seemed to shift, as a blow of enormous force shot out of his hand, but instead of hitting creed head-on, it darted through the air with surprising precision. With incredible power, it struck from below, and even as Creed was inches from striking Toguro, he was launched upwards, his attack continuing for some distance into the sky.

As Toguro turned around, he found himself staring at the weapon, already fully formed and charging up. He wasn't sure how much power it had - it looked odd, to say the least - and in his current state he couldn't afford to find out. His power pulsed, the already shattered ice rolling like a sea of frozen shards. Even as Teo fired, his gun was thrown into the air, the giant beam of energy scorching a line in the now exposed steel plating of the ground below, molten steel dripping into now exposed corridors. Toguro, in the meantime, had only been lightly singed by the glancing blow, and he stood firm. Lava seemed to be crawling up his leg, however, already beginning to reform into a new arm.

Grunting, Toguro looked around. Pulses of energy traveled up his legs, tremors of force being observed into his powerful aura. He'd learned his lesson, these people weren't to be taken lightly. Even at full power, taking that blow head-on had hurt. And he doubted the science man would make the mistake of attacking him with the hammer again. But he could take them. And it wouldn't be long before 5 was done, too.

But where had the one with the scarves gone?

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As Asura flew over the frozen wastes, he realized, to his annoyance, that finding Genocide would be harder than he had thought it to be. For some unknown reason, Genocide's soul was identical to that of a human being, as was his magical aura. And while he should have stood out like a sore thumb, he was nowhere to be seen. What he COULD sense, however, was several large magical presences, heading in this direction. He couldn't tell what they were from this distance, but they definitely felt divine, they possessed god-magic.