[color=purple][h2][center]Sliske Arkilius[/center][/h2][/color]
	A little more than displeased with Victoire's rejection of a sound interrogation, Sliske clawed open a rift in place of the stairs and tucked the leather case under his arm.  [color=purple]"Let me know when that plan of yours fails entirely.  I'll be on standby, don't exactly expect to get my hands dirty today."[/color]  He dropped the vampire a sly wink before stepping through the portal, his tail zipping it closed like one would a jacket.  He emerged on the other side of it to find the minions of another well known demon in a frenzy.  In the center of the ocean of imps was Henry Pearl Avaritia II, and the Swindler sighed with a shake of the head.

	Regret and annoyance on his face, Sliske approached the demon and handed over the case, crossing his arms and shifting his weight to one leg.  [color=purple]"That's a map of the Ruins of Lenuria, otherwise called that goddamn underwater temple.  We've got a pair of Leviathans under our control down there, and they're hungry.  Eat anything that gets close, and they can rip steel apart.  Consider that when you position your forces.  We've got one hell of an advantage, and the Angels are screwed."[/color]  He grabbed hold of the younger demon by the collar, the fury of a thousand warlords in his eyes.  [color=purple]"Fuck this up, and I'll add you to my collection."[/color]  His message sent and the battlefield laid out in their advantage, the Great Corrupter set Henry down and looked out at the sea in front of them.  For this battle, he merely sought to direct and watch the carnage unfold.

	[@KoL][@floodtalon][hr][color=gold][h2][center]Torag Draken[/center][/h2][/color]
	Torag nodded as Omega spoke, deciphering the accent and dialect as he went and thinking deeply.  The spirit was right, Angels dominated the air and were nearly unstoppable in a land battle, but this would be ship to ship combat.  [color=gold]"The Machina is bringing a war machine to a battle on the seas... they've got something worth knowing."[/color]  The wight stared out at the water, thinking of various attack plans that would work in their favor.  [color=gold]"Perhaps a preemptive strike on one enemy would work in our favor.  I go with two-thirds our forces and prevent the Machina from getting involved.  Omega, under the assumption you don't require oxygen, take the other third and sto-"[/color]  His plan was interrupted by Miyu, an angel that had forsaken her heritage for a life of technology.  While a rebellious and young warrior, he couldn't help but respect her in a way.  Her methods, while unorthodox, worked very well in a pinch.  [color=gold]"This is our best option, all things considered.  Miyu, you're to go with Omega.  Take the temple and buy them time to find where the power is emanating from.  I hope that mech of yours can survive a little water.  Spirit, lay traps within the temple and seal any entrances you find once you're inside.  From there, secure the objective and defend it from any intruders.  You won't have the bulk the Machina has, so move quickly."[/color]  His plan established, Torag drew his claymore and scythe from his back, hefting the heavy weapons with ease.

	[color=gold]"Do any object to this plan?"[/color]  While inherently quiet, the warrior was sure that his voice was heard by those nearest to him.
	
	[@The 42nd Gecko][@Awesomoman64][hr][color=brown][center][h2]Marquis[/h2][/center][/color]
	As the entity known as Mu-01 spoke, the AI Marquis emerged from behind High Queen Eos' throne, Bindlebane tucked under his arm in a neat fashion as always.  When she finished, he answered one of her questions in a swift manner.  [color=brown]"The conditions of victory are simple, madam.  The Ruins of Lenuria are to be secured and the source of power there tapped.  I knew not of Krieg's promotion, however."[/color]  He removed his hat and bowed low to the group that had assembled in the audience chamber, standing back up after a brief moment and placing his hat back on top of his cranium.  [color=brown]"I am Marquis, Servant of the High Queen.  I shall be accompanying you to the front lines for the future battles at Her Majesty's request."[/color]  With a fluid movement, the titanium dandy fell in line with the four others, ready to receive any additional commands.  For a moment though, in the darkest corner of the room, his sharp ocular processor caught the faintest hint of an orange light watching the party.  The shutters over Marquis' eye closed to a squint, giving the being a knowing and aggressive look before refocusing on Eos.  He knew who was watching.  A new, "superior" guardian of the High Queen that worked in the shadows.  [color=brown][i]'Where will he be to catch the bullet going for her head, is my question.'[/i][/color]

	[@Ryonara][@Flamelord][@Lucius Cypher]