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	"...What the..." Ozo began, noticing some runes being drawn in the heaven, the armor clad fish monster only noticing them now, after a short rest. He had been worn down by Fluffles, and needed time for the power source of Fluffle's mech to heal him, and for him to clean his hat by eating it, the runes breaking down the muck and grime, but not his hat, which he spat up, and put onto his head. "Now then...onto the next fight. I must save this city, before it is to late..." Ozo says, before charging off. He would normally traverse by the waters, but right now he knew not what was causing these runes, and if they could stop his traveling. As such, he ran. And ran. For a fat fish, he seemed adapt at running. 
	Soon, Ozo made his way to a few demons fighting a snake man, and zombies. "......Zombies..why did it have to be zombies?" He asks aloud, before aiming his saw-arm at the undead, which he deemed the main threat. "I, Ozo the Great, come here to destroy evil, and save this city! Starting with you, undead scourge!" He yells, before unleashing a volley of saw shots into the horde, the saws aimed at turning the ghouls into slivers. It was clear Ozo was no ally to the undead, or the Snake, but if he was friends with the demons might not of been clear.