[b]"Oh shit!"[/b]

Arms Slave shouted as he collided in the air with.. Something. Some guy named Rocket Lancer and a rogue outlaw. Rocket Lancer suicide, granting the outlaw 6 exp for killing a player two level's lower then him. Both ended up getting nailed by Midnight Soloist's flailing arms, knocking them away from each other. Arms Slave was mostly fine though, a little over 75% health thanks to his armor. The rogue outlaw wasn't looking too pretty, but he was still standing. But not for long.

[b]"Aye robo girl! Think fast!"[/b] Arms Slave fired off a Chain Catch at the rogue character, pulling him towards Arms Slave. Arms Slave then moved himself in such a way that the chains were being pulled near Midnight Soloist, putting the rogue in her path. Arms Slave could kill the guy himself, but this seemed like it would be more fun.

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Meanwhile the Dissolutions were only getting more and more angry. Also growing in number. The five Dissolutions almost tear Faustian a new orifice if the Silver Streaker had not disrupted their path. Only one actually took damage, but the others were knocked out of the way. They fell to the floor but quickly got onto their nonexistent feet, looking at the new threat. They were about to lunge and attack the Silver Streaker when he dashed off. This confused the Dissolutions for a moment, before they simply settled to attack Faustian shift once more, since she was closest. They lunged at her again, this time a bit more spread out so that not all of them would be knocked away if Silver Streaker came in flying again.

Speaking of the other Dissolutions, the level 2 giant slime collided into the ground, creating a deep crater. But while toher giant creatures might have been stuck, the slime was flexible enough to move out without any difficulty. It noticed the new enemy, the Silver Streaker and Static. However it hasn't forgotten about Havoc either. The Dissolution knew no fear, even outnumbered as it was. Six giant claws sprouted from it's body, one claw as big as Havoc's own sword. The creature jumped into the air once more, spreading ti's body wide to crush everyone it could, it's claws extended so that it could try to grab or claw anyone it misses.

All the while even more Dissolutions started to spawn. Too many in fact. They came out from the ground like daisies, hungry for the digital fluids of the players. Some where charging straight at them with reckless abandonment, others took the time to fuse together into a larger level 2 form. Regardless, it seemed like more were being made by the minute. There wasn't even a way to retreat; the Dissolutions were spawning behind the players as well.

The scene was not much better elsewhere. The White Convoy did not expect the Dissolutions to spawn so suddenly, and many were wiped out upon the first wave. More then half of the players were killed, and the others were struggling to fend off the Dissolutions. Jukebox, Kitten, and Hellum were not safe as the Dissolutions lunged onto their ride as well, fighting to get inside. They clung onto the back, landed on top, or hanging on underneath. They slashed and stabbed their bone-like claws against the metal, doing small but noticeable damage with each strike. They screeched and screamed, as if they were trying to drown the players in sound. One managed to get inside.

Shadow Shot seemed to have no trouble during his ride. It was going to be a bit of a long trip between the Blue City and the Black City, but aside from that it was uneventful. At least until he got off the main road and towards the black city itself. There were so many dissolutions that it would not be hard for Shadow Shot to see them from a distance. But what he perhaps did not expect was for more to be spawned as he rode by. These [url=http://img00.deviantart.net/0dd2/i/2008/314/1/9/shadow_creeper_by_enolantis_by_enolantis.jpg]creepers[/url], like the slimes, simply spawned from the ground and were immediately ready to attack. They ran after Shadow Shot, at first a few, but within five minutes he was being chased by a veritable horde. And worse still, more were starting to spawn in front of him, allowing them to get closer, and closer, and closer, until a few could actually lunge out and try to pull him off his bike.