@Tyki@Letter Bee@supertinyking@thewizardguy Minato, holding on to his sword as his weapon of choice, follows after Gin, Osamu, and his group of allies through the portal. Upon exiting, he finds himself on yet another battlefield, except this one is much more severe. Demons were fighting one another, and there seemed to be quite a few other people imprisoned within cages made from shadows. At least, that's what he thought at first. Upon closer inspection, it seems that a few of them were empty, not harmed in the slightest. He would even see a severed pair of feet within one of them. He would have to wonder how that escape plan worked later. Upon gazing around the area, he happens to catch the eye of a familiar tactician. "Michael, is that you..?" Minato inquires, quite surprised to see a familiar face in such an outlandish place.
Upon hearing his name called, the tactician turns around to see Minato, a smile forming on his face as the memories of this comrade come rushing back. "It has been a rather long time, hasn't it? There are better places to sleep than within a seal, you know." He remarks. He then turns to look at the others that had appeared alongside him. The two that really stood out to him was a silver-haired man and whom he believed was Mewtwo, for he could sense their immense power from where he stood, it washing over him like a wave. "I believe you're the people I must thank for reuniting me with a strong ally. My name is Michael Narukami. Might I ask your names?" The tactician inquires, speaking to the group as a whole. Turning his back to the current threat in the room was a risky act, but Michael had come with a strategy, as always. As he was talking, he tune in to his draconic self, increasing the strength of his senses and forming a protective cover of scales along the back of his body, taking good care of his blind spots in case he were to be attacked.
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