@thewizardguy

there's a brief flash of metal and sparks as gin ducks under and into the blow, seeming to slide behind Khaine as he could feel every vulnerable spot on his armor attacked, deeply enough that if he'd had organs and arteries he'd have just died in a shower of blood, the silver haired man seeming to radiate an almost unnatural blood lust for a mortal to have as he just simply says "while i would like your help teaching some kids that war isn't a game, if you're going to be abrasive to the entire idea, then i see no point in keeping you around" as his demeanour shifts by centimeters, Khaine rather acutely aware that he was facing a man that had fought, won, lost and waged war since childhood, creating one of the few things that could stand up to him in an open, military battle field and on top of being alot faster and stronger than he'd looked, he'd probably ignored him for the most part, though after sizing him up a bit he could spot all the experience and years of battles the man'd fought to simply survive. "last chance to hear me out" gin says evenly, leveling his boken at khaine. Though he'd felt a blade, he wasn't able to see anymore than the wooden training sword on Gin and, frankly, with so many people fighting him at once, it was likely he'd lose just simply with this man able to make up for what they lacked, it taking him a moment to realize that the cleaver headed for Doom had been shattered and the pieces embedded far into his hand through the kinks in his gauntlet's armor.

@Tyki
"A place to chill...." He says, making a pun at her icy domain. "I mean this place seemed pretty cool..." He snickers. "also, to not be eaten, if your people do that sorta stuff...." He adds, looking around, fingers twitching slightly.

@supertinyking

"Where have you come from, creature? It is to our understanding that we are the only race left in this existance after the humans were wiped out" the queen asks evenly, speaking directly into his mind rather than outloud, seeming to either not care or be bothered by the turmoil it was in, cutting straight through it to get what needed to be said said.

@Tyki
"Yall don't have multiverse portals...do you....." Tiny asks, squinting his eyes. ".....What if I told you...there were more than one universe...." He says, shades appearing on his face, him pulling off the Morphus what if I told you meme.

@supertinyking

"indirect speech is a very human flaw" she replies evenly, him feeling a sharp pain and small crawling feeling all over as she more or less takes the information from him rather than waiting on him to bequeath it to her at his own pace, asking evenly "you expect payment for this information but hadn't formulated the thought on what specifically. I shall save you the discomfort my delving causes you and ask you plainly; what do you wish from us?" as she stands, able to feel a hum in the back of his brain, the sheer psionic activity making his teeth chatter as she sends out orders and messages across the solar system and beyond

@CreedTheChimera
"It's me, in the gum!" She says, glomping Kevin, her form distorting from the impact. "I missed ya so much..." She coos, before blinking, and then putting a hand on her stomach. "....your organs feel a little out of place...god damn it..." She groans. She then places her ear to his chest. "...I hear your heart beat in your stomach...."

@supertinyking
Kevin stands, still perplexed by his current situation. Wasn't he just fighting some bloke on a planet made of ice? And now his girlfriend was telling him that his heart is in his stomach. "...Well, that doesn't sound right at all..." He replies, being infected by the spirit of Captain Obvious. He tries to walk away, wanting to further investigate wherever he was, disregarding Minx's comment about his rearranged guts. He was remembering something, but he didn't know what. Something was itching at the back of his mind, clawing, but his mind was muddled. All he could remember was what all had happened before the ice planet, and his death, but something between those points was gnawing at him.

"Do not worry young one..I will stop the violence....do not cry, young one..." The woman speaks, as she continues to rock the young angel girl. "You are safe with me...and I too, see it as unfair......many people think might makes right, but it only leads to a mighty fall....kindness, is always the correct path." She says, trying to sooth the emotional pain of her now found sheep.

Ilyndriel gets down and walks beside the hive mother, deeper into the mountain. The soft light she gave off helped in the dark depths. "Where are we going?" She asked innocently.

@thewizardguy @Letter Bee @Tyki @ShadowVentus

Gram slams into the lance, his stomach speared by the point, him slamming into the stone wall at the base of the lance, him coughing up blood. Gram knew what had happened, but he still couldn't beleive it. Such an attack, shrugged off? Could he even hope to win this..Ripped nearly in two, and now stuck on the wall..he felt the blood seep from his wound, down his back. For a moment, he goes limp, seeming to die...only to reach forwards, and grab the lance that had impaled him....and he then rips it from his torso, unpinning himself. Slowly standing, he looks down the hall to Khaine.

"Hey, Khaine, remember when this all started....and I said for us to go outside, lest we collapse the cave....." He starts, walking forwards, lance in hand. "You see, I asked that so I could go all out....in here, I have to hold back. Each strike, calculated as to not cause a collapse...and each strike on you, further controlled to prevent me from ripping you apart...But you've..." He starts, before tossing the lance into the air, it tearing though the stone like it was nothing. Eventually, it falls down, along with a
lot of random stone rubble, Gram forcing his hand forwards. "PISSED ME OFF!" He roars, using his Mach-Punch! to send the rubble, and the lance, soaring at Khaine at the speed of a bullet, all the while the wound in his chest keeps bleeding...but Gram seems to care not. Of course, in his anger, he sent this into Doom, and Gin most likely as well. Micheal and the others may notice the cavern begining to shift slightly, Micheal feeling it in the shadows formed from the moving rocks. Gram might bring the entire tunnel down around them if this got any more heated!

@supertinyking:

"Okay!" said Osamu to Issac, "if you have any civilians nearby, I think we need to evacuate!"

@Letter Bee
"We know this place like the back of our hands. We already knew this area was going to be destroyed by Gram's fighting, as soon as he was summoned here, and the stone workers are already reinforcing the surrounding tunnels." Issac says. He then looks back at Gram. "Man, it's been a while since he's gone all out..." Issac says.

@Letter Bee
"We know this place like the back of our hands. We already knew this area was going to be destroyed by Gram's fighting, as soon as he was summoned here, and the stone workers are already reinforcing the surrounding tunnels." Issac says. He then looks back at Gram. "Man, it's been a while since he's gone all out..." Issac says.

"Understood," said Osamu.

"Sigh...I feel foolish and impotent right now..."

@Letter Bee
"How do you think I feel? I have no magical powers, or superstrength. The most impressive thing about me is my blood is acidic...." Issac says, before chuckling. "However, I know for a fact we'll become as strong as them, if not stronger." He tells Osamu. "So, what kind of world do you all come from?" He asks.

@Letter Bee
"How do you think I feel? I have no magical powers, or superstrength. The most impressive thing about me is my blood is acidic...." Issac says, before chuckling. "However, I know for a fact we'll become as strong as them, if not stronger." He tells Osamu. "So, what kind of world do you all come from?" He asks.

"Multiple worlds," Osamu said. "A significant fraction are variations of a world called Earth, while others are versions of an Earth-like universe called the Pokemon World."

"In the Pokemon world, well, there are creatures called Pokemon that are basically your normal animals, but with powers. On Earth, there exists a parallel plane called the Digimon World, where creatures similar to, but different from Pokemon, made from Data, live."

"Both Pokemon worlds and Earth have Humans, who can 'tame or train' Pokemon and Digimon." Osamu decided to omit that Horus, his 'glowy bird', was neither Pokemon or Digimon but something else.

@supertinyking

Ilyndriel, the angel girl, runs ahead, further into the depths to find... ???

@Wraithblade6
a JOHN CE-
I kid. After rushing deeper into the hive, she finds a hatching ground filled with eggs, large ones with clear shells, and inside each one, huge maggots, forming and developing before her eyes. Among the eggs were different species of bug-men, tending to the larva and eggs...

One of the maggots actually wanders over to her, looking at her, curious as to what she was. It makes a squeaking noise, not natural to larva, obviously trying to talk to the young girl.

@CreedTheChimera
"...Is...something the matter?" Minx asks the returned hero, worried of what he was going to answer, for she had an idea of what was bothering him. She knew him well enough to guess. "Also, we should get you to a healer, before your body starts to shut down due to the misplacement of your organs...your natural sturdiness will keep you afloat for now, but unless we get you to someone who can fix you...you'll eventually start to break down most likely...damn it...I'm so sorry..." Minx starts, slowly fear, and sadness creeping into her voice. Many would be terrified of Minx, the pink dark arts queen, for her powers were terrible, but at the moment, she was a pitiful ball of regret and worry, scared she'd loose Kevin again. Scared, she'd be left all alone, yet again.

@supertinyking
Kevin stopped moving. He stopped thinking. He stopped whatever he was doing and stood tall, stock still. He still couldn't remember whatever it was that was in the back of his head, but he pushed it away for now. He'd remember it when the time was right. For now, he needed to focus on one thing, and one thing only. He took a deep breath, using his new, reborn lungs before turning around with a smile. "Oh come on." He walked back to the dark queen and hugged her, a short hug, but an affectionate one. He then backed off, sliding his mask back onto his face, showing only the grin and the scar. "I'm the same as I ever was. I'm here now, and I'll be here for as long as you need me. That's a promise." There was a shifting in his gut, but he minimized his reaction to it, trying to seem like he was completely fine, back to normal, even with his guts being rearranged.

@supertinyking@Tyki

The whitehaired figure suddenly burst into movement, it's slender figure hiding a surprising burst of wiry strength. However, Khaine had fought to many superhuman beings to be surprised about such capabilities. As Gin slid around to Khaine's back, Khaine's arms merely shifted position to block attacks from behind. Lacking the elbows of mortal beings, Khaine had no issue moving his body in ways any creature with an actual skeleton would find impossible, allowing him to block the first strikes of the barrage as he turned to face this strange opponent. The precision and style of fighting showed immense skill, and the creature was fast for a mortal. But Khaine had seen it all before. Every move, every style, every trick. Parry and riposte ripped through the air like a barrage of bullets, blades slamming into each other with a speed and subtelty that was lost on most of the present company. Two masters of the blade clashed, and yet Gin clearly felt his disadvantage. While in terms of raw skill he was nearly Khaine's equal, he lacked the Dread Lord's immense experience. Even the slightest movement gave away his entire swing, even the slightest shift of footing betrayed his style. Gin had spent a lifetime mastering the blade, and gaining a repository of knowledge. But Khaine had spent over a hundred mortal lifetimes, and wielded styles that had never been seen on Earth.

After a brief combat, a dozen blows exchanged in the blink of an eye, Khaine used his vastly superior physical strength to force his opponent back, breaking up the combat. He had sized Gin up, and indeed found him a worthy fighter. It seemed that there were many capable warriors in this world, although this one looked more like a visitor than a native. His style was also a partially customised version of kendo, which originated from the mortal realms of Earth. A planet Khaine had once attempted to conquer. "I will gladly face you, or any you have brought with you. However..." Khaine's response was interrupted as Gram roared out, declaring that 'it was on', in mortal terms. "Allow me to deal with this matter first."

A wall of rubble shot towards Khaine, and Khaine's immense greatsword shot out. Boulders the size of cars were sliced into pieces, the weight of the blade sending them wide of their targets. 'Pebbles' the size of a man's head bounced off of Khaine's armour, the mild dents caused by their impacts negligible to the Dread Lord. The lance was merely dispelled, returned to the armoury from whence it came before it could be turned against it's owner. The weapons of Baal were not for the hands of mortals. "You are wounded, Gram. Your power is great, and I wish to face you at full force. Today, I have won. Were you to trap me in the rubble, I would merely return to my own realm, and walk back in unscathed. You, on the other hand, will bleed to death." Khaine dropped the Reaper Blade, the immense sword he had drawn to avoid Gram's attack. The sword disappeared into a portal, never touching the ground. "Concede, and I have no reason to kill you. You further have my oath that I will not kill your master, nor the natives of this world, lest they challenge me personally."

Khaine spoke not from a position of arrogance. Gram was a tough warrior, and pain would not halt him. But his impalement would have damaged his lungs, as well as his digestive tract. Effectively, he would begin drowning in his own blood. Alternatively, the acid from his stomach would begin dissolving his internal organs. Even the most dauntless of warriors would soon begin to falter, as the lack of oxygen made them dizzy and weak. And as Khaine had said, collapsing the tunnel would do nothing but doom Gram. Even if Gram was somehow able to kill Khaine before he succumbed to his own wounds, it would do nothing. Khaine would merely be reborn in the Heart of Baal, rising forth once more to lead the armies of his Creator God. As Khaine stared Gram in the eye, both warriors knew that this was the only chance for this fight to end without a death. Should Gram refuse, his end was almost inevitable.

@Letter Bee@supertinyking@thewizardguy

Michael smiles at the group before him, glad to see that they're friendly. With that introduction being taken care of, the tactician turns around, seeing the end result of Gram's launching of rubble and a lance towards Khaine. The shadows allowed him to feel the vibrations of the cave's structure, stones beginning to fall from the ceiling as though an explosion had occurred nearby. "I see I'll have to take manners into my own hands..." He states as he quickly manipulates Gram's shadow, trapping him in place by having shadowy tendrils wrap around his feet and hands. "I wouldn't even try struggling out of those binds I set. The more you struggle, the faster your own shadow will engulf you..." Michael says once he gets within earshot of the two warriors. "Now then, it seems that this battle is finally drawing to a close. Unfortunately, Gram, I'm not giving you the option as to whether or not you'll continue fighting. Frankly, if it weren't obvious enough, I'm forcing you to surrender. The last thing we need is for everyone here to die from a cave-in. Have I made myself clear?" During Michael's brief talking session, he took the liberty of tapping even further into his dragon-self, his entire body layered with scales as a protective armor towards any possible blows that may head his way.