Etcetera said
Nothing at all in mind?
I know nothing about them...if I knew some good info, I could probably think of something. But I don't...sorry...
Etcetera said
Nothing at all in mind?
Extra said
Thanks, Rythian...
Extra said
I know nothing about them...if I knew some good info, I could probably think of something. But I don't...sorry...
Etcetera said
Good. We're alive. Great. Now the question is, what's preventing the Noble from coming back and slaughtering us?
Valiance said
Probably just Martyn, if anything at all. We'll definitely need to prepare something, because Martyn can go toe to toe with just about anyone, but inly as long as he doesn't exhaust his power... Which happens quickly.
Etcetera said
Okay, so here are the facts. Martyn's going to lose against the Noble. None of us are strong enough to beat the Noble or seal him away. What are our options?
Valiance said
Hope and pray.Ridge: But I ain't going down without a fight.
Etcetera said
Well how would you plan to keep Second out of wherever you are?
Extra said
I...I don't know...I'm sorry...
Etcetera said
It's okay. If you would, just think of a strategy; you're smart. I know you can think of something.
Extra said
Okay. I will try.
Spiritblitz said
*Lunar walks in*Need help with something?
Etcetera said
No offense, but I'm not going to rely on hope to stay alive. We need some sort of anti-Noble military force. Something, anything, to just keep one of them out.
Valiance said
No military I know will stop a Noble.
Nemeses said
*Appears with a silver trident in one hand, and a limp Martyn in the other. I toss him to the ground in front of you all*Well... Next?
Etcetera said
Right, but no force either?..... Wait. Aren't weapons themselves tiered? What if we got some Tier Five weapons? Like, someone told me about Data's knife, Gray Matter.
Nemeses said
*Appears with a silver trident in one hand, and a limp Martyn in the other. I toss him to the ground in front of you all*Well... Next?
Etcetera said
You know he's alive, right?
Valiance said
Ridge: You.*Covers the end of your trident with a solid cube of white energy, pulls it from your grip, and hits you in the face with it*No clue.
Nemeses said
Of course, but he's done for... Unless, of course, any of you want to give your life for his.*Rubs my face*Ouch... That was a nice move. But I don't want to fight you anymore. I came to give you all a choice.