*Eight hundred volleys of reality-distorting missiles and six trillion megatons of explosives launch toward eight different dimensions, including one of the capital cities of the IA*
§ol: *Wakes up from my snooze in a comfy chair, opening only one eye.* Well that isn't exactly a
friendly greating. I was hoping it would be another month before someone noticed me. How long until they reach us?
Servant: *Appears* About an hour or two sire. Would you like us to disable their distructive potential and bring them in for dismantlment?
§ol: It would appease me, yes. If you can get it done posthaste I'll grant those involved some time off.
Servant: I'll inform the others then sire, thank you for this opportunity. *Dissappears.*
*Several creatures appear on top of the reality warping missiles, weilding silver "flames" of isolation to rapidly cut appart and dismantle them. Other, more humaniod creatures, appear near the other missiles and take hold of them, effectively stopping them in place.*