Sutoratosu

At the Nix Gate... "A very good question," Chimed Muya. "And one that I was hoping someone would ask before we embarked. Divinius is the key to preventing the horrors that await this world in the near future. He is the key to winning the war that is going to be waged across the face of this entire planet and ravage every living thing. Put simply, he is the only hope humanity has to save itself. But he is in-experienced, he knows nothing about how to use the raw forces at his beck and call... That is where My allies and all of you come in; There is another in this world, an intruder, who has the capacity to wield the same forces Divinius. He will stop at nothing to kill him and take them for himself, and if he succeeds, then he will destroy everything and remake all worlds according to his own vision, and there would be no survivors. Stratos Valgiri, the man you all probably know as the "Sky Slayer", is the one tasked with this boy's defense, but he is currently... elsewhere, and unable to do so, hence it falls to myself and my two allies here to take up his mission, as well as to those of you who accept our call to action." Aaron, apparently Divinius now, said nothing as The old woman spoke about him at length. He honestly didn't know what the hell he had been thrown into when that other boy, Marcelos, transferred over these...what did they call these things earlier, Primal keys or something? Now here he was, the center of conversation about a second Nix War and The end of the World and someone wanting to kill him... He was still struggling to piece together anything he could about what the hell was going on, and in all honesty, these people had been told more in the past five minutes about the situation than he had at all. So... what, were they just going to keep him in the dark the whole time and expect him to do all these things they claimed only he could do? He had accepted the task of killing whoever the hell this Rossephus guy was, yes, but not any of..this. He'd been told that Rosse was dangerous, but no one ever said that the fate of the world was riding on his shoulders. From what he had heard so far, He was the most important component of whatever plan they might have, and yet they lacked the decency to even give him any details about anything... "Fuck this," He blurted out, turning his back and walking away from them all. If this is how things are going to go, he didn't intend to put up with it. they could go find someone else to be their Hero. "Where do you think you're going?" His father called out. "I'm done," Replied Aaron. "Go find someone else to play hero, or stand here twiddling your thumbs, I don't much care. But I'm not going to be here doing it with you all, so go find someone else to play Knight in shining armor for you; it's a role that I refuse to play if you're not going to bother telling me anything." "Get back here now," Muya demanded. Aaron kept walking. She sighed angrily "These tantrums of yours are pathetically immature. You're acting like a four year old who's been told they can't have their way." Aaron stopped in his tracks at that comment. Immature? How the hell was it immature for him to decline a task when he hadn't been given any information that he needed to do it? How immature was it for him to simply walk away from people who simply refused to talk to him like an adult about things? These were completely reasonable ways for him to react, and yet they were comparing him to a temperamental child? "The only reason I'm getting like this," He retorted, turning around and stepping back towards the group. "Is because you've all got your heads so far in the damn clouds that it's infuriating." "You're over here talking to these people about the fate of the world and the revival of Ancient Wars and the end of the human race, you keeping saying that somehow, for some reason, I'm the key to stopping all this from happening, but yet you have neglected to explain anything to me about the magnitude of what I've been thrust into. I've asked several times, yet you keep finding new and increasingly more horse-shit ways of sidestepping around it. you know what that says to me? It says that whatever the hell I'm supposed to do, it must not be that crucial...so, what am I to assume then, but that you're obviously glorifying it and exaggerating it to the point where it's some epic fiction? You can tell this little story about the church being corrupt and the world's coming to an end and someone named Rossephus is running around like a maniac trying to destroy everything, but from what I can see, you lack even the tiniest shred of evidence to prove it." "The evidence is the god damn markings on your hands!" Bellowed Samiel. His face was flushed red with anger "What markings?" Asked Aaron. "Oh, you mean these generic looking ones that any simpleton could've drawn in a drunken stupor?" he held up his palms, the two strange symbols blazing to life on his hands. "Now, I have no proof that there's anything significantly special about these markings," He continued. "You healed with them, didn't you?" Erick spoke up for the first time. "You just as damn well as I do that it could be easily explained by a Proxy Healing," He retorted to his old friend. "Hell, I don't have any reason to believe that these aren't anything more than that, just some strange type of Magic that was put on me." "That's utterly impossible, boy," Samiel said. "The spheres have been destroyed. Magic is dead." Aaron flung out his hand in a wide arc. a bout of flames emitted from his palm and fingertips as he did so, leaving a fiery trail blazing in the air that faded away a few seconds later. he held up his other hand. A sphere of electricity crackled to life and rotated there silently. He was scowling as he allowed both conjurations to fade and crossed his arms, drumming his fingers impatiently... this little game was beginning to piss him off beyond words. "Care to explain how the fuck I'm able to do that then, Father?" he snarled. "See, you say one thing, and yet I just proved it to be a complete lie, twice in fact. I can still hear the Spheres loud and clear. Obviously magic is alive and well." Sam had no response to that... Aaron turned around and started walking down the lonely mountain road lying before him. He was done with this shit. "Have fun playing your little fantasies," He called back to the group. "But I won't have any part in it."

If they die while your out in the field, You'll either have to catch a replacement there, or fight with one less party member. up until this point in the story, if someone's GAO partner was killed during training/ on duty at Bexly, then they would be assigned a new one to replace it. But it won't be so for much longer. come time for the war and the Squads deployment, if your GAO dies in battle, you'll be the only one responsible for acquiring a new one to replace it. You can't exactly go running back to base like a child running to it's mother's skirts when you're hundreds of miles deep into Enemy held territory, and thousands of miles from home.

Anyone asks, and they get to feel my wrath... any request to get a ditto will be Vetoed every single time. no negotiation

Be careful what ya wish for now... I'll be giving that and then some to you all in the next chapter... you will probably hate Ditto with a fiery passion by the beginning of chapter four. encase you haven't noticed, I have my own mechanics for how Dittos transform. they can do it perfectly from memory, as well as if given a sample of the targets DNA, and they can do it by touch or even just by seeing a photo of the target... in other words, enjoy these nice matches against each other while you can, because things only get tougher from this point. Enemies will fight to kill. every time you throw out your GAOs, you will be engaging in a death match against your opponent. your skill and competence will decide whether your partners, or for some of you more sentimental characters at this point, your friends, live or die.

A few more developments to report In place of Skills, I have compiled Job classes for players to choose from. so far they have all been made, however they still require some work in specific areas.Anyways, work on this is going well. Expect it to be up in about... 2 weeks maybe?

Alright, We shall name the team "Spark Alpha". Now... to find a naming opportunity. The end of this chapter will do nicely (I've decided that if you all aren't gonna do this contest thing, then I'm just going to move the time forward to night and change the setting to the mess hall during dinner. That's where I intend to end this chapter, regardless of how long or short it is at this point. though we still have a little time before I decide to do that.)

On the road again, I can't to get back on the Road Again, Heading places that I've never been.~♪ Boho's Group... "Lucian" The prisoner responded to Gideon's question abruptly. He said nothing more after that, simply kept walking, not wanting to get struck by the bull whip Boho kept concealed under his cloak. While Darius fiddled with the man's weapons, nothing of significant note occurred. Boho seemed to have had the fore-sight to completely unload all of them earlier. At the Nix Gate... (Octavia, Murdoc, Super, Chimchain, Kenny) "I know who he is," Cesealia responded, her voice a bit Curt. Again, People skills were not exactly her strong suit. "He's my commander..." "And he can hear you two from a mile away," Atton interjected, turning his attention to them. "Honestly, try to minimize your volumes..." "What the hell happened her tonight?" Demanded Cesealia. Atton reached into his armor, searching for something, but apparently not fiding it, as his hand was empty when he brought it back out. "Seems I've...lost a certain piece of Evidence," He said. "But I shall do my best to explain it... and hope that you choose to believe my words." "You've never given me any reason not to believe you," Said Cesealia. "Go on, I'm listening." "Very well then," Atton scratched his chin for a few moments, thinking about where he should start. up until now, he had been given the luxury of being able to simply hand Tactalli's Ancient Journal to people and let them see the truth for themselves... but now that he had to explain it all himself, he found it hard to formulate the right words... oh...wait. That's right, he didn't have to. The journal could still be of use even if he didn't physically have it... "Cithalocism is nothing but a lie, Cesealia," He continued. Cesealia didn't seem phased in the least bit by this statement, simply kept listening. Atton carried on. "It has always been a lie, since the day that Azuaqyar descended from the skies. Rodrac Tactalli, the first High Priest of the Theocracy, actually stumbled upon the truth, many, many years ago. He discovered that Azauqyar was not a god or a savior of man, but instead merely an avatar being use by a being who seeks the destruction of all creation... a being named Rossephus. And before he could spread the truth, he was murdered... right in the middle of penning his account on his findings. I used to have his Account, but it seems I lost it during...well during what just happened to the City. I'm going to guess that you don't believe a single bit of this, do you?" "I'm honestly hurt that you'd think I wouldn't take you at your word," Said Cesealia. "But that still leaves my question unanswered." "I honestly have no idea why this happened to the city," Atton admitted. "But I can only assume that it is related to Rossephus. The Resurrection tonight, it was not meant to bring back Azauqyar, it was meant to bring the enemy of humanity forward into this world. Stratos, you like so many others probably know him as the "Sky slayer" attempted to slay Rosse when he saw this... long story short, the bastard escaped before we could finish the-" "there's something about that story that doesn't add up," Esmerelda interupted. Atton simply raised his brow, not knowing what she meant. "which is...." He ployed, drawing out the 'is'. "Why would this 'Rossephus' Wait till now to do this?" she answered. "Why wouldn't he have acted sooner, just gone and been done with it. He could've destroyed the world back thousands of years ago when everyone had the veil over their eyes; he should've struck before Stratos was ever born, he wouldn't have any resistance if he had." "Interesting Question," Atton Chimed. that's when something in Tactalli's journal rang through his mind. "Tactalli wrote something about a... a seal, or a barrier... something that prevented Rosse from ever physically setting foot in this world... Actually, I do believe he said that they were..." The Magistrate's eyes widened as he made what was apparently a stunning realization. "They were what?" Cesealia asked impatiently, trying to get him to continue. Atton simply shook his head. "they were... He said they were the Spheres..." His voice was barely above a coarse whisper. "the seal...that kept him out. They were the very spheres of creation themselves... when he was brought forth, it could only mean one thing... they destroyed them all. Some how, some way, they managed to do it." "And the results were the fall of this city?" asked Cesealia. "If so, It would make sense... if they fueled all the world's magick, they had to have held an immense power... speaking of which..." "Magick is dead," A voice interrupted. Samiel approached the group as they conversed. "As are the spheres, so is the craft. Have you heard that saying before? It is exactly true. Anyone who relied on the use of Magick in combat, is now completely powerless. If you don't believe me, try to use some right now." Cesealia was completely skeptical of this man's words. she raised her hand, her palm facing out in-front of her. She concentrated, trying to tune into an Aria...all that happened was nothing. "Do you see now?" Samiel asked. She had little choice but to nod. The sage then turned his attention to the giant. "We've been crippled greatly tonight," He said. "Rosse didn't even have to lift a finger to make it happen, his lackies did... but enough on that, we need a plan of action, and we need it now." "We already have one," Muya called out. Everyone turned to look at her as she addressed the group. "Stop your gossiping and listen up!" the old woman ordered. "Dark times are ahead of us, my friends. Terrible and truly wretched things are about to befall the human race, things that will prove to be the stuff of nightmares made real! I know that you all are probably confused and vexed by what has occured tonight, but right now I ask that you listen to our plea, for all shall be explained later if you do. What I ask of you all, you, Trystane, you, Maximus, You, matrim, you, Ko'Luki, you, Octavia, and all you three as well, Erick, Cesealia, Esmerelda, is to accompany us north and let us your strength so that we may act to prevent a horrible repeating of history; so that we may prevent another Nix War from starting!" Her voice honed to a razor sharp edge at that point, serious and deadly like a blade. "I ask that you come north with me and my allies to help us protect the only individual who has the capacity to prevent the things that await Humanity in the valley of the shadows and darkness that we have been thrust into tonight... Divinius Chesnii." She pointed a gnarled finger at Aaron, who looked around at the group dreading what ever the hell she had just gotten him into. Samiel's eye's lit up with surprise upon hearing the name 'Chesnii' being uttered from her lips... but then again, of course she would know... "The offer is yours,' she continued "Either come with us, or don't. But just know this: Cowards die many times before their death, but the Valiant only taste of death but once. If you run, then you might as well just throw yourself from a cliff face and be done with it"

This is taking a bit of time though. The IC thread is all the way in the middle of the second page of the forums. Anyone care to make a revive post in it? I'd do it myself, but I'm honestly planning to just have Anver stalk around the woods until dusk when the car arrives to pick him up.

Well, you all have a point. Alrighty. She'll be reassigned. That means that Slot is gonna open up on the squad...

Well, if Bibs and Ark wanna work together, then I'll guess I'll change the preferred specialty from Exploration. Put me down for rescue. Looking forward to working with the two of you.

Ark, Bibs, I'm just gonna put down "Exploration Team" for our specialty for now. though I'll ultimately leave the choice up to you two. Username: Stratos (or Ethic...either is fine) Reserved Pokemon: Druddigon Human/ Pokemon: Pokemon Preferred Specialty: Exploration Personality: comes of as A bit rough and curt at first, But upon warming up is a very loyal individual who is more than willing to go very far out of his way in order to help a friend in need. Doesn't like to back down from challenges, and has an adventurous spirit; sometimes so adventurous that it proves to be a bit foolhardy... That should do for a basic over view of what I'm going for with the personality. Unto the Subject of a Co-mod, I can indeed serve as one for you. either PM me with details of things that need to be done in the Story if you ever need me, or simply keep me in the loop about things in general. Which ever way you decide will be fine.

Oh damn... That's actually even better! I'm liking Spark Alpha Squadron. you have to admit, it sounds quite badass.

anyone mind if I ask their reasons? it's not that I need them, persay, I'll stay act accordingly to what you all decide for her, but I'm just a bit curious.

So... can't trust her, eh? Well, I can see why one wouldn't trust her... she pretty much orchestrated that whole situation into what it became. And At this point, I'm fairly certain that Maddie is never coming back to us. now, does anyone got any objections to her being re-assigned? I feel like I'm conducting a vote to throw someone off the island XD

To my knowledge, this does not exist yet... listen, that little Idea of yours is great and all, but You honestly should've just made your own thread in the appropriate sub forum section, like "the Pokemon Fan Club" instead of putting all of that here up here, Seeing as how honestly the only thing even remotely relevant to this thread in what you said is that they both have some tie in with PMD. So yeah... you're kinda highjacking things here...

That could actually be feasible...

is that "No objections" to the name, or is it for Enyo staying?

Ermagerd... a certain Someone just had an Epiphany... about Goddamn time... And also, I would be fine with the name "Shock Squadron" anyone have objections to the name? and while we're on the subject of the Squadron... I just realized that this could be the perfect opportunity to get rid of Enyo... What do you all think? I'll leave it up to you, do ya want her gone, or would you prefer her staying?

ENYO Enyo ignored as Clint suddenly came up and interrupted Logan, waiting until he left to begin speaking. "Just so you know," She said. "I provoked him into that. And I knew full well what I was doing... though, I didn't expect things to go as far as they did... I was hoping I could get him angry enough to make a challenge, and then beat him easily with this..." She held up the capsule for Logan to see. "But I don't know...but he managed to defeat it. Things just escalated from that point. I'm not bothered by Anything he said, after all, I caused it in the first place... But there is one thing he said That I don't understand. When he said that the reason he won was because I barely issued any orders at all..." she stopped herself, glancing at Logan. "Why am I opening up to him?" She thought to herself. "Whatever... he's just the medic, not like it matters if he knows anything..." "And what he said about me losing my... other partners... is right." She admitted, deciding to continue on. "It was after the snow, when I woke up in the medical ward. Both my Capsules were missing from my belt. When I was in the forest, a Group of Scavenger birds attacked me. Erick happened to be walking by and gave me this to defend myself with when He saw I didn't have anything on me..." She stopped and considered just what might have pushed Erick as far as he went... He had totally bailed her out of that situation, had given her this monstrous powerhouse when he could've just walked by and acted like he didn't see anything. Why had he done that? It obviously wasn't because he wanted anything from her, he made that clear... so why would he...? Kindness? no... Admitably, Erick was a nice enough person when he wasn't off his rocker like Slim Shady on the vodka... but that didn't seem to have been his motivation in this case. Then it hit her. He had helped her because they were allies, Comrades, members of the same Squadron. Because at the end of the day, they would all have to have each other's backs... Erick understood this better than probably anyone else on the team. That's why he had Given her this to use as her own. And how did she repay his Comradery, his watching her back? She had repaid it by provoking him into a Rage that would probably prove to be very destructive to his career and standing in the squadron's trust, not to mention by attempting to humiliate him in-front of everyone on the team. He hadn't been trying to Brag when he spoke up and said that he had captured the thing and given it to her. he was speaking the simple truth. He didn't care whether or not it got him any higher standing on the team, he only cared that everyone of his team members knew that he had had her back when she needed it, and that He'd also try to have their backs too... She had completely misread everything about the situation. Of course Erick had gotten so pissed when she had egged him on like that. He had fucking helped her out, and she came right around and basically tried to humiliate him completely... It was like someone giving you Food when you haven't eaten in days, and you giving them the bird right to the face as you wolf it down. Erick had figured out then that she wouldn't his back or anyone else's on the team. He had been acting to get rid of what he felt at the time to be a threat to his Squad mates. He knew that she didn't give to flying damns about team work, and had regarded her as an outsider, someone who would probably just leave them all to die when Push came to shove. he hadn't been fighting to prove something about himself, he had fought her for the men that stood beside him, for the men who would someday become his brothers in arms on the battle field. she felt something strange at this realization...something she hadn't really felt before... It was Shame. She was Ashamed of her actions. Ashamed that she hadn't really understood what being a part of a 'team' actually meant until now. "God, I'm so stupid..." she muttered. She turned her attention to Logan. "Erick was wrong..." she began. "When he said that He didn't deserve to serve on the same team as any of you... He was completely wrong. I'm the one who doesn't deserve to serve beside any of you." At that moment, a Voice rang out in both Her's and Logan's minds. "I was wondering how long it would take you to finally realize all of this and admit it," Clemont said. though from what the two of them could tell, he was still physically outside the gates with the group. He must've been watching Enyo the whole time. "It's precisely why I stepped in and stopped Surge when I did. There's nothing but injustice in the world if someone like Erick were to ultimately get Killed via execution just because someone like you was too shallow and Introverted to understand the concepts of Team work and Loyalty and Selflessness." With that, Clemont had apparently said all that he had wanted to say, because he spoke no more int their minds after that. Enyo didn't say anything after that, simply made her way to the front doors of Command Central and disappeared inside, leaving Logan standing where he was.

Agreed. It should be a short name that your CO won't get shot dead shouting into the Walkie Talkie while issuing new orders. And must be a least somewhat serious.

No...just... I'm sorry, but I must Veto this suggestion immediately. Now then onto the main Reason Why I'm making this post at all: * "A Wild Stratos Appeared!" "Wha...oh no... Oh dear God..." "The wild Stratos has gone into full rules mood!" Now then, because this post was edited after I read it the first time, I did not notice this, but that's not what's important right now. What is important is this: Today a Player approached me in a PM and spoke to me about certain occurrences. What were these Occurrences? To put it simply, the overuse of Egg moves by certain player(s), as well as the actions portrayed in the above post. the names of the Player(s) who are accused of the charge(s) of abusing Egg moves will remain Classified. As will the name of the player who brought these grievances to my attention. After a brief Investigation into these Charges, I had to concur with this player's Grievances. Up until now, I have tried to not be a nazi about the whole Move-pool thing, on the condition that it does not become an Issue. Well, if a Player gets so fed up with something that they feel they have to come me, The host and Game master, in private and discuss it directly. Then that "something" is obviously a Problem. And I do not tolerate problems in RPs that I run. So here's what's going on: I've already said it several times, but damnit, I'ma say it again: I don't care who you are, no one is allowed to use Egg moves for their GAOs unless said Egg-moves can be justified as the GAO knowing them naturally I should have to say no more on this issue. But know that I will be watching far more closely from now on. If I sense any horse shit, I will not hesitate to call the person out on it. You have been warned. this is the final time. A brother is now watching you. Now that I've said that again, here's the thing I'm going to 86: No one, absolutely NO ONE, Is allowed to use any Egg-moves that have to be Chain-bred onto a pokemon. Why? Because Chain-breeding is different from ordinary reproduction. It has to follow a very specific Chain of Parent and child through several generations, Chains... that are often very highly unlikely to ever occur in the wild. I'm not going to judge this on a case by case basis. I'm just going to make it illegal completely. Don't try to debate on this. you'll be more likely to get thrown out than you are to make me change my mind about this decision. Now, onto the second Issue I'm going to stomp out: Move-tutoring. From this point forward, I am regarding having one pokemon teach another to use a move as the same as using a Human-Move tutor, which is impossible, because people can't learn Pokemon moves. it's that simple. This action is going to be considered illegal from this day forward. You may try to argue that it would make sense for one Pokemon to teach a move to another, but I will not hear this. I'm doing this to prevent people giving their partners moves that they have no way of knowing and no real justification for knowing. again, A Debate is highly unlikely to do anything more than get you thrown out. If you think that a move is justifiable on a Pokemon, but see that it has no way of learning it... Well I've already said long ago what to do in this case. If you don't know the proper course of action for this situation, go look it up, and pay more attention in the future. Now that this is addressed, onto the issue in Kenny's post: I'm going to need you to edit this back to the way it was before(What that means is getting rid of the part about Emolga tutoring Eve to use Iron tail.) for both of the rules I have introduced above. And in closing. Does it seem like I'm angered? Well that's because I am somewhat. Angered because I care about everyone being able to have an enjoyable experience in taking part in this story. When a Player comes to me, citing grievances Stemming from Issues That I myself should've noticed earlier, but didn't, and asks me to do something about them, then as host, I am morally obligated to handle it. Good day, sirs.

It's still Fox1 for the time being. I still have yet to give you guys the opportunity to name it IC... so let's decide here. Who's got suggestions for what the Team should be called?

Boho's group (Hukuna, Dobby, Exlink, Typhlosion) "What's it matter what my name is?" Lucian replied. He could already feel the restraints cutting into his wrist. "If you decide to kill me along the way, it won't matter, you'll just dump into some road side ditch and be done with it..." "That is precisely what we will do if we kill you," Boho interjected. "But if you don't try any funny business, we won't have any reason to kill ya. so just keep walking." He turned his attention to Darius. "And to answer your question, ma frien," he continued. "No, the whip isn't a bit much. Hell, traveling with us, he'll get treated much nicer than if we went and dumped him in some town... besides, he did try to blow off someone's head not long ago. It's either this, or death... I don't think he has much room to complain about things. Actually, we could've all traveled together, us and him, buddy and buddy instead of the way it is now with him as our prisoner. He's the one who drew the gun." "Oh, please..." Lucian muttered. "Like you all weren't going to kill me first... I know how mercenaries work." "Well, that's well and good," answered Boho. "But we ain't Mercenaries." Lucian said nothing in response. the group continued down the long dusty route, Their prisoner in the front with Boho following, and the others behind him. it was going to be a long walk... At the Nix Gate (Murdoc, Snap, Super, Kenny, Chimchain) Es said nothing in response to Maximus's reassurance. She was honestly having a hard time getting herself to believe it. Finally Cesealia spoke up, having seen enough of this. If Esmerelda was a Light walker, then obviously someone had to have taught her. And if this Father of her's had been the only person she had left in the world, then It was likely to have been him. There was really no point mourning someone who was probably still alive and well. "Who taught you how to Light walk?" she asked pointedly. Her voice was a bit colder than she intended. She had never really been that gifted with the boon of Tactfulness. "He did..." Esmerelda responded. "Then stop Worrying," Cesealia ordered. "If you could light walk out of that situation, what makes you think that he wouldn't be able to as well?" Esmerelda forced herself to calm down, realizing just how much sense the Magistrate's argument made. She hadn't even considered it, that Rodriguez could've gotten out of there with even more ease than she had. She had seen that Maximus was here, but not her father, and had immediately jumped to the worst possible conclusion... not considering that maybe the two of them had just been separated before... whatever the hell that light flood was happened. "I'm sorry, you're right," she said "I was too quick to assume him gone..." "Don't apologize," answered Cesealia her voice had warmed up a little. "It happens to us all... would you mind helping me up?" Es didn't hesitate, offering her hand and pulling the other young woman to her feet, catching her when she nearly lost balance and feel over. She placed one of Cesealia's arms over her shoulders and wrapped her arm around her side, supporting her weight and making it easier for her to stand. If one looked down, they would see why the young Magistrate would have trouble walking. the lower part of one of her legs was cloaked in a bright, blue tinged white light, identical to that which the Sea of Light pulsated with. unlike the other things that the light touched, however, her leg didn't seem to be breaking down into shinning shards and fading from existence. but apparently it was painful, as she was visibly cringing whenever she put weight on it. "Now that that matter is settled..." She began "Would anyone care to explain what the hell happened? Preferably starting at why that light destroyed the city?"

Chimchain It wasn't long before Logan spotted Enyo walking towards the base. She could hear the foot falls behind her, but didn't stop, forcing Logan to have to keep up. "What do you want?" she asked impatiently, not bothering to look behind her to see who it was.