Brutus quickly turned around as Aram followed behind him. At first, the electric boy wondered how his companion had reached here, before remembering the display of Alchemy. However, it was the offer that relieved Brutus to no end. [color=fff200]"Hey Brutus, if you like I can take that sword off ya. I'm pretty well versed in the applications of such weaponry."[/color] With that, Aram would find the [i]Bing-Bong[/i] Sword practically shoved into his hands. 

[color=007fff]"Good, please take it. That thing kinda gives me the creeps..."[/color] Which was partly true. The feeling that sword gave off... Brutus shook his head. [color=007fff]"Besides, I'm no good with swords. This also lets me handle the small fry. Seems like your powers might be a bit... destructive"[/color] Before Brutus could even make to continue searching, yet another familiar face showed up.

[color=F5F58B][b]"Guys, guys! what are you two doing here?"[/b][/color] As the question was asked, Brutus had to fight the look of incredulity that threatened to give away his thoughts. [color=007fff][i]'Wait... did he come here... for[/i] fun!?'[/color] Brutus asked himself. [color=F5F58B][b]"I'm checking out the eeevils of the Lower Level -- not that impressive by the way -- All I have to do is Absorb and these invisible people go with it ... Wonder why that is? I'm not usually able to do things like that. Cool weapon by the way. Oh well, I'm heading down to the lower floors, this one's boring. Haven't explored it all but I can tell nothing exciting is going to happen. Wanna come along?"[/b][/color]

Brutus shook his head. Would wonders cease? [color=007fff]"I'll pass on exploring the lower floors. King sent some of us here to complete an exorcism. We're apparently broke, and need money to enter the next tournament. Seems like you can handle ghosts on your own. If that's the case, it might be best to split up. Though I should warn you that there are oth-"[/color]

[i]Knock! Knock! Knock![/i]

It was loud. That was Brutus' first worry. What now? Did the imps have back up? Would they be drawn to the noise? Brutus' body started crackling with electricity, more out of relfex than anything. [color=a0410d]"Hello?"[/color] Brutus groaned. Great, just great. Why did the deities hate his life? He'd hoped that the perils of the building would've held off some of the others who'd gotten here first. But no... that'd be too easy! [color=a0410d]"Vigilantes, da? I do not know what you are doing here, but I do not want to fight. I do not think we have reason to. I am coming out now, please do not be shooting at me. Thank you."[/color]

Wait... hang on a tick... Brutus was sure he'd recognized that voice. With a few steps that rattled the aged and decaying floor (and wasn't [i]that[/i] a comforting thought?), out stepped... Well, at first glance, many might say a demon or a freak. Brutus knew better. Bak Tsarevna, of St. Lucifer's. Brutus had fought her in a tournament last year, back when he'd attended St. Laurel's like a good boy. The fight hadn't been fun. Brutus learned the metal wasn't for show, as the girl was a literal breathing weapons locker. However, he'd managed to win out in the end. [color=a0410d]"You see? No silly business. Please do not Zap."[/color] 

Ah... it'd make sense that Bak'd be wary of him. To be fair, Brutus was sure that she'd not experienced a shock before that point in her life. Brutus nodded, still keeping one hand crackling with electricity. To be fair, his control had improved greatly since his younger days. However, he still found it hard to completely still his power when he was on edge, and boy was he ever. He didn't fancy taking another missile to the face, thank you very much.

[color=007fff]"I promise not to strike first if you don't. Now, what is it you want?"[/color] The question was asked with a mix of distrust and respect. Brutus wasn't too worried about a fight, other than the damage the mechanical girl could cause. After all, he had backup this time.

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