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The large blue form, the true one at the very least, turned around once distance was created between the two sides and the lack of intention to chase was conveyed. Beginning to waltz off in the rough direction the Sheriff had but moments prior even if its pace was more leisurely then the hasted...

The Horned machine stabbed its blade into the dirt, between the Shura and the retreating forces. That Grungust could manage itself if it was being this vocal. If one can have lunch with a god a punch to the gut is nothing especially if they ran at the first notion of conflict. All the same...

The horned man lumbered over to the half molten wreckages, looking on in silence as lives were robbed and ghosts were born. Such was human nature, or inhuman nature perhaps as well, to kill those opposed to you. None ever thought to simply break their bones and send them home. No they needed to...

A battlefield was coming, perhaps a display befitting that of a god of war was coming as well. Whether that display would be met with one of its own ilk was to be seen however, the Horned Man looked down at the nearest of the 'inspectors' beneath it before craning to the flaming centaur, the...

The horned man pushed itself upwards, new light caressing its features like an angel's embrace. Besides it a hole in the hull of the Swordian, its gaze piercing it almost in a sense of disbelief. One mechanical hand soon pushed the hole in the hull to open wider, structural failings abused to...

Further down the halls, a smooth room without any features. Idle and still like a forlorn dream now decorated with the writhing masses of invaders and monsters alike which permeated through every corner of the ship ever since it began its forbidden voyage. However accompanying the unlikely team...