[Korasa]
*Being a robot, "off-guard" does not exactly apply when decisions can be made so rapidly. Prime jumps, its feet scraping slightly against the top of the shield before landing*
*It raises its pulse rifle, aiming straight at Poe's head, and begins to pull the trigger...*
---
[Lantern Battle]
*Xavalis feels the happy thoughts running through him.
Why fight? This is pointless - he is another intelligent being, just like you. Don't fight him. Surrender.*
Xavalis: NO.
*He raises his hand, supercharging his systems with energy, before flipping the Gravity Field to maximum, locking himself and Air Ynot in place...right in the way of the oncoming Death Ray.*
---
*The beast roars in pain, as liquid spurts out its back, coating Hollow Ynot with a thick black ichor.*
*A hologram of the hunched, slender, chrome figure of Jin-Gitaxias appears. He opens his mouth, a voice like steel sliding over steel coming over the intercom.*
Jin-Gitaxias:
The not-us's fragment should be impressed. The Obliterator is one of our most efficient killers. I am Jin-Gitaxias, Augur of the Core, and Executor of the Great Synthesis. We are Phyrexia.*HY's body begins to crumble, dissolved and eroded by the black liquid*
Jin-Gitaxias:
Obliterator. *The image points one of its long, spindly fingers at Ynot's main body*
That is the not-us that must be eliminated. Capture it, or destroy it for parts.*The thing grins, the black ichor dripping from its mouth, as it begins to charge at the main body*
---
[Ulduar]
*Tae'thelan casts a divination spell*
Tae'thelan: Some sort of brass-steel alloy. I've never seen anything like it!
*Klak asks Tezzeret his question, and the bearded man grins*
Tezzeret: Thought you'd never ask.
*Tezzeret leaps at a golem, punching it in the chest and ripping out a crystal, causing that golem to collapse. Another nearly sneaks up behind him, but Tae'thelan stops it in its tracks with a lightning spell*
---
[Ozar's base]
*Randolph bows theatrically*
Randolph: And you all know me. Randolph Moloch, psychopath and killer for hire. I, unfortunately, -do- require pay. A man needs to make a living.*
*Aluren sighs*
Aluren: Yes, we know who you are.
*Randolph glares at you*
Randolph: And who are you, to scoff at me?
*She throws back her hood, revealing a
rather pretty elf, with long, silver hair, pale skin, and opaque, green eyes.*
Aluren: Aluren Drathir. Imperial Intelligence. The Emperor requires a certain prisoner from the jails that Lord Ozar is attacking. I do not require payment - the Empire treats her servants well.
---
[Dhakaan]
*The elder hobgoblin nods, standing up, his huge, bulging muscles clearly indicative of his strength. His greying hair stands over a yellow, small-nosed face, with beady red eyes. There are sharp fangs inside his mouth. Upon his head sits an austere crown of iron, at his side lay a sword with an ornately-carved, red, hilt. He wears a black coat, decorated with bronze and iron in a rather austere fashion.*
Hobgoblin King: Of course. Z'dal, stay here. Klin, Vayne, with me.
*A tall, bearded hobgoblin in red robes trimmmed with black cloth-of-iron nods.*
Z'dal: Understood, lord Haruuc.
*The Haruuc steps down, followed by a small, wizened goblin leaning on a cane and a devilishly handsome human with short-cropped red hair.*
---
[Legacy Ship]
Lynvara: Jemelt! I forgot him!
*A blush of embarassment covers her face as she stammers an apology. Anzu puts his hand on her shoulder*
Anzu: I'll try to find him.
*He turns and begins to walk down the corridor, but not before giving the raven-haired elf a wink*
Anzu: I'll leave you two
alone.*Lynvara nods, turning to look at Sumire, a blush coming unbidden to her face.*
Lynvara: S...so, how are you?
---
[Realm of the Winter Fae]
*Glace nods*
Glace: That evidence is acceptable. The case is dismissed.
*She turns to her advisors*
Glace: Get our scryers to find this mouther. We cannot allow this slight against the fae to succeed.
---
[Grassy Planet]
*Laros steps forward*
Laros: I am sick, and tired of being useless. It's time to -obliterate- this criminal!
*He pulls a knife from his belt*
Theris: Wait, what are you-
*Laros stabs his own arm, his blood turning into a reddish energy as it leaves his body. The energy turns into knife-like blades that slash repeatedly across Pokotan's body*