*Zeta almost yelps when she sees the bat A, still existing, and B, attacking her, and so she misses her secondary swing with her spear. Despite this the spear corrects itself and fires yet another blast, albeit badly aimed, and far less intense in the general direction of the bat swooping Zeta.*
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*The Black Armoured Figure steps into the light where Lecter and the group of futuristic peeps are. He's bulky, like, 8 feet of muscle bulky, with only a helmet and a cloak that is draped around his shoulders, which actually makes him look armoured, though he isn't. Although he looks like a brute, he does also have an armoured tasset piece, along with black metal leg gear. So pants. Basically metal pants.*
BAF: Greetings. Investigating the storm?
*His voice is deep, and carries a heavy accent from a faraway land of anime and bodypillows. Leaning heavily on his huge scythe, which is almost his heigth, he gives the small group a quick inspection from underneath his menacing helmet.*