Seth caught both cylinders without a second thought, and quickly pocketed them. They'd come in handy, if not in this mission then at a later time. It never hurt to have extra tricks up one's sleeve after all. Alongside Drake's brief explanation of them, a Corridor opened nearby and produced Hakim of all people, "Great, that's just who I needed..." he said, not very subtle with his sarcasm. The two of them simply did not get along, and now Seth had accept help from him? Well, better that Hakim see this than the previous battle in Glory of France. The absolute last thing the Nobody needed was Hakim finding out about that and preaching at him some more.

[i]"Come on, stop joking around..get serious..."[/i]

The Nobody sighed. This guy was just no fun at all, "Serious isn't exactly my forte..." he muttered, looking down at the ground briefly. Then - without warning - he shot his gaze back up at his would-be killer. Except... it wasn't a gaze, it was a full blown glare. His blue eye? It flared brighter than it ever had before. His grin? Still there, but it wasn't playful nor was it merely unsettling... it now looked outright sinister, "...[b]but I hope you like having a [i]bad time[/i], because you just asked for it.[/b]" No jokes here. No pranks. And no snark. Just an all-out declaration of war. For the first time since his recruitment into this little crusade... Seth was completely and utterly serious, and the assassin was about to pay dearly for it.

Without even needing a command, hordes of Snipers popped into existence around the trio of combatants. This was nothing like any previous action, where they would appear ten or twelve at a time at most. No, this was Seth's entire army. [i]Every. Single. One.[/i] There were enough Snipers for it count as a whole legion, in fact. And every single one of them instantly put the assassin in their cross-hairs. Before they acted, Seth thrust his left hand forward and balled it into a fist. Sand floated up from the ground, and after that previous wave of the stuff from before, there was a lot of it. Again without warning, Seth swirled his arm in front him. Faster and faster until looked like a blur of motion. The sand he took hold off responded in kind, creating a killer sandstorm centered squarely around the assassin himself. It wasn't lethal to him, not so long as he had those portals defending him, but the storm [i]did[/i] create another desired effect. It pretty much blinded anything and everything caught within it. Only then did his legion of Snipers open fire.

This was nothing like the start of the battle. Deflecting or avoiding a dozen shots or so was one thing. Good luck to anyone who had to try and do the same when that number multiplied exponentially, that's not even mentioning the factor of the sandstorm blinding their vision. One would think that would be enough for an opening move, but they'd be wrong. After the first two or three volleys, Seth held his free hand straight up above him. Nearly a third of his Sniper legion ceased their fire and floated over to him, forming up and converging a few feet above their commander's head. Their silvery white forms seemed to melt together, forming what looked like an oversized cannon that had a striking resemblance to Tocsax's Ultima Cannon. Seth stopped whirling his arm, which meant the sandstorm would slowly start to die down. He then lowered his other hand, point his finger directly in the assassin's direction in the shape of a gun, the cannon - called the Chaos Buster - charging up for a shot, "...bang." he muttered under his breath, which was apparently enough of a signal for the Chaos Buster to fire its powerful energy beam at the assassin. And yes, it's firepower could easily match the Ultima Cannon, perhaps even surpass should Seth decide to include more of his Snipers in the convergence. Oh, and by the way, the remaining Snipers that did [i]not[/i] help form the Chaos Buster never stopped firing volleys at the assassin either.

"Serious enough for you?" Asked Seth, letting a Corridor open behind him, "I've got places to be. You can handle him from here, right old man?" he glanced in Hakim's direction briefly before hopping backwards through the Corridor. When Seth left, his Snipers all left with him, warping away through their personal wormholes no differently then how they arrived.

A Corridor opened just behind Drake's position, and produced Seth who appeared to have hopped through it backwards. He slowly turned around to face Drake and... his old playful grin was once again plastered on his face, "Whelp... we done here yet? Just say the word and I'll get us topside on the ship in a jiffy."