@thewizardguy@Snarfulblast

Eclipse was now the only one left riding on the flying ice dragon (I think). He gasped as the swarm of flying papers hit them, zipping around and slicing a multitude of small, surgical incisions into both the dragon and himself. Quickly, he called upon his regenerating strength. "Shield of innocence." A translucent spherical forcefield surrounded the dragon and pushed the blade-like airplanes away. Holding them at bay, Eclipse felt the source of their control, as he could always tell when an entity was not acting by its own will. His head turned to follow the sight of the man with the floating child over his head as they flew by, Kiyoki. Eclipse and the dragon rounded a corner, leaving the dragon emperor's champion behind.

"Albert! Can you breath on these paper planes?" Eclipse didn't have all the magic in the world, but in times of great need he always somehow managed to give just a little extra. For the moment, he warded himself and the dragon.

Adam was dead. Mithias looked at the bloodsoaked room and couldn't believe it. He was alone. The whole building was probably empty at this time of night. Not even a single alarm had rang. He walked over to Adam's desk. The guy had probably killed millions of people by turning them into ghouls, and yet even Adam's well-deserved death left Mithias with a tiny twinge of guilt. That was just the way Mithias' heart was, fucking broken.

With Adam gone, the humans would have another edge, but with Adam gone, there would be less reason for them to join up and fight. As far as Mithias could tell, Adam was part of the problem. He was just another murderous megalomaniac. His attacks on humanity had been for his own amusement, and to goad the mortal species into a desperate frenzy, instigating it to war with the nocturnal gods. The eternal war never needed to escalate to this scale. Perhaps now, it could recede.

Mithias looked over Adam's desk. There was nothing of note except an intricate key. Mithias picked it up for some reason. The wind against the windows of the skyscraper could be easily heard by a vampire through the walls, it was eerily soothing. Mithias took a pen and wrote on a scrap of paper on the desk that had been neatly decorated on the edge by a spec of blood. He wrote, after a moment of consideration, "... I'm going away for a while. - M.V." He trailed the final line of his name through the blood mark.

He dropped the pen and stepped back, solemnly admiring the scene. "Well... Time to find God." This world-walking thing was dangerously easy. He prepared himself, and crossed through once again.

@Snarfulblast@supertinyking@Stephanie Dola@Angel of Light

A large undead-looking being seemed to step out of thin air, as if sent there by personal teleporter. And yet this being seemed twisted, an abomination of flesh and power. Valentus growled inside his helmet, as his entire being rejected the presence of this creature as an ally. Had the need not been great, he would have slain the beast right then. But the one further thing he could sense was that this creature, as abominable as it was, was not directly linked to the powers of Chaos. "Slay the ones who wish to capture the Colonel. After this, I will ensure Judgement falls upon you." He was already fairly certain of the sentence. Natural or not, such an abomination could not be allowed to live. Mankind was created in the Emperor's image, and that image they must retain.

On the positive side, it seemed that the witch girl would fight by their side. She erected some form of arcane shield, before retreating. If she were planning on fleeing the field of battle, Valentus would have little methods of tracking her. However, he would have to set aside such concerns for a moment, focusing on ensuring the continued survival of those he had decided to protect.

A hail of armour-piercing bullets hit him from the side, the heavy calibre rounds seeming to bend around him and hit the ground at his feet. The deflection field projected by the Iron Halo was the physical representation of the Emperor's protection, and His hand was the one that turned aside the weaponsfire. These bullets didn't have nearly enough punch to make their way through the force field, let alone his armour. But the mere fact that they were being fired with such accuracy posed a potential threat. If whomever was using this weapon got access to a more high-powered weapon, they might be able to deal some damage. He estimated their position based on the direction the shots had come from, and discovered the gunner to be a woman on a rooftop surprisingly far away. He raised his weapon and fired a volley of rounds towards the strange figure, hoping to deal enough damage to incapacitate them.

The immense bolter rounds flew around White Rabbit's head. Whilst the Bolter was not an incredibly precise weapon, especially at long range, a couple of the rounds did make contact with her void shields. Instead of being turned aside, White Rabbit's forcefield seemed to attempt to block the kinetic energy the attack represented, but after a single volley the shield was completely destroyed. Each round had a depleted uranium core and an adamantium tip for maximum weight and punching power. In addition to the explosive charge present in each round, this presented a storm of nearly unstoppable death. Even the perhaps more sophisticated technology used in the Void Shields was forced to buckle under the strain, and White Rabbit would not be able to withstand another volley without getting directly hit. The way these rounds tore through the buildings and walls around her also indicated that taking cover would not be an option.

However, she had certainly performed her job admirably as a distraction, and she had forced Valentus to divert his attention from the crashing transport. At close range the volley she had tanked would almost undoubtedly have been lethal, as each of the rounds would have struck true. As such by absorbing the firepower she managed to ensure a safe landing for Solaire. Unfortunately, the Daemonhammer meant that the Terminator would not be any less dangerous in melee than he was at range, in fact he would be far more deadly a foe.

@Wraithblade6@Snarfulblast
Kiyoki smiled as Blarg landed in front of him, the Murloc pulling out one of the spines that portruded from his skin to be used as a sort of improvised dagger. The amphibian shot forward with surprising speed, and for a moment it seemed like the blade would find it's way into the mage's neck. However, a blast of force knocked Blarg back, as if an expanding bubble of force had picked him up and thrown him back. A piece of paper with strange symbols on it briefly materialized, before disintegrating. A paper ward, guarding it's user's life. It would be impossible to estimate how many such protective wards Kiyoki possessed, nor whether all of them would be so friendly as to deposit the attacker unharmed. Like fighting an almost literal bag of tricks.

Kiyoki tucked the fetish back into his kimono once he saw the forcefield envelope the dragon. The swarm of shikigami retreated, flying into the windows and doors of the palace to once more return to wherever they were normally stored. It would be pointless to expend so many tiny contracts for a mere momentary distraction, as Eclipse seemed capable of completely warding off the tiny attacks. But the Shikigami were far from the only method of attack Kiyoki possessed, as he smugly observed the situation.

"Now, I must question whether it was one of you gathered here who unleashed the Serpent. You see, the enchantment on that blade was powerful enough that even I could not break it. Only one the blade considered worthy might remove it, and yet you somehow destroyed it completely. It was a rather surprising turn of events, to be sure." His voice was magically altered, transported wherever he wished it to go. Albert and Eclipse heard him as if he were standing in front of them, instead of far below on the palace grounds. "Of course, for the moment it doesn't really matter. Someone within your group unleashd the beast, and you thought you would abuse the opportunity for revenge, did you not? It was an impulsive action, and a foolish one at that."

Kioki gestures at the wall surrounding the city of Aegis with one hand, smiling. Faintly, movement could be seen atop the wall, like a swarm of shadows slowly shifting place. "Of course, I have no intention of killing you, as of yet. You will form most useful tools in stopping the Serpent, whom I'm afraid to say might break through even our defences. And after, I believe I will add you to my collection. I have very few specimens from other worlds, and I would be quite interested in seeing how you got here." While both Albert and Blarg might be confused as to how calmly he spoke, Eclipse had already realized what he had done to ensure their cooperation. On the walls outside the city he could see hundreds of people, thousands, holding hands in a chain. They were praying, convinced that their presence would ensure the victory of the warriors below. Entire families stood there, in between Yamato no Orochi and the palace where the Emperor resided. And it was clear to anyone watching that Yamato would not stop to save a few thousand lives. All this Kiyoko seemed to have orchestrated in advance, anticipating their return and their use. "Now, I'm sure you heroes have a job to do, no? Don't worry, my allies are too busy fighting the serpent to give you much notice, and not stupid enough to attack you while you're assisting. Mostly. Have fun!"

With a little smile and a wave Kiyoki continued walking, heading towards where the giant hydra was beginning to reach land. He could be stabbed or shot with relative ease, but then again, without him the people on the walls might be slaughtered. And with his many wards in place, who knew how effective even a sneak attack would be? It was a setup that could not be escaped, as their morality would force them to obey his will and protect that which they had come to destroy.

@Wraithblade6Albert turns around to land next to Blarg, laying down to let Eclipse off of his back."Dammit, that bastard. We have to save those people, or at least me and you angel boy." Albert growls aloud,"If me and you save the people Blarg could go after that spirit user, although his magic will only effect shadows Blarg's magic if very effective of making people believe it does more than it actually does."

@thewizardguyBlarg has completely ignored Albert and has followed as close behind Kiyoki as he could, he's acting like a duckling following a mother duck. Blarg begins to gurgle what seems to be some sort of tune although no one would actually understand it. Blarg had no sense of morals he was a creature of impulse and nature, he followed his base instincts, so him following Kiyoki might surprise the man. Why would this thing follow him? What did it want? He would probably ask himself these and many more questions while Blarg was following him.

@Stephanie Dola@Angel of Light@supertinyking@thewizardguy"Ok dude. It's time to unleash the power of metal,so you take care of shooter over there and I'll kill these guys then be on my way." Rex flips his axe around, the axe head pointed towards his legs and the handle is pointed up towards his head he begins to make the motion of what one would assume was playing the guitar. As he does this he turns himself to face the landed drop-ship, and a wave of sound so loud and strong blast back the clone soldiers and their leader keeping them from advancing, while they can't advance Rex moves forward upon reaching the first clone he stops flips his axe back to the proper way and brings it down on the persons head splattering brains all over the place the sound has stopped."Who's next to face my axe?" He yells at the forces in front of him, he lifts his hand and shoots a bolt of pure death at he next clone dropping him dead instantly."Come on fight me like men, so I can write my next METAL SONG!"

@kishin asura@Stephanie Dola @thewizardguy @Angel of Light

"Shit"
"SHIT, WE'RE GOING DOWN!"
"Shit, he just shot down a ship with a side arm?!"

These are the reaction of The Mystery Woman, Luicen, and David as the clone drop ship begins to crash into the ground, the sound of metal bending, and of a few screams of pain tearing into the air, only to be drowned out by the firing of guns. Quickly, a blade emerges from the ship, and Lucien carves open a door though the side of the sip that was facing the conflict, the ship having been sliced into the ground sideways, as it was saucer like in shape. From this hole torn though metal, out streamed what looked to be humans, in basic body armor wielding weapons of lesser quality than those of the Dominion troops. They take cover behind their ship, as the Colonel opens fire on them at first, as well as his remaining men, pinning the clone soldiers down either behind, or in their ship. That is, until a towering man steps forth, his long brown hair waving in the wind, a run of the mill long sword in his grasp. His body had little armor, or clothing, other than some ornate armbands, and some armor on his legs, which were clothed in red pants which seemed slightly re-enforced with more fabric. All in all, it seems like the rain of laser fire, and bullets should tear him apart easily, but this is not the case. Using his blade, he seems to defect the traditional arms fire, while the bolts of energy seems to not even effect him.

"Stop firing the Laz-guns, that's Lucien! Get back, everyone fall back, he's about to go berserk!" David warns, fear filling his eyes. David fires even faster, feathering the trigger to try and fire his pistol as fast as possible, however it is only 6 more shots before he is forced to reload, and Lucien gets his chance. He points a finger at the Colonel, and David's fire arm is sliced apart by a ray of energy, and it pierces David's body, sending him stumbling backwards, blood leaking from the wound. With the Colonel incapacitated, Lucien turns to the Space Marine. "You, unknown element....Cease your attack, you are fighting for the wrong side." Lucien calls out, taking a fighting stance. He was hoping for peace, expecting an attack.

The Mystery Women dashes across the battle field, moving like a blur of light, her destination obvious, Lina. However, she had to dash across the ground, no longer conveniently placed gunships for her to hop along. However, rather than leaping into the air to attack Lina, the woman stops, still on the ground, still holding her branch that apparently can cleave though ship grade materials. "Please, Mage, don't attack! Run, we can handle this, but you need to leave this place. Near by, another ship will land, and we can get you out of here. Do not trust the Dominion, for they will betray you when their need for you is gone." The woman yells, obviously imploring Lina to simply leave.

Rex finds himself sorta ignored, the clone troops rushing to capture David, and David's men retreating to get reinforcements. This means, he is totally free to-
Appearing beside Rex, from a tear in the fabric of reality, Asura finds himself spat out into this conflict, left to figure out what the hell is going on. He can either watch from a distance, engage the Space Marine, which maybe a bad idea, judging from their soul, engage the mage, fight the priestess, or fight the warrior wielding the long sword, who's soul is a brilliant gold. What will Asura do? Find out, next time on Hell's coffee lounge Z!

@supertinyking"Aww what no fight. Fine then instead of killing you guys I'll help." Rex looks at the few dead Dominion and clones scattered around,"Time to raise the dead." Rex hands glow a sickly green and that glow transfers to the dead raising them as ghouls."Listen to my will ghouls capture those official looking bastards and bring them to me." The ghouls rush forward ignoring the clones and going after the Dominion forces.

@Snarfulblast
The Dominion forces seem quite frightened by this, and open fire, their fear over-riding their orders to retreat. In fight or flight, apparently they choose fight. However, the armor of the zombies prevent damage that would destroy them, and soon, the dominion forces are over-ran. One soldier takes a shot at Rex, thinking if he took Rex out, it'd stop the undead.

@supertinykingThe shoot scratches Rex's shoulder pad leaving nothing but a burn mark,"Ha weakling your weapon is ineffective." Rex runs up to the man who shot him and brings his axe down on the man cutting him in half."Who else wants to die?"

@Snarfulblast@supertinyking@Stephanie Dola@Angel of Light
Fighting and talking, politics occurred around this area that were of no concern to him. The Colonel had been his reference, a link to his homeworld, a representation of the law he served. Those who broke the law were sinners, heretics turned against the ultimate good represented by the God Emperor. Whilst they might think themselves to be moving of their own volition, those who turned against the God Emperor were mere puppets to the Dark Gods, who so violently opposed the order He embodied. Those who had fallen to heresy were enemies of life itself, and the only cure was death.

Of course, all that fell to naught in the face of the sin performed next to him. The abomination raised the dead, perverting nature beyond it's original purpose. Such was an act of twisted and dark power, forbidden for good reason. With this act of heresy the being revealed it's true nature, a mere pawn of darkness, an agent of evil. The Paladin reprised himself for having considered fighting by the creature's side, as the air around him became visibly hotter. Sigils on his armour glowed up, as the sky became darker.

"An abomination dares stand before the Instrument of the God Emperor. You will be purged from this life, to return to your dark masters." White flames played across the Terminator's armour, as he reached deep inside for power. When he raised his left hand, tongues of flame seemed to lick the ground around him. The undead turned, fear penetrating their fallen souls, as they realized the form of the magic that was to come. A power derived from absolute order, absolute purity. A pillar of white glowing flame twisted around Valentus, and as he splayed his fingers the full fury of the Apocalypse was unleashed on the foolish undead. "I am the Hammer, Instrument of His WILL!" Those were the last words holding back the wave of purging fire.

A blast of flame emerged, swallowing everything in the general direction he pointed. The zombies, as well as those agents they had defeated, were consumed by divine fire. Rex found himself struck by the force of a small nuclear missile, his body torn and burned as his mind and soul were torn to shreds. His very being was bathed in an inferno of pure order, a cataclysmic attack. Nothing was left untouched, as an area the size of a football field was completely engulfed. It was as if the sun had stepped down from the Heavens to have coffee on Earth.

When the flames cleared, it was as if the entire area had been cleansed of impurity. Those risen from the dead had been annihilated, not even their ashes remaining. Rex lay in the centre of the area, mere luck and stubbornness allowing him to cling to life. Those clone soldiers caught in the blast were similarly annihilated, and yet the soldiers of the Dominion appeared unharmed. They stared at their arms and legs, surprised by their continued non-vaporised-ness. The only exception would be those among them of inhuman origin, clones, or those who harboured heretical thoughts. All those things that would be considered 'impure' by the standards of the Space Marines had been purged, the only thing to survive was Rex.

The Terminator Paladin noticeably sagged within his armour, spending a moment to catch his breath. Apocalypse was the greatest spell used by the Paladins, and one was not supposed to cast it on their own. By doing so he had risked his mind and body. However, the risk had been a necessary one. He would display the power of the God Emperor to the heathens, and give them a single chance at redemption. A single window for the Emperor's Mercy to save them. He turned to the Clone forces, taking a step forward with hammer raised. Lucien found himself the target of perhaps unwanted attention. "I am the instrument of the God Emperor of Mankind. My actions are his will made manifest, and the absolute justice of the universe. You choose to face the tools of the government, to rebel against those that protect this world. Lay down your weapons and submit to the Emperor's will, or feel His wrath."

The Terminator was tired, of course. But he would keep fighting. He'd never stopped for the last 50 years. And if he were to meet his death at the hands of these heretics, he would die atop a mountain of corpses.

@supertinyking@thewizardguy"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK! THAT HURT!" Rex surprised himself by how he was able to get up, using his axe like a crutch he walked, slower than the pace of a turtle, toward the drop-ship. Upon reaching the ship he sits inside hoping that the guy who had blasted him with that damnable power of light didn't have enough energy to do it again."HEY TALL GUY STANDING NEXT TO THE DUDE IN ARMOR, WORD OF ADVICE. EITHER RUN AWAY NOW, OR FINISH HIM OFF WHILE HES WEAK." Rex yells at Lucien, he coughs up what would be considered by normal people blood, but it looked more like black sludge."Fuck no more shouting for a bit."

@thewizardguy
All of the Dominion troops, save the one which had shot at Rex, appears unharmed. They marvel at the fact they are alive. However, Lucien was caught directly in the blast..and emerged unharmed. Tired, panting, but unharmed. Some how, he'd managed to survive the attack, and he seemed to be in an exhausted state like the terminator. "...That...was impressive....I must admit....but..I..will not back down. Not to you, not to anyone. The emperor..The One...I'd rather die, than obey them." Lucien says. It was obvious, Lucien knew he would die there. He'd spent his energy, just to survive that attack, and he was now drained. He awaited the Terminator to end his life, a single shot from the bolter, and it'd be all over for the warrior of sunlight. But he refused to back down, knowing it would not matter. If the dominion captured him, a fate worse than death awaited him.

@Snarfulblast
Several clone troopers rush to the aid of rex, but they are unsure of how to help him with his injuries.
"Sir, what species are you? Our medic may be able to help." One clone soldier says, a woman with long silver hair, and orange skin. Another man, with a red cross stitched onto his armor, rushes to Rex's aid. "Yea, just tell me what you are, and I'll get to work patching you up, right quick." The man says, his face covered by a surgeon's mask.

@supertinyking"Im a Lich a creature of death, I'll heal overtime. But I'll heal faster if I'm near a graveyard or a lot of death.But because of that attack it'll take twice as long, fucking holy magic. But you can treat my wounds and it'll help my recovery a lot." Rex coughs up more sludge,"Also don't touch that stuff I'm coughing up, it'll kill you." He looks out across the battle field,"That tall dude who is he?"

@Snarfulblast
"Lucien, the strongest clone alive...." The woman says, and, in a cartoony fashion, hearts float around her. The medic sighs. "He's not the strongest. He's the most powerful. Gorda, is stronger..But Lucien is a marvel. He is human, nothing special genetically, but he's found a power to surpass the strongest creatures our rebellion has ever encountered. It's astounding...." The medic says, obviously quite impressed by Lucien. "..but I think this is where he dies. That flame attack, it drained him, I can tell from here. One shot from that hand cannon the armored fellow has, and it's good bye...." The medic says, grimly. The Orange woman snaps out of her day dreaming, getting a bit angry. "Damn...I don't think we can do anything to him, can we?" She asks.
"...No...it'd only lead to our deaths...fuck, litch, how lethal is your blood?" The medic asks, obviously thinking of something.

@supertinyking"Enough to kill a small town if mixed into the water supply. But with that armored guy it'll probably do jack shit." Rex wipes his mouth and flings some of his blood onto some nearby flowers which wilt instantly."See."

@supertinyking@thewizardguy@Stephanie Dola@Snarfulblast
While under responding fire from the enemy, Rabbit took care to try and understand how his weapon worked, using her timepiece to speed up these efforts. It was apparent what he was using were essentially "miniaturized" rockets. However, what was more intriguing to her was how the Bolt weapons inflicted damage. Her void shields had gone down, stressed out from "moving the bolts somewhere else", as she was incapable of taking sustained fire from such a weapon.

By the time the situation started to involve undead Liches and their minions, White Rabbit had already went down the hill opposite the side facing the battle, and had set up a couple dozen mortar emplacements with her superior speed. That hadn't been in her duffle bag, but rather, her Timepiece. She had no intention of using it in front of anyone as it was overkill, but there was no one else here. With that task done, she moved up the hill again, only to be greeted by the sight of a new sun being temporarily born on this planet.

"Tch-" So that was the full capability of that walking tank. It was certain that his abilities were connected to how he had evaded her high powered rounds. Rather than her void shields, which "sent attacks somewhere else", his ability "deflected" attacks.

"I suppose this is where the fun begins. Hoh. " It seems that the chips were finally going down on the table, and both sides of the conflict were going all in. Without a doubt, they were currently at a disadvantage. However, after someone had reached the peak of the hill, there was no where to go but an easy ride down said hill. An attack like that wasn't trivial. He had used it in response to a worsening situation, as it was clear it was directed at the now wiped out clone troops. That meant he had not used it trivially. That was enough for her to judge the situation and relaize this was the right time. Taking down opponents who used raw force with tactical application of power was her specialty. But first, she needed a "shield". To that end, she spotted the fleeing Lina, their initial target, and teleported to her location. She exchanged a few whispered words with her, then turned around toward the direction of the now out of sight battle.

"I've got a plan. I'm gunna give you and Lucien an opening, alongside our Mage friend here. I don't think they're the type to run away from a fight they have a good chance of winning. Now, lets end this." She grabbed hold of Lina, then used her teleportation capabilities once more. She was now a few dozen meters away from the opposing Space Marine, with Lina at her side. Everyone here was tired out and expended. Except for Lina and herself(And an automatic grenade launcher she took out of her duffel bag), of course. But who was and wasn't tired didn't matter. What mattered was their plan.

@Angel of Light@Snarfulblast@supertinyking@thewizardguy

It didn't take long for Lina to get to a safe place, an area too far away to aim correctly, and in safe distance to avoid the damage from her own attack. She said she would end the fight, and she wasn't one to go back on something she said.

The conflict that was going on got seriously intense. She wasn't able to catch all of it, but from what she could, a giant explosion of fire came from the Goliath, yet nobody seemed to have died. There had to have been something there to allow that, and she was assuming it was the man fighting against the giant. She wasn't sure what kind, if any magic he could do, but everybody surviving the attack had to do with that.

Sadly, they wouldn't be able to survive her next attack.

Lina truly didn't want to kill anybody but the Colonel and his men, but they all intervened. It was more their fault than anything. Hopefully it would teach everybody watching to trust the words of a beautiful mage.

Just as she was about to being her chant, she had been interrupted by the girl in Priestess garb. Lina was ready to get rid of her too, but she came with another warning. It was annoying at this point, but it really did seem like her heart was in the right place. She would give the woman a warning herself, and it was her choice to follow it.

" No, I don't need to get out of here. I said I'd end the conflict, so I'm going to end it. I'm going give the Empire here a message, one that they won't be forgetting anytime soon, you don't survive if you anger Lina Inverse! Normally, I'd get rid of all of you for intervening, however, your heart seems to be in the right place, so I'll give you a warning. Get your men out of there, take anybody who you deem important, but leave David and his men. There is no way mere men, no matter how powerful they believe they are, will survive this. You have until I finish my incantation, now go! "

It really wasn't her plan to kill everybody there, but the message had to be given across. You don't mess with Lina Inverse, and expect to live long. She was the Enemy to All Who Lived for a reason.

"Darkne-"

And then a girl with rabbit ears appeared next to her. What was with random people showing up right when she was ready to slaughter everybody?

However, after listening to the rabbit's talk, a large smile appeared across her face. This would surely leave a big impression on the Dominion, as well take far less effort than her original plan. It would be up to her and the rabbit, but that was all they really needed. She began preparing a spell, and kept going as she was teleported by the bunny.

@supertinyking

Asura silently follows the blue haired woman. Seeking answers as to why he was in the middle of a battlefield. Of course that would take a bit longer as he was also busy staying out of harm's way