"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Lulilu... Li... Lalu... Loli... La..."

A valiant attempt to pronounce the fairy's name soon devolved into incoherent mumbling, as Mei awkwardly fiddled with her gloves whilst trying to avoid eye contact with her. How embarrassing! She almost considered activating her Cryo-Freeze just to get away from this awkward situation, but no, that would probably just make things worse.

...At least Snowball seemed to be enjoying itself, rotating slowly beneath Ruru whilst cheerfully bleeping to the rhythm of her ridiculously long tonguetwister of a name. And at least with there being more people here now, her faux pas might not have been noticed. Smiling at the newcomer, Mei raised a hand and waved a little too enthusiastically as she tried to draw attention to the newcomer instead of herself.

"Hi!" She chirped, bobbing her head in greetings at the armoured girl, not really giving a second thought to the odd outfit she was wearing. After all, when you've worked together with Omnics, cyborg ninjas, moon gorillas and Reinhardt it took a lot to faze you. "I'm Mei, but you probably picked that up from Yuki already. It's nice to meet you! But yes, Vivi here was going to lead us to a castle I think?"

Mei's grin betrayed her excitement at this prospect. After all, being taken to an actual fantasy castle by what she could only assume was an actual wizard? She just knew her next journal entry would be simply a-Mei-zing!

@VitaVitaAR
@RolePlayerRoxas
@Tachi

Luffy's eyes bugged out at the sight of the food Ryu offered, and he was lightning fast in snatching it up. "AWESOME! Thanks a ton!" he exclaimed cheerily as he began to scarf down the meal in a matter of seconds. It wasn't Sanji's cooking, but it didn't taste THAT bad. It would do.

Suddenly, though, it had occurred to him that he had inhaled all the food he was given. He thought he overheard the tiny girl say something about not wanting it, but he wasn't entirely sure as he wasn't quite paying attention in favor of eating. He looked up from his now empty hands. "Hey, Tiny Girl, you didn't want any of it, did y-....?"

He looked around, blinking in confusion. She was gone! They were both gone! Where could they have gone off to?? He quickly hopped to his feet and scoped the area for them, when he spotted Youma standing away and below, swords drawn, standing against a big red angry man. By the looks of the injured and other....dead-looking person, there was a fight going on. That sure was fast! Luffy wasn't sure if she needed help, but he was certainly curious as to what was going on over there. Without even stretching, he leaped deftly from rooftop to rooftop, until he stood upon the building where the alley lay below. He leaped down with a hearty "Hup!", landing clean on his feet right next to Youma.

"Hey, what was that about, Tiny Girl?" He said, a slightly-annoyed expression on his face. "You just ran off!"

@VitaVitaAR @supertinyking @Wraithblade6 @Masterkeun

@Masterkeun @Wraithblade6 @VitaVitaAR


"....." Luigi was silent, jolting, feeling a presence that made him feel a tingle. A tingly, tingle. A tingle that meant one thing, one bad thing. Heresy. Looking around, he quickly spotted the huge form of Magnus the Red, in all his terrifying heretical glory. The Daemon Primearch, a being of pure terror, of sorcery, and generally, of death to people like Luigi.Luigi's sly tongue froze, his pride shattered under the weight of the fear induced by Magnus's appearance. Luigi reached down deep, to retrieve some sort of response. What would of left his mouth would of been a terrified scream.
However, a familiar sight reared its head, as a small girl with white hair appeared, and told others to run, and not look back. For a moment, his mind went back, to the beginning of the fight with the Dark Eldar.
Run, and don't look back.....
Run, I'll cover your escape...
This girl embodied one of Luigi's most prized values, defending others above yourself. She showed no fear, maybe her mind was to small. Blessed was the mind to small for fear, for doubt. Those minds were those that were born pure, and died pure. Luigi knew he had no place running, despite what all the fear within him demanded him to do.
Luigi stood up, and moved forwards, standing beside the girl, shaking. He was terrified, but he stood bravely. ".....I...know what we fight. We're both already dead, but hopefully the civilians are able to escape...give them a few more moments, before the Inquisition comes to destroy this town....I will fight beside you, for the Emperor..." He declares, revving his chain-sword.

But before Vader could get a response, it appeared that the Doom Slayer simply walked off into some portal that randomly generated from nowhere. Why he did so is a mystery. Perhaps he was just too weirded out by the world he was in. However, the Sith Lord didn't care. He was going to Force Choke him anyways. Without a word, he simply continues walking to the harbor

Yet as he begins walking through the sparse streets, with ships being docked to his right he suddenly senses a familiar aura. The aura was that of the dark side. He stops dead in his tracks, not in fear, but of wonder. At first he considers that his master, Darth Sidious, was somehow nearby or at the very least the master sith lord could be trying to communicate with him with the force. Yet this wasn't as powerful as his master. His master's dark side aura would be much more intense, much more electrifying... and extremely musty. This scent was weaker, yet oddly familiar. It felt young and agile... yet at the same time a smell that felt much more ancient. Vader hasn't encountered any pre-Clone Wars era sith lords other than Darth Maul, and even then he's sensed his presence before the Battle of Yavin, until it mysteriously vanished.

Lord Vader stands still, trying to pin-point the rival sith's location while trying to recognize the scent. He has read and studied the ancient sith lords that came before him and even Palpatine at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, from Darth Malgus to Darth Bane, from Naga Sadow to Lord Vitiate. It took him a short awhile, but eventually he began to figure who he is. The scent became clear that it was roughly 1000 years ago, during the Era of Darth Bane. Yet it wasn't Bane's aura... it wasn't that strong. He then considers Zannah... yet it wasn't a match either. Only two individuals remained, both apprentices of Darth Zannah. Darth Cognus was the first sith that came into his head, the Huntress, and the next was...

"SET HARTH."

Once saying the name, it ripples through the force, causing any force-sensitive to hear this.. "telepathic" announcement. At last, he has recognized the aura. It was the closest he has to the aura he was feeling. He even remembers Palpatine mentioning Harth in a private secession during the Clone Wars. Obviously Harth should be dead... but he remembers hearing rumors and unconfirmed reports that he has somehow still alive, hiding in the far reaches of the galaxy, far from any Imperial presence. But how could he be still alive? Did he clone himself through all these years? If so, how was he able to clone himself for so long?

Could Vader have found the location of Harth's Clone just by coincidence? By simple chance? Or could he have found the scent of Set Harth from another dimension?

Yet without further delay, Vader is able to pinpoint where he is and begins walking rapidly towards the other sith's location. He will like to have a few "words" with him....

Border of District 1 and 2

Ryu


Ryu knew from his three companions reactions it was time for a proper fight. A sudden glow filled his body with energy. A holy energy filling his body and blade. Ryu held his hand readying his most powerful shield. In the mind of any evil characters Ryu was suddenly a beacon of the opposite. Order, The light side of the force, or Purity Ryu was alight with it's power as he pumped energy into his light gene wondering if this would take a transformation. Ryu had killed more demons than most men. It would be a shame if this Demon required any more energy then normal. "I'm with you! I'll protect from any attack that'd kill you give it your all!"

A green shield appeared gently around his allies. It would take everything Ryu had to hold three shields for any length of time. They'd need to hit him hard and fast without mercy. He already felt the energy ebbing as the civilians fled behind him Magnus before him like a dark god.



@MacDuffy@supertinyking@thewizardguy@VitaVitaAR@Lmpkio@Wraithblade6

@CorpusMundus@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze

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Oh? This was unexpected but, it would seem that a group had managed to make their ways into the same area as Cyano. For the most part they certainly didn't seem like they belonged in a place like the slums. Much healthier then the people she bad seen. And certainly far more powerful. Indeed, these would be some of those interesting people she had expected to find elsewhere. And certainly, she wasn't going to waste an opportunity like this, now was she?

Cyano would appear in front of the group in a flash of red lightning. She would be leaning on her sword, it'a point buried into the street below. Little arcs of red lightning would spark off of her and the sword as she sized up the group in front of her. For now, she would pay the most attention to two people specifically. Mostly because they had been the ones speaking. And, speaking of that, she figured that, perhaps it was time for introductions.

"Well, fancy meeting someone here of all places. What you all happen to be doing in a place like this? It seems a bit too dirty for human habitation, doesn't it?"

Kiriya Kujo

"Uuuuugh... What happened?" A yellow motorcycle had been resting by the side of a building over by District 1. It shook itself awake before realizing what had transpired. "H-huh? D-damn! What the hell's this?" The bike began to shake as its large blue eyes opened up. "Why the hell am I a bike? ... Ooooh, Goddamn it. He tricked me!" The bike, or rather, Kiriya, remembered how he blackmailed Dan Kuroto for a Gamer Driver and a Gashat... That Gashat was Basukou Bike. Kiriya thought that the Bike would give him... well... a bike. Not turn him into a bike. "When I get my hands on him... Speaking of... How do I get out of this? Damn..." Kiriya then rolled away, looking for anything that might help him get out of this predicament.

Rikka

"...Uh, is that bike moving by itself?" Rikka wondered aloud as the yellow motorcycle rumbled past her. She paused. "And why is there even a motorcycle in a place like this anyway?"

"Maybe it's just another thing that's weird about this place~quel."

"I guess you're right. I mean I've never seen a bike like that before anyway. Besides, did it feel like a Jikochuu to you? Because it didn't really look animal-ish enough to me."

@Psyga315

Akira stared for a moment, dumbfounded by the fairy's introduction. In part because she'd never seen a real fairy before, although she had seen some strange supernatural things so it wasn't too hard to believe, but mostly because that name was far too long to even try to remember, let alone say! As Mei had proven. Fortunately, the fairy's pink-haired companion provided a much easier alternative.

"It's nice to meet you all." She gave a slight bow to the group.

Akira opened her mouth to introduce herself, then paused for a moment. You only get one chance at a first impression, right? And she was suited up anyway, so...

"A sparkling light to pierce the darkness!" Her left hand shot up, pointing to the sky. "People call me the Shining Hero, Celestial!"

After holding the pose for a few seconds, she returned to a more comfortable stance. So, these people were heading to a castle? There was no way she could pass something like that up! Sure, she'd seen photos of castles in various states of disrepair thanks to her father, but seeing a castle in its original condition was...well, not something she ever expected in her lifetime, for obvious reasons.

@Rin @VitaVitaAR @RolePlayerRoxas

Yuki couldn't stop her jaw from dropping, her eyes shining at the sight of Shining Hero Celestial's dramatic, heroic posing. She was a real Kamen Rider-style hero! Prior to becoming a magical girl, that was what she'd wanted to be. Sure, she learned just how awesome being a magical girl was, but that didn't mean she'd forgotten how awesome something like that was as well. And now she was in the presence of a real hero like that! Yuki took a step forward, eyes practically blowing with her excitement as she did. Ah, so cool so cool so cool! For a few moments, the pink-haired girl was completely removed from her situation, quivering lightly at the sight of such an awesome person.

Ruru, on the other hand, continued to kick her feet as she spun about on top of the little robot.

"Mei-san tried harder then then Yuki-chan did to say my name too!" she declared, proudly, finally snapping Yuki out of her hero-induced trance.

"Eh...? I told you it's not my fault your name is ridiculous!" Yuki protested, folding her arms beneath her chest with a frown.

"And Snowball-san can say my name perfectly!" Ruru added cheerfully, "So there's no reason you should have so much trouble!"

"Snowball-san..." Yuki trailed off for a moment. "The robot?! He talks in beeps, how can you tell?!"

Ruru let out a huff. "That's what you think!"

Yuki shook her head and sighed. Maybe being pulled out of her awe at meeting Celestial was a good thing, but Ruru was such a ridiculous individual... "... It's... it's really awesome to meet you, Celstial-san."

That was very true, at least.

"Vivi-kun, can you lead us to that castle?"

@Rin @RolePlayerRoxas @Tachi

"The hell's a Jikochuu?" The bike turned to the girl. She could see a yellow motorcycle with blue eyes and a pink, spiked mohawk. What was odd about it was that there was what seemed to be a sequence of four colored buttons on the side of him and a strange, green and pink device where the seat was. It seemed to have what looked to be a game cartridge plugged into it. A flap was opened up, saying "GAMER DRIVER" in radical 90's text while showing a yellow outline of a motorcycle in the glassy center.

"I'm not exactly egocentric, if that's what you're asking." He said, realizing what Jikochuu could mean. It could also mean selfish or self-centered. Sadly, he didn't seem to qualify for those as well... He did know a guy who was qualified for those though. Hell, maybe two. "If you're looking for such jerks, you're barkin' up the wrong tree." He said.

@Lost Cause

The crazy cultists getting out of the way revealed that it was, indeed, Hibiki that had somehow been dragged in here with her. Did that mean that Tsubasa was going to be arriving soon? Though there was something about the soldiers that had come to her attention and made following them even more important. So she stepped out of Hibiki's wild hug attempt and grabbed the slightly taller girl's arm instead.

"Oi, Tachibana, did you see what those soldiers were carrying?" the white-haired relic user asked, frowning. Assuming that Hibiki wasn't going to notice anyway, she continued, "Flame-throwers. They're all wearing masks and have flame-throwers. What if that gas is explosive instead of poisonous? They could survive the smoke fine and using flame-throwers is a war crime anyway."

Then someone else came along, but it wasn't like Chris had much patience for that before beginning to drag Hibiki off, "We were just leaving."

@Absolis@VitaVitaAR

"Ah? Chris-chan..."

Hibiki frowned as her hug attempt was dodged and countered with Chris grabbing her arms instead. However, it was only a few more moments that the situation got serious. Well... even more serious, it was already kind of serious. Hibiki wasn't exactly good at recognizing weaponry, but she believed Chris when she said that those soldiers were carrying flamethrowers. And she did know that flamethrowers weren't legal weaponry to just be carrying around as a soldier. Which meant that these people must have been up to something bad... but why? Why would they do that sort of thing? She'd have to try and understand them, even if that meant beating them up first to make them stop.

Hibiki nodded, but her attention was briefly stolen away by someone else. A girl with some kind of sword? She didn't look like she was from around here either... wherever here was. All Hibiki knew is that there were a lot of people who needed help around here, and they definitely didn't need soldiers carrying illegal weaponry...

"Ah? Hi! Eh-heh, er, Chris-chan and I are going though..."

She wasn't exactly sure what to say as the slightly smaller girl made to start dragging her off, but they had to catch up to those soldiers, didn't they?

@Absolis @Raineh Daze

Intersection of 5,6, & 12

As the eye beam collided with his hand, Phocas cursed openly, allowing the blade to drop to the ground and fishing his Vampire Knives out of his robes. The cocktail of pain, rage, and celestial energies surging through him stalled the process considerably. Before he could swing at her again, the lunarian threw a last ditch punch at him, apparently out of psionic energies, before grabbing his chin and...

Phoc felt so immensely tired. Released from the woman's grip, he softly glided down onto the ground. What had he been doing? Fighting a useless battle against this woman. As weird as she was, it was obvious she had no relation to where he was now. Either the Celestial fiends had already killed him, or they weren't any time soon. He wasn't going to get anywhere by baselessly attacking anyone. Quickly picking up both of his discarded weapons and holstering them, Phoc apologized to the woman he had assailed.

"Sorry about that. I guess I'm trying to get over the fact that either I died, or I'll never see home again." He explained. He had no idea how she'd been taking it so well in all honesty. It was a possibility this was a common occurrence for her, or perhaps it hadn't really sunken in yet. Either way, it'd be best if they stuck together for now. Two strangers in a strange land were better than one, even if he didn't particularly like to admit it.

Speaking of strangers in a strange land, there was another, it seemed. He could be an original inhabitant of this universe but judging by how nonchalantly he was staring at he and she. In fact, he was the only man still left on the street. In a (hopefully less murder inducing) attempt to gather information again, Phoc shouted over, "My, you seem quite unimpressed with our display. Is stuff like that common around here?"

Reisen sighed and dusted off her suit as she slowly descended from the air, the bullets in the air fading out of existence as she did so. Unlike the projectile fired out of that sword earlier, these bullets had no meaningful impact on their environment--useful, considering how she would rather not be held liable for any property damage if any witnesses came around. It seemed as if her emergency gambit had worked, at the very least; the lunatic was now notably less crazed (though still a bit incoherent, given what had just happened), so maybe she could pry some answers out of him.

"I don't think you're any closer to death, but I'm fairly certain you are winded. Fighting does generally cause both, though, so I'm not sure where you stand on either scale. But if your rants about monsters falling from the sky were anything of note, then I'm not sure if you would even wish to return home," she sighed before noting the only other person nearby.

His choice of attire gave enough away about his location of origin not being this land, if the buildings and the architecture were any indication of anything. But putting aside his choice of clothing, the blonde man seemed to radiate an aura of smugness, if not concentrated ego. This...

This type of person would be annoying to deal with. Only two types of people acted like that, after all: those with the power to back it up, and those who did not. The Lunarian didn't particularly wish to find out which was the answer.

Before she could try to gather more information (as had been her initial goal), the one who she had just defeated decided to ask if fights such as that were commonplace, and the urge to knock him upside the head with a paper fan momentarily surfaced in her mind before she stepped forward and took the initiative instead.

"Rather than asking if it is common 'around here', wouldn't it be more prudent to ask 'where you come from'? That sort of clothing certainly fits a more modern scene than this land would imply, after all," she said, facing the newcomer with a stoic expression. "Though, before any of that, I guess I should apologize in advance if you were caught in the crossfire of that skirmish. I don't intend to get others mixed up in my problems, though I cannot say the same of this man."

Needless to say, she didn't really have a high opinion of the cultist, even after that short apology. Honestly, those misconceptions about Lunarians were going too far!

@Raineh Daze@Kafka Komedy

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Gunha walked a few steps too close as he jumped into the crater, only to barely catch the woman's tail as she flung it straight at his torso. Though he did manage to get a hold of it, the impact did cause his feet to skid along the ground, dust and stone being kicked up as he was dragged along. What was more surprising to him, though, was that the hit managed to hurt. Usually, stuff felt like pinpricks to him, and those sorta hits could usually be ignored. But pain? Nah, not really.

Granted, it went away after a few moments and didn't really cause any lasting injuries, but it still hurt.

"You've certainly got guts to flail around after something like that, I gotta say," the esper retorted as he noticed the energy building up around the hybrid. Something in his mind clicked at this point, though, and he let go of the tail before assuming a defensive combat stance.

"Oi, oi, calm down there. You keep freaking out like this, and someone that ain't us is gonna get hurt. I dunno who you are or what happened, but if you do something I can't ignore I'm gonna have to give it my all to stop you, okay?"

It was only fair to give a warning or something. That was the sorta thing Judgement did, though; he didn't really do that kinda stuff. But against what was probably gonna be a tough opponent, maybe it was better to try and stop things before they got too nasty. He knew as much as anyone else how destructing fights got when he was involved, so something like that...

Well, some things were better left to imagination, honestly.

@Lmpkio@AstroLu

Well then, it seemed everything was sorted. These two would willingly follow him, and considering the nature of such heroic characters, would most likely fight to protect him should anything dangerous show up. All he had to do was not kill any puppies in their presence and he had basically just secured a free ride home. Assuming, of course, that there were any people with the required technical skills in the city, or even the rest of this world. As he was scanning the city for the best direction to go in, of course, that was when fate decided to have everything go wrong. Perhaps he'd grown overconfident, because somehow Vader had picked up on his presence. Worse yet, somehow, Vader had recognised him. How was that even possible? Set cursed his own hubris as he quickly considered what to do, because even now he could feel the ice-cold aura of the Sith Lord growing ever closer.

This unfortunate event had left Set a shade paler as he looked about, suddenly frantic. "Yes, yes, sausages. I'm sure they.... damn. Right. Well, I suppose..." Glaring at a random passerby as if that person in particular was responsible for his sudden predicament Set quickly set about saving his ass from the incoming mess. On any other planet he would have just zapped off into hyperspace, content to lay low on some fringe world for a hundred years or so. Most enemies could be defeated simply by outliving them. But here he had no access to space ships, let alone a hyperdrive, and even if he had both he had no idea where he was. It could take years for him to properly chart his surroundings and make his way back to 'civilised' space. He was excellent at hiding, but even if he did manage to re-mask his presence before Vader got here he doubted it would work for long. Vader had a reputation of ruthless efficiency, and he might just murder his way through the town to make the number of living suspects smaller. No, this was not a confrontation he could avoid, or at least for long. So if he couldn't avoid a confrontation, he would need to ensure that it occurred on his terms. He might be facing a Sith Lord proper, but he could easily turn his newfound allies against Vader, and certainly even Vader could be overwhelmed. Especially with prep.

Steeled by the creation of a plan, he turned to his allies, his expression having lost his previous mocking smile. "So believe me when I say that I have the means of knowing when danger approaches. And it's approaching, quite rapidly, in the form of an incredibly dangerous man. You'll know him when you see him. He has the means of tracking us down, too, and he's intent on finding me for reasons I'd rather not find out, especially as this fellow is a merciless killer. I know he's responsible for more than one genocide, and he's personally killed hundreds, if not thousands." Giving a grim look to ensure the importance of his words was not lost on his companions, Set then quickly fished a series of odd-looking amulets and trinkets out of his pockets. "I'll need you two to evacuate civilians from this area as quickly as you can. When he gets here he'll not hesitate to use anyone here against us, or murder anyone that gets in his way. In the meantime, I'll prepare a little trap, to make sure he doesn't do anything dangerous."

Not having time to explain in further detail what they were up against Set simply dived into his preparations, hoping that his companions were as competent as they appeared. And wondering whether that armour would hold up against a lightsaber. Retrieving a long stick of chalk he began writing runes of some kind on the ground, tracing odd symbols and pentagrams. If there was one thing he knew about Vader, it was that he was not a practitioner of Sith Sorcery. All reports showed him using powerful but immediate combat powers, specifically mastering telekinesis and his own brand of lightning. As such using some of the older arts, gleaned from ancient holocrons and tablets, he might be able to catch the Sith Lord off guard. After all, many of the newer Sith had disregarded the ancient arts. But such things required preparation, and meant he didn't have the time to find a more suitable battleground. He'd just have to hope it was enough.

It seemed the group had decided that Vivi was to lead them to the castle now. Truthfully, he was as lost as everyone else, but if even the Alexandrian guard didn't know where to go... the young mage wasn't sure what prospect was more scary - disappointing everyone by telling them he wasn't exactly sure where he was going, or angering them by wasting their time. Vivi turned his back to the group to hide his worries and assess the options.

Honestly, as far as he could tell, none of these girls seemed the type to stress over whether or not he was right. And if he was wrong.. well, it would beg the question of why the castle was no longer here to begin with, wouldn't it? And if he really wasn't in alexandria any more...

Shaking his head, Vivi began walking, hoping it was a Northern route, "I think it's this w-"

The mage suddenly flopped forward, having tripped over his own feet. Without a sound, almost as if this were a routine action, Vivi stood back on his feet and walked onwards again, "...this way."

@VitaVitaAR@Masterkeun@supertinyking@MacDuffy



Magnus was a horrific sight to behold. A towering devilish chimera of wings and horns and man. He had the bulging muscles of a beast, the clawed hands and feet of a dragon, and a fanged scowl. One blazing left eye glared down at Luigi as magic began to gather around him, stirred solely by the daemon prince's mere emotion. A spark flickered between his arm and his staff. Being this close to him caused a feeling of dread in any mortal creature, as if his very presence alone held some kind of infective, corrupting power. Staying too close for too long just might result in something terrible happening, something like losing one's mind.

Magnus glared down at the human with the chainsword in the mechanicus robes and at the white-haired girl that had jumped in front of him. She was telling Luigi to run, but the fool had refused, not that running would have saved him anyway. The girl looked small and pathetic. Yet Magnus was more offended by her ignorance, for no mere physical weapons could possibly threaten the daemon prince, a fact that should have been obvious. If she had any semblance of wisdom, she would have run herself. Initially, he gave her no thought, until he suddenly realized there was something different about her soul... she only had half of one.

Showing none of his undeniable intrigue in this, Magnus focused on more immediate matters. More enemies were gathering. A third human-type creature had appeared, jumping down from a rooftop, speaking his annoyance at the girl for having left him. Hmpf. Merely another hero, another casualty wasting themselves because of what they didn't understand. Then a fourth and final hero made his appearance, this one brandishing an energy that was the very antithesis of Magnus' current being. The light was irritating, burning, an echo of the holy power of order to which he had once belonged. That instantly identified Ryu as the biggest threat.

Luigi's speaking the name of Emperor caused Magnus' lip to curl, and he finally addressed the assembled heroes. "Mortal fools. Your ignorance and judgementality come as no surprise to me. You act on assumption when you do not truly know anything." The red sorcerer demon laughed softly. "You foolishly bring about your own undoing. Wallowing here in your stupidity offends me, yet I am a benevolent god, and thus I will warn you of your fate." He glared accusingly at Luigi as a sphere of chaos energy formed around him and began to lift him off the ground slowly. "Your true enemy lies unrecognized before you. The minions of The Corpse Emperor have come to claim this innocent and pristine world, to compel each and every one of you into submission, and to purge every being that dare defy or dare call upon magic in any form. They will fall upon this planet with fire and with their unstoppable armor-clad warriors. All of us, will die."

Magnus let his foreboding words linger, but he of course foresaw another outcome. If he had been at full power and had all his armies with him, he would have taken this planet himself and killed everyone that opposed him, but that wasn't going to be possible. In fact, Magnus wasn't certain of what his limits were now. He was fairly certain he wouldn't be able to repel an invasion of space marines alone, so his only option at this point was to prevent it.

"This one belongs to them. I am taking him for questioning, and your ignorant efforts will not stop me. "Magnus brought Luigi's floating, chainsawing form closer to himself to stare him down. "You, mortal. You know more than you should, and now that you've recognized me, I cannot allow you to live."

He turned back to the others, "I am the Red King! Join me, and I will help you to defend this world and your freedom. Refuse me, and I will be forced to destroy you." Lightning crackled up his glaive as he specifically locked onto Ryu, daring him to try something.

As they got ready to set off, something seemed to be troubling the smaller man. Everything in their surroundings, however, seemed perfectly normal to the German. Was it perhaps an illness? Did the idea of sausages disagree with him? Maybe he felt that their traditional ingredients made them unsanitary... that could be fixed in good time.

No, it was an oncoming threat? The man seemed to have sorely misjudged him if he believed that Reinhardt's best use in a conflict would be convincing civilians to evacuate: he was a crusader, ready to lead out on the field of battle. Rather than trying to convince strangers that had no reason to trust him that they should move, why not hunt down this opponent?

"Friend, I am your shield!" the huge man said, raising his arm and flicking the large barrier into existence as a demonstration before shutting it off again, "If we go and fight this enemy now, we can protect all the civilians!"

@thewizardguy

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The rabbit actually had brains in her head, unlike her opponent. That had been apparent from the way they conducted their fight: the girl's attacks were based on misdirection yet, for some unknown reason, contained predictable patterns within them. The other one? He tried to brute force through them and got exactly what he deserved. Yet something had brought the fight to a non-violent conclusion. Some form of mystic eyes, perhaps? Though he would never have to worry about such a thing, what simple magecraft could hope to shackle such an existence as himself?

"Compared to some of the magecraft from my world, that display was picturesque but dismal. To come out from such an encounter alive despite approaching it as a rabid beast. I could have avoided such clear patterns as a child," Gilgamesh said, smirking already and voice calm despite the threatening demeanour, "You should be grateful for that."

@Kafka Komedy@PKMNB0Y

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In an alleyway behind one of the forges a pile of furnace fuel begin to shifted as Mizn emerged from the pile. The automaton began to scan the new environment it had for itself in. Glancing around at the alleyway, the automaton quickly brought up is holo-computer to see were it was. "Strange this place is not located on the planet I was on." Deactivating the holo-computer it swiftly drew a small probe. "Set scan range 14.5 kilometers, map 3D topography, and return once task completed." The probe beeped to confirm the parameters were set Mizn tossed the prob into air were the probe's self propulsion activated were it stated to gain altitude.

With the prob on it way Mizn left the alleyway to start exploring the city on his own. The clock-work robot earned some stares form the locals. Before Mizn could ask them about were it was the probe informed him of a large amount of energy gathering nearby. The automaton deiced to investigated as it could be liked to the automaton sudden apprentice here.