It seemed taking a step onto the bridge was the first step into absolute madness. The storm Dora had summoned was turned into a blade storm as the rain became swords falling upon anyone who was currently traversing. Though Omega technically wouldn’t need to worry, he was right next to Miyu when she activated her shield to block the incoming weaponry so he was fine either way. Then. Everything happened.
First, Omega heard someone yell
“Choo Choo” behind him. Turning back he saw a massive hulk of metal and flesh start his engines and charge straight at him. He quickly turned to Miyu to alert her.
”Miyu watch ou-” before he could get his warning out, he felt a slight tingle through his body and the next thing he knew everyone on the bridge had gone flying. All he could muster at the sight was,
”Whoa!”It didn’t help that just after, Balrog came barreling through him much faster than initially planned thanks to the push.
”WHOA!” He yelled in surprise. Had Omega not been a spirit he would have been a pancake, but instead the demon just passed through him harmlessly, though Omega always hated the feeling of someone going through him. Which is why Juno also charging through him to get a chance at attacking Balrog didn’t make things better.
”Okay seriously? Can no one see me standing here? Whatever.” He continued on the bridge with little obstruction that would affect him and arrived at the lobby entrance to see what the cluster of flying people had become. To his shock, the lobby had become a large iron maiden with spears and lances everywhere to impale those dropping in. While some, mostly Machina, looked like they had avoided them others clearly took a nasty hit from them all.
They wouldn’t need to worry about one group it seemed as it appeared as though the demons were fighting themselves, or at least shadow clones of themselves. That left the Machina and the Lamia if they survived the spears. With the amazons the Angles could deal with the large snake women as the primitive warriors probably dealt with their kind before, but the Machina as always still had the advantage over heaven. Glancing back at the shadow clone demons, Omega had and idea.
”Excuse me, miss Hohenheim? Would you mind drawing one of them tarot cards for the Machina? Think it’s time they got to have some fun.”@The 42nd Gecko@KoL
With his enemies lined up, Balrog was sure he could knock a few off. But before he could even make contact with anyone, his speed more than doubled as something from behind force pushed him along with everyone else. The only person he managed to even get near was a small ghostly figure but Balrog had gone right through him. Enraged he turned around mid air to see who the culprit was just in time to feel her blade slice across his chest cutting part way into his armor.
”You? Balrog remember you.” he growled grabbing Juno and firing his machine gun arm point blank at her. His attack wouldn’t last long as he hit the ground full force on a bed of spikes. Not too different from his bed at home, but still not pleasant to land on either. Juno still in hand Balrog slammed her into the spikes as well while using the same motion to push himself up.
”Balrog...Make little girl...Pay… Just as he was able to stand the large demon dropped to his knees as a sudden sickness washed over him.
”uuuggghhh. Balrog no feel so goo-*hurl* ” before he could finish Balrog upchucked a massive amount of black goo which he made sure got on Juno as much as possible.
As the last little spittle hit the ground the ink like substance began to form in front of him and become, himself?
”What this?” Balrog asked in confusion only to be answered by machinegun fire and a rocket barrage, which in his defense is how Balrog would have answered that question as well. In retaliation Balrog smacked his clone across the face with his twin flails and followed up by grabbing the clone and slamming him into the pointy floor. Now it was his turn to unleash a massive rocket barrage at his fake.
@KoL