This demon-like creature was indeed powerful. But he was, insofar as the half-phantom could tell, boasting of raw power. No specific abilities, except perhaps some kind of psychic power judging by that display. While he was intimidating, he wasn't a ghost, and that gave Youmu further confidence. She could fight power. She could beat power. She didn't really understand some of the things he was saying, about some corpse emperor or whatever(it sounded like some sort of villain from those manga Yuyuko-sama liked to read), but she was fairly certain there wasn't much to understand. Most of it sounded made up from whole cloth, lies in order to try and get out of the fight he'd been clearly intending on starting, with a prisoner no less.

She didn't really have time to answer the rubberman. No, the previously injured newcomer was already being taken away. In Youmu's mind that meant she had to act as quickly as possible. And acting quickly was something she was, really quite accomplished at. Her phantom half wavered behind her as she squared up her feet.

"There is no Corpse Emperor, and there are no armies. The only enemy here is you!" the small white-haired girl declared, dust cast up from her feet. "Turning Angle Cut!"

A brilliant light shot out from the edge of Roukanken as she swung it, seemingly harmlessly blazing into the air before suddenly, sharply turning inwards and shooting directly towards the demon man. But that was only half of Youmu's attack. Her phantom half streaming behind her, she exploded forward with a burst of speed, appearing at the opposite side of the red man's body and swinging her katana towards him. First Hakuroken, with its nonlethal but painful direct attack on the target's metaphysical presences, and then Roukanken, with its supernatural cutting ability. Even if none of the blows hit, it was surely a distraction, and Youmu's agility could allow her to follow up just as swiftly if she had to.

@Masterkeun @supertinyking @MacDuffy @Wraithblade6

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There was some kind of bad guy coming along? Well, whoever it was, D.Va had nothing but confidence in her ability to defeat them. That was only logical. She had such a high combat rating back home for a reason after all! And teaming up with an original member of Overwatch? That was going to kick some serious butt! D.Va grinned proudly in her MEKA. "It's just like s boss, right? We'll take him on before he can hurt anybody!"

D.Va gave herself a firm nod. She was sure she'd be MVP, no question. They just had to meet him wherever he was and stop him before he got to any civilians, right? That's what her and the other pilots did back home, and that's what they would do now. Even if one guy was really tough, they were a party, and a party with her in it, no less. D.Va was certain they would beat him back!

@Raineh Daze @thewizardguy

Ryu- District border of 1 and 2

Ryu had no issue with the claim of the Red King being a god. Ryu had killed a god just yesterday. It was to him an annoyance that Gods kept arriving to challenge him. A flash of holy light filled his sword slowly growing larger as Ryu's light gene focused on attack instead of defense. The barrier he'd cast would block the Red King's first attack, but Ryu could feel the bite of magic induced fear. The feeling disgusted Ryu only strengthening his resolve. A coward was the only one who would use such a tactic.

The Red creature was just a run of the mill demon with some magic. A single slash is all Ryu believed he would need to send the creature back to the underworld in pieces. In case it was more Ryu also focused on his own transformation intent to end the fight before it was necessary. Unfortunately in the end the Demon's outward appearance was that of Garr. Ryu's blade crackled with Holy energy eager for the chance to kill his second god. Ryu readied himself intent to shadow step behind and cripple the Demon the moment it tried to dodge. In his mind Ryu readied intending to slice the creatures left wing off. A half blind fear demon was barely a challenge in Ryu's mind. A long speech was usually a sign of weakness not strength.

Ryu once again stepped in behind Luigi. The Demon was more interested in this man then fighting. Any foe of a Demon was worth something. If the creature appeared behind Luigi to grab him Ryu would be there to butcher the Red King still aiming to sever his wing intent to reduce the Demon's speed for now.

@VitaVitaAR @supertinyking@Wraithblade6@MacDuffy

As the soul-weathering aura of dread pressed into the minds of his enemies, Magnus could feel at least one mind pushing back against it: an opposing aura, clashing with it. The will of the boy in the straw hat.

Luffy looked up at Magnus, his brow furrowed in focus. He could feel the thickness in the air around him, the aura he produced. Did he possess Conquerer's Haki? It certainly felt like it, though...more sinister. And angry. A lot more angry. Luffy could sense, however, that he was strong...very strong. Whatever beef Luffy's newfound companions had with him, a fight with this demonic-looking man would be seriously dangerous.

Then Magnus spoke, rattling off his speech, interpreted through Luffy's brain as such: "FOOLISH MORTALS. YOUR IGNORAMOSITY AND JUDGEMENTARIANISM HAVE LED TO SUCH ASSUMPTERATIONS SO AS TO OFFEND ME WITH YOUR FOOLISHLY WALLOW FOOLISH STUPID FOOLISH STUPIDOCITY. NOT LIKE ME, A GOD WHO USES BIG WORDS. LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT HOW BIG AND RED I AM!"

....Which then sort of trailed off as Luffy ceased listening, burnt out by the grandiosity.

He looked up at him, a finger in his ear. "You talk way too much!" He complained. "Shorten that to a sentence or two!..."

He barely had time to react to the robe-clad stranger being surrounded by a strange energy and lifted aloft when Youma and Ryu quickly rushed the big fellow. Seeing his companions were focused on attacking Magnus, he turned his focus to Luigi, looking at the sphere of energy that surrounded him. He was reticent to touch that with his bare hands....but he came up with a possible workaround. Balling one hand into a fist, it flashed for a moment, up to his wrist, before turning a jet, metallic black, clad in Armament Haki.

"Alright! Gum-Gum Get Outta There!"

Luffy thrust out his Haki-clad arm, sending it out at the floating Luigi with intent to either pass through the energy sphere and grip him, or grab the sphere itself.

Trapped within her own broken mind, deep within the bowels of the Fortress With No Name Soulcatcher railed at the injustice of her situation. She knew the words to release the stasis spell. Hadn't she trapper her own sister in just the same way. If it had been anyone else she might laugh at the absurd irony.

Her own sister had trapped her here. Not to imprison her and protect the world from her influence, but to save her life. With the death of the Godess Kina, however, Catcher was cured of the curse that had plagued her. So now she glared with hatred at all that she could see, the dark cave unchanged in the decades that she had been trapped. Unchanged too was the anger.

And suddenly it was gone. Soulcatcher stood in a modestly crowded street in her armour and helmet. From behind the masked she sucked in her first breath in what really was decades.

And she let it out in a high pitch, girlish laughter and set teeth on edge and sent shivers down the spine. At the startled looks that passed over her she inhaled again and let out a deep throated chuckle as she took her first confident steps. Time to see what the rules of this game would be.

@Kafka Komedy@PKMNB0Y@Raineh Daze

@MacDuffy @Masterkeun @VitaVitaAR @Wraithblade6


"....You know, for this being a terrifying situation, I'm oddly at peace. Maybe I'm already dead, and this is the warp. That'd explain Magnus....but what's wi- Oh my god a mutant!" Luigi begins, seeing Luffy's arm stretch out to meet him. Now, in most situations, people would be grateful, but Luigi's experiences with mutated humans is a bit...different.


"OH SHIT!" Boris, a heavily armored man with a mace yelps, as a large pale mutated human picks him up from the floor, and tries to devour him. "They're everywhere!" Magnus the Lame screams, as more mutants appear, only the small point of Luigi's flashlight giving them any sort of light, while they were in a sewer tunnel, filled with mutants. Flesh eating mutants. The way Luigi saw all mutants, due to being taught that all mutants were like that, and accepting it, for defying that notion meant death.



Panic fills Luigi's heart as Luffy reaches forwards, however he calms himself, waiting for the mutant to grab him, so he could maybe either get out of the orb of chaos powers, or break it. However, right now, there was a bigger, redder, fish to fry. Quickly pulling his pistol, Luigi takes aim at Mangus, pauses, before aiming up, at Magnus's good, remaining eye.
"I will kick your ass like I'm channeling Leman Russ, you big red fuck!" Luigi yells, shooting, the force of the shot causing him to spin wildly in the bubble, it acting like a zero g enviroment. Luigi's continue spinning is accompanied by several choice words, and the sudden revving of his chainsword as he attempts to slash his way out of the bubble, only making it worse. Due to the lack of loss of velocity, Luigi eventually turns into a blur, a furious swearing blob of chainsword slashes. He barely manages to keep himself from getting cut, but any that try to grab him directly will be out of luck, most likely. This may either hinder, or help Magnus, the big red do- I mean, demon, but it will definitely hinder the actions of Luffy, should his hand actually get into the bubble.

It took some time to traverse the unfamiliar streets of the city, especially when one wanted to attract as little attention as possible. A few rumors or whispers here and there would be nothing, in fact it could add mystique to the Brotherhood when they began to make themselves known. It never hurt to preserve the sense of secrecy the Brotherhood of Nod held before the First Tiberium War. Then, they were merely an esoteric society of men and women dedicated to aiding humanity through Kane's vision. Then came the sacred crystal, seeding itself all across the planet, and suddenly everything changed. From secret society, to something between a religious movement, a people's army, and a multi-national corporation. They fought for peace, to foster a brotherhood of man, but GDI was there to stop them every step of the way.

Isaac pushed such thoughts from his mind, there would be time to recite the histories of Nod later. Now, he was not amidst the Tiberium fields of Carolina, or in the halls of Temple Prime in Sarajevo. Here with his brothers, he stood outside great walls of stone, strangers in a strange land. Tents and simple huts dotted the landscape, and men armed with all manner of weapons and armor went about their business. Some looked at them in curiosity, but many simply passed by without so much as a second glance. The horizon was a wall of wild forest and great trees, deeply shadowed in its mystery. The Confessor wondered what manner of beasts stalked those woods, that the people would give so much to be rid of them. It mattered little though, the Brotherhood would cleanse the wilds with the power of Tiberium and holy fire. A few minutes of questioning and conversation with city guard and mercenaries pointed them in the direction of the so called 'mage' who was funding their expedition.

"You are Melqart Orestes? We have come to offer our services for your excursion. My brothers and I are skilled warriors, and I assure you we will earn our keep."

@Kyuubey

The closer the dark lord of the sith came to Set Harth, the stronger the dark side vibe became. Yet in this city, finding him wasn't simply taking a straight rode to him. He needs to twist and turn through the various avenues and paths. Sometimes, a wrong turn would find him loosing his scent, forcing him to turn into an opposite direction. It also didn't help when he suddenly caught wind of a powerful surge of energy coming from nearby. This, however, was not the scent of the sith in question. This was the complete opposite of the dark side.

It was the scent of the light. And it was intoxicatingly strong.

But the jedi had all but been extinguished. Sure, there were still some who got away... the thought of Vader's old master, Obi-Wan, having popped in his mind for just a mili-second. It provided a jolt of dark side energy to flow quickly through his veins with rage. And yet, this scent... while having the pure qualities of the light... was not the same aura that the force would give out. This was different. The Sith Lord is rather intrigued at this feeling. He even considered switching objectives and going to the source first...

But it will have to wait.

The scent doesn't come from a jedi. Someone powerful yes, but it didn't seem to come from the force. Even if it was the force, it was no force like he ever felt. Nevertheless, he'll need to remember the feeling for later. He wasn't going to simply abandon it forever. He'll come back to it later. But for now, Vader must keep himself confined to the objective at hand. Find Set Harth. This is his current mission. Yet little did he know, that sith will not be on his own.

Eventually, Vader will arrive at the rival sith's location, his breathing echoing throughout the general vicinity. Whether he will see Set Harth and his forces in front of him, or be unable if he were to hide, he still treads rather ominously, yet carefully. Vader is aware of Harth's abilities, especially with ancient sith sorcery. Yet he never had interest in such magic, so he lacks the knowledge of it and the abilities one could wield with it. However, he doesn't want to underestimate in something as unknown to him. Nonetheless he lacks in the magic element, he has his own raw strength and power of his own. He is a powerhouse, molded by being confined within his suit for years upon years. He has not only overcame the difficulties of his position, but went even beyond by mastering his technique with the dark side of the force. Perhaps there are things he still needs to learn, according to Sidious, but even at his prime, it's more than enough to make him feared across the galaxy. And he is by no means afraid to use this power.

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Despite Gunha's attempts in trying to calm the enraged hybrid down, even going dow with a warning, it would not be enough to cease her aggressive stature. She would usually try to heed towards the warnings, but here she couldn't. She was confused, like a wild animal, and with that flash of such hallucination in her mind it will take a good amount of hits to get her under control. At the same time, it could simply enrage her even more. It just so happens to depend on how hard one does them.

Unfortunately for the man, he'll be forced into contact, as Gojira-Sama's mouth ignites in a bright blue flame, fumes coming out of it, as she jerks to the side and fires. She fires a beam of highly-concentrated energy, swinging her head around in a large curve in his general direction. It wasn't quite supposed to be at him, just a result of being under stressed. Yet it can easily be confused with being as an aggressive attacking/defensive posture.

@supertinyking@MacDuffy@Masterkeun@VitaVitaAR





The response was about as expected, coming from a ragtag bunch of clueless animals that had no idea how to identify their enemy from a hole in the ground. Anything red with horns and magic was probably the cliche antithesis of whatever gods they were worshipping. Trying to reason with them was ultimately pointless. Magnus would just have to dispatch them and hope this world had more intelligent forms of life to offer.

The first to charge in was the little girl, blithely denying the existence of the Imperium ironically when one of its members was floating weightless in a bubble right in front of her. Her Angel Cut attack from the front was watched with only bland disinterest, the light energy deflecting off the daemon prince's armor with a chink sound, as predicted.

Magnus narrowed his single eye at her with a disapproving frown. However, being unfamiliar with these beings, he didn't anticipate the second attack from the phantom half of the girl who had jumped space to behind him. She slashed with two weapons at the back of his legs, which were in easier reach for her small stature. The first weapon, Hakurouken, as ususal, passed through the armor like it wasn't even there, but rather than cutting spirit, it found simply nothing, revealing that this Red King had no soul. The second blade, however, faired far better than any material weapon could ever hope to have achieved. Roukanken actually cut through the daemon primarch's armor.

It was a small cut, leaving a minor defect in the warp-magic infused material, but it drew blood on the other side, instantly alarming Magnus at the incredibly unexpected wound. He gasped in surprise, and as an immediate reaction, expelled a powerful wave of force from his being, violently throwing the girl a hundred meters away into the side of a building with a strength that would have killed most humans. Perhaps Ryu's shield would have saved her. Her ghost form however might not have been affected.

This unexpected blast would also hit Luffy and Ryu, pushing them back, throwing them, or knocking them prone, depending on their resistances to it. Luigi was of course protected inside Magnus' chaos sphere.

Magnus growled. Of course, his deamon form healed instantly, but a weakness had been exposed. He had been wrong to underestimate his opponents weapons once before, and he was quickly reminded of that. "Very well. I see you have chosen..." Promptly, he began casting, waving his free hand in the air before him while uttering a language none could decipher.

Luffy struck out his long black arm and found that he could not penetrate inside the chaos sphere with it, but he could loop his arm around it and grab it. Magnus inclined his head toward the very strange arm as it began to pull on Luigi's magical prison. He finished his cast and began a tug of war with his will to keep the orb against Luffy's strength.

As his cast finished, long eel-like ethereal, glowing arms or snakes sprouted out of the space around the sorcerer king's body. They writhed and snapped their jaws at anything daring to get near Magnus. He sent one of the warp-magic tentacles to attack Ryu and one to clamp its shocking jaws onto Luffy's long arm. Flying at Ryu, the thing snapped at him and writhed to encoil him and his weapon. The holy power of the sword seemed to fend the creature off, but it kept trying to snake around behind him for a bite.

Now terrified by what he perceived to be a mutant human attacking his chaos ball, Luigi initially appeared to be freaking out. Nonetheless, he calmed himself then took a random shot at Magnus. The weapon fired and the projectile did pass through the sphere, only to vanish out in the distance somewhere uselessly while leaving Luigi spinning randomly in a zero-g environment. Magnus sighed heavily at spinning, cursing, wild ball of Imperial chainsaw that was his interrogation subject. ... >>

While the snakes kept the several heroes busy, Magnus began his interrogation. Luigi's insane spinning abruptly stopped as he was halted mid-air perfectly upright. "Where is the Imperium, human! ... When did you arrive on this world, and with how many ships? Talk. Now. Or I will start killing people."

The sudden burst of force was unexpected, to say the last, sending Youmu careening through the air and rather surprised. However, if she couldn't handle this she wasn't much of a member of the Konpaku family, was she? Her boots hit the side of the building, and in the few moments that she was there she made a quick decision. Hakuroken had no effect. This demonic being had no soul. She swiftly sheathed the smaller blade and placed her now-free hand on Roukanken's hilt, eyes narrowing. She'd never participated in a lethal fight before, but she had trained for the event of one. Much of her melee danmaku training could be applied to a fight like this, and the small half-phantom girl had trained for both lethal and nonlethal combat regardless.

Her target was dead ahead.

Youmu pushed off the building. There was a sound like a thunderclap, and an enormous backdraft from the speed she instantly gained on leaping from the wall. It would be impossible to make out anything but a white-and-green blur, perhaps with a greyish one behind it, for an instant before there was a silvery flash as she reached the red demon man. Then she hit the cobblestone street and immediately rotated in place, holding Roukanken at the ready as she slowed to a halt. The bushes and trees planted nearby rustled from the backdraft of her leap.

Her attack had been a simple one, aimed at the demon man's gut in a bid to completely bisect him at the middle. If it hadn't worked, then she could quickly follow up from her position, possibly by using her phantom half to attack as well this time.

@supertinyking @MacDuffy @Masterkeun @Wraithblade6

Ryu/Light Whelp
Area 2

Ryu was a little insulted as his barrier destroyed the snake. The fool had sent a pathetic diversion. The creature's strength was incredible, but his arm would be nearly crippled from punching a barrier that hard Ryu assumed. A blur passed by him in seconds his barrier destroying any snakes who moved towards it. The fool's long attack had given Ryu far to much time. Ryu transformed into his light whelp form. The Whelp while small in size was still more powerful than Ryu in every way. Ryu could feel his strength and speed double darting forward in a blur of golden light energy using his blind ability with his scales. Ryu could blind almost any foe for it's life with blind. The Red King would probably only need as few minutes. Ryu took the chance to slice open the bubble for luigi.

Ryu finally sat in the sky breathing a breath of holy whelp breath. The cone coating the area between Ryu and Youmu. Where the breath hit the stones flowers grew and wounds healed. A non demonic creature hit by the breath would feel fully rested. A demonic/undead creature caught in the breath would feel like it was dipped in lava. Ryu assumed the king was long dead but it never hurt to be careful. Ryu blew for a full thirty seconds. When Ryu stopped he was confident that it would reveal a patch of flowers in it's wake.

@VitaVitaAR@Wraithblade6@supertinyking@MacDuffy

Sighing, Set finished his runes and glyphs. "Believe me, I had no intention of going into this fight alone. I simply hoped to be fighting in a more clear field. But if you prefer to heroically stare in the distance until he's here instead of preparing, then feel free." Set never did get 'good guys'. He'd have thought they'd be overjoyed to remove potential civilian casualties from the battlefield. Oh well. If his plan worked he might be able to take down the big guy. After all, even a Sith Lord had weaknesses. And although Vader was better informed than Set had thought, none could match Set's vast knowledge. Vader might have studied the ancient Jedi and Sith, Set had met them.

As the Dark Lord approached, Set stood up from his work. He gave it a last glance, and silently prayed it would work. He had no chance of besting Vader in single combat, and he had no idea how helpful these other two would be against a Sith. Although he did hope that their level of confidence was justified. Well, nothing to do about it now. "So, Vader. Turns out you noticed me. I'd recommend not getting much closer than that, though." Set reached out and gestured, as if drawing an invisible line in front of Vader. "You know, you'd not be the first person to disappear after tracking me down. Shame to ruin your resurrection by dying so shortly after you've come back. So if you've got business with me, I'd recommend you talk from back there." Set looked Vader dead in the eye, unfazed by his practically demonic aura. Set had felt worse. In one hand he held his lightsaber, off for the moment. It was a long design, the hilt designed for his signature two-handed Form IV stance. He gestured to his two companions not to fight immediately, although he had no idea whether they'd listen. He just hoped they had the sense not to immediately charge into combat, as if they did, he had no way to guarantee their survival.

@Masterkeun@VitaVitaAR@supertinyking@MacDuffy




The time it took the disoriented human to process Magnus' questions and the strictly limited options he had was significant. The great horned demon leered at Luigi as the moment ticked by, his patience running out like the last grains in an hourglass.

Their time together would be cut short however, since already a thunderclap announced Youmu's return with that damn supernaturally sharp blade of hers. Again, she and her spiritual counterpart attacked, and this time Magnus did move. He side stepped, driven apart from his prisoner, dodging the cut to his midsection, but giving up ground. "I've had enough of that blade." He said with a sneer. A red glow from his eye indicated yet another spell, and Youmu's hand suddenly was burned by the now red-hot Roukanken. It was too hot to touch for long, certainly too hot to use, but before Magnus could do anything untoward to her, Ryu was getting involved.

The dragon-man had unexpectedly disintegrated all the magical snakes with some kind of blur-charge and transformation. As a small golden dragon, a being of holy and light energy, Ryu was also able to puncture the chaos shield that had held Luigi captive, causing it to disintegrate as well. Luigi dropped like a stone to the ground.

Magnus growled and faced toward the hovering dragon, wincing at the brilliant glare, yet conjuring up again some horrible spell nonetheless. He would never get it off though, because he was quickly engulfed in a torrent of burning light and flame. A psychic ward went up at the last second, a forcefield of warp energy, diverting and pushing against the oncoming fire, but the very substance of the ward was disintegrating as it met the dragon's breath, nullified by the opposite magics. Neither Ryu nor anyone could see behind the brilliant flames, but the painful wail surely indicated that Magnus was hurt.

The determined whelp form of Ryu maintained the pressure regardless, intent on completely burning the enemy to a crisp. The towering being under the blaze and smoke began to drop downward, crumbling as greenery and flowers began to sprout all around the area. The roar of the Red King went quiet.

About out of breath, and with a sense of satisfaction, Ryu was received a shocking surprise. Taking the form of a spear, Magnus' sorcery-empowered weapon burst through the fire-breath and impaled Ryu in the chest. Magnus got up, his body still burning, both hands on his weapon, running it forward into the dragon whelp mercilessly. Magnus' wings were alight with beautiful fire as he roared and subsequently flung Ryu directly into Luffy. Cute little white daisies and black ash fell off Magnus' darkened hair with the effort. "No more Mr. Nice Daemon!" He was unfortunately, not blind.

With terrifying speed, Magnus lunged specifically at Youmu, attempting to grab her by the neck with one hand. This was about as physical as he got when it came to combat, a switch that had obviously been unexpected.

Magnus grit his teeth angrily. He still wanted answers. The flames on his body had all died down at this point, and his unnatural skin was already healing over.

She'd missed, but only barely. Youmu had forced the demon man back, and distracted him long enough to make it possible for the others to free the man who had been trapped in a barrier of some kind. She caught a brief glimpse of his eyes turning red, and suddenly Roukanken's blade was red hot. And yet, the wrapped hilt did well to insulate her hand from the heat. If it hadn't been a youkai-forged blade, perhaps this wound have been troublesome. But Roukanken was no ordinary nodachi. The huge two-meter blade blazed with heat even as Youmu quickly stepped around the Demon Man, her form blurring from speed again. He was preoccupied, and others were attacking him, so it would be easy to find a moment to find an opening...!

Suddenly the dragon man had been flung away, and the Demon man rounded on her and lunged, one thick arm grabbing for her throat. If she couldn't handle this, she was no member of the Konpaku family...!

In a flash, Hakurouken was once again drawn from its sheath, spun, and stabbed downwards in a bid to drive it fully through his arm. If the first glancing blow had not done anything, then perhaps a more firm blow would stun him! Leaving the wakizashi buried in the demonic creature's arm if it hit, she spun with Roukanken raised and let the blade tear the air in a silvery arc downward, aiming for his shoulder as she took herself upwards and into the air. If this blow connected, it would take his arm!

@Masterkeun @Wraithblade6 @supertinyking @MacDuffy

Vader sees Set Harth in plain sight. He was standing there, along with two giant-hulking warriors. One was a giant armored-suit, while the other being some sort of walker mech. Both were styles he has never seen before. Yet he has no feelings in regards to them. He would still have no problem in taking them both out. With the force, he has lifted piles upon piles of debris, he has taken down an AT-AT single-handedly, along with many other notable accomplishments. To him, they were weak and nothing. As the Dark Lord approaches however, Set stood up from his work, reached out with his hand and made a gesture, as if drawing an invisible line in front of Vader.

"So, Vader. Turns out you noticed me. I'd recommend not getting much closer than that, though."

However, Vader was at the very least moderately aware of his surroundings. The dark side was certainly thick in this area, oozing from the ground especially. He sensed a trap. Yet instead of heading forward and charging at the other sith, he obliges to his statement. The Sith Lord stands still and firm, his arms almost disappearing as they laid to the side, hidden thanks to his jet-black cape.

"You know, you'd not be the first person to disappear after tracking me down." Harth continues while looking directly into Vader's glare, "Shame to ruin your resurrection by dying so shortly after you've come back. So if you've got business with me, I'd recommend you talk from back there."

A deafening pause blanketed over the area, with the Dark Lord's breathing being the only sound being heard. For a moment, it seemed as if he was going to charge suddenly into battle. It even seemed as if he was considering it. Alas however, this was not nearly the case. He may be the blunt tool by the Emperor's Hand, at least according to the moffs and admirals, but he has enough class to keep some respect in his arsenal. Not to mention, he has other ideas for the sith.

"I did not come to this world to find you, Set Harth." Vader would respond thickly, "It was merely out of coincidence. If I knew you were still alive, I would've found you years ago... But considering you've been alive for over a thousand years and not detected by both the Republic and the Empire is most... impressive."

He then reaches with his left hand towards Harth.

"We need naught be adversaries." the Dark Lord continues, "After all, we are both devoters to the sith. Join me. Join the Empire and the Emperor will grant you a respectful place amongst the ranks by my side. You won't be needing to hide any longer."

@VitaVitaAR @Wraithblade6 @Masterkeun @MacDuffy


"I don't know, fuck you, and s-" Luigi starts. Magnus had gotten close to him, and was asking questions. Why would he ask questions, why didn't he just rip them from Luigi's mind? Maybe Luigi wasn't as dead as he thought. However, the sudden drop from the bubble helped to jolt him back to reality. With a thunk, Luigi strikes the ground with a groan. Why did he have to be among gods, as a mere mortal man? Why didn't the Emperor give him some sort of massive boon? Was this his punishment for not adhering to the rules of the Adeptus Mechanicus? These are questions for later. Luigi picks himself up, off of the ground and spots the dragon welp breathing holy power forwards at the Daemon, eliciting a scream from the Sorcerer King. A scream, of pain? A scream of agony? He was hurt. If he can be hurt, he can be killed.
Luigi looks forwards, as Ryu is flung into Luffy, and he growls. He sees the crimson stream flying though the air, Ryu's blood splattering into the air due to him being impaled. Luigi sees an opening, and he takes it. Charging forwards, he prepares a swing, starting his swing as Magnus leaps forwards. The chainsword meets daemon flesh, and tears into it, however Luigi's hand is quickly mangled. Luigi's sword is embedded in Magnus's leg as he shoots forwards to grab the white haired girl, most likely causing some intense pain. However, Luigi stops, and looks to his hand, several fingers limply dangled from his torn up hand. The pain takes a moment to reach him, before he grits his teeth, and holds back a pain fueled yelp, instead letting out a growl. Quickly seeing the Daemon clutch the girl, he sees another opening. Lunging forwards, he grabs his chainsword with his good, left hand, and revs it as hard as he can, in an attempt to save the girl from the Daemon. He had little idea that she was infinitely better equipped to deal with Magnus than he was, but Luigi sees her as an ally at this point, and for that he is willing to go to hell and back.

@Masterkeun@VitaVitaAR@supertinyking@MacDuffy




Magnus didn't even feel it when he stepped into the path of the chainsword, its monomolecular teeth finding previously-burned and damaged daemonflesh between the plates of his armor. Failing to interrupt Magnus' stride, the chainsword was torn out of Lugi's hand, breaking fingerbones with it as it stuck in the quickly healing flesh.

A split-second later, MAGNUS DID NOT GRAB YOUMU'S THROAT. He glared at her like one who glares at a sheep about to be slaughtered, with no heart and no remorse. In his left hand the Blade of Magnus, still wet with dragon's blood, had reformed into a kopesh, a curved Egyptian style sword perfect for beheading. Now, he would get his way.

Still the child had some fight. Magnus remained unmoved as she struck Hakurouken through his right arm. He noticed that she still held her other...

"What am I doing?" ...

Magnus blinked and stared at the face of a human girl whom he was holding by the throat. Instantly, a long, hot sword came down between them and seared its way cleanly through his right arm, severing it from his body.

Crying out in blinding pain, the girl and his arm both fell to the ground in a splash of raw magic and blood. What the hell was going on!? He was under attack! Staggering back a few steps, Magnus was in a state of mental shock. The chainsword dislodged from his leg as he moved, and he looked to be on the defensive. Attempting to cover his wound with his other arm, he backed away while keeping his eyes on the small gathering of strangers. One was on the ground with a broken hand. One was some kind of dragon-type xeno that was critically wounded and desperately trying to heal itself. And there were others he could not see that were also nearby.

Suddenly, things started to become clear to the confused daemon prince. This wasn't who he was. He didn't have need to threaten any little girls, and he was not ruled by fear. Such ways were beneath him, even as a daemon. Quickly, he uttered something esoteric and an energy field formed around him. He knew these were not his friends, not after what had happened. He also knew that his power was vastly limited and that he had been spending a fair amount of his energy on this pointless battle.

He stepped back, one step at a time, clutching his missing arm. There was little to do now to right the situation. "I'm sorry." He stated in a voice that seemed like it came from a different person. The best thing he could do at this point was to leave. His wings began to open.

Soon enough, the one that Set had been fearing wandered in. If it hadn't been for the armour, one would have seen the sheer level of excitement that this induced in the old man: of all the things that could brazenly show up in this crazy world, nothing less than a living, breathing (to an extent) film villain? Reinhardt could still remember being introduced to the classics in his childhood, the bombastic theme that went with them...

He promptly stopped humming.

That's right, this was a villain. Not an irredeemable one but someone to take seriously, even if it was the stuff of childhood fantasy to imagine fighting. He couldn't let his guard slip for even an instant--first, deal with Vader, then make sure to not turn his back on Set!

"Vader! Your days of villainy are at an end! Reinhardt Wilhelm shall face you in glorious combat and bring you to your senses!"

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Ryu healed his wound and nodded to the demon gently. It had been confused and crazed. It happend to the best kind of people. Ryu returned to normal the wound vanishing as he walked over to heal luigi.

"It's fine Red we're all a little trigger happy with what's been going on. You're not in trouble. I don't mind turning the other cheek to everything if you need healing. I may even be able to answer some questions." Ryu satisfied the deamon was calm and luigi would recover stood beside them. Ryu wasn't interested in fighting a wounded creature who had stopped combat. The entire trip had been confusing for him as well. It seemed the two were old enemies to Ryu, but it wasn't his place to judge either of them. Ryu shrugged gently staring around the only real damage a crack in a building and the new flower spot. "No harm done" Ryu shrugged gently

Some heroes just loved to make a show of things, and this was something Mei had learned through her experiences with Overwatch. Sure, she'd never been one of those, always being a bit more reserved, but she'd seen dramatics like Celestial's before quite a few times.

"How wonderful!" she said, clapping her hands enthusiastically. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Celestial, really!"

For a moment, she considered asking if she had been part of Overwatch, but judging by her apparent age... Well, Mei only considered this question for a fraction of a moment, before following Vivi as the young wizard boy started to hopefully lead them to this castle.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay, Vivi?" Maybe she was overreacting a bit, since Vivi himself didn't seem to be bothered much about tripping up, but what if he'd been hurt and hadn't realized it? Oh, if only Dr. Ziegler was here... But as the only adult here, she had to be responsible, and thus she immediately rushed over to the young wizard's side. "Are you hurt? Do you need something cold?"

Meanwhile, Snowball seemed rather impressed with itself, if the fact that its eyes now ressembled double-carets was anything to go by. It didn't seem too concerned by Ruru using it as transportation as it hovered along after the others, and in fact was beeping rather animatedly as though in conversation with the fairy.

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It was pretty hard to ignore just who had stepped out. Sure, those movies were old, really old by now, but it wasn't as if she didn't regularly consume some pretty old media. If something was good, it was good! Good games, good movies, that kind of stuff! Why would she miss out on awesome stuff just because it was old? It didn't make any sense. But that, indeed, that was exactly why she almost instantly recognized the person who just stepped into view. That dark armor, that characteristic breathing. There was no mistaking that voice, either. For a few moments of his initial appearance, the young Korean girl was absolutely flabbergasted at the sight of this particular individual.

"Darth Vader?!" exclaimed D.Va, eyes wide. It was hard not to get caught up in the moment, really. "We're going to fight Darth Vader?! How awesome is that!?"

She looked towards her allies for a few moments. Sure this made Set feel a lot more dubious, but that could be dealt with after they fought DARTH VADER of all people.

"Hehehe, we're not going to be so insignificant compared to the power of the dark side!" D.Va declared, quite a bit more gleefully then one would expect from being about to charge into a fight with a powerful evil figure(though of course he gets redeemed in the end, and tosses the mastermind down into a shaft where he explodes!). "Do you find our lack of faith disturbing?!"

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Hakurouken was swiftly drawn from the severed arm, both katana held at the ready as the girl with the silvery hair kept her gaze firmly fixed on the red demonic man. A blue-white smokey substance, seemingly some kind of gooey fluid, flowed off Hakurouken's blade and dissipated into nothing, though there was no actual hole where it had been drawn from. That second blow had certainly had a serious effect on the demon. And now, both Roukanken and Hakurouken gleamed in the sunlight as the small girl's blue-eyed gaze remained firmly fixed upon the 'red king'.

"If you're going to retreat, then do it," was all she said. Ryu was insane to just forgive him like nothing had happened, and Youmu seriously doubted him now. Certainly, forgiveness was vital in Gensokyo. Those who committed incidents were always easily forgiven. But that was because, even at their worst, they had never done anything too terribly bad. Even the Hell Raven who had sought nuclear destruction had done it as a result of momentary madness. But the demon had clearly been in control of his actions and attempted to kill everyone here.

He wouldn't be forgiven easily, but Youmu would not attack him if he was retreating.

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