Syber impaled a devilite with his Barbarous Thorn blade and deflected a pitchfork. This was a bigger attack than usual. He pulled out the Thorn Blade and crossed swords with an ovetimer. He pushed forward and threw out a leg, he hit the enemy's leg and it buckled. The Spiral Order had employed him and as many of the other mercs to assist in this fight. Although his friend hadn't shown up. Syber shook his head and looked around for an area that needed help.

Lillian, like a brick in a tornado, stumbled and limped over combatants from both sides as she avoided thrown spears, blaster shots, and office supplies, among other projectiles. By occasion, she walked into a Devilite, and pushed down whoever got in her way. She didn't bother to look back; her "comrades", the murderers called Knights, would take care of that.

A distress call no one had bothered to answer for about a minute now. Someone was bleeding out or being gutted alive.

Her mind was foggy. Focus was a task nigh-impossible for a girl who just got out of the infirmary not too long ago. The various fluids the Biotechs pumped her up with were supposed to keep her alive and healthy. Keeping her conscious, however, was a separate thing entirely.

Crona made his way to the outskirts of battle, finding a vantage point where he could see and not get dragged into the battle. He leaned up against a rock and looked at all the carnage.

"Hmmm... this looks more like a one-sided massacre then a war. Still looks like fun, like a lot of fun. Don't do it Crona, if you went down there you would be assisting the Order. But, but it looks so fun. You idiot are you really going to assist the Order after what happened?. I'm not assisting i'm just having a little fun."

Crona then shook his head in disappointment.

"God I need to get out more."

He continued to talk to himself on his way down the hill ((did I mention he was on a hill?)). Once he got to the bottom he unsheathed his Triglav and got his shield ready. He ran straight to the first monster he saw, headbutting it in the gut and then slamming it into the ground with his sword.

"NEXT!" Crona yelled

He locked on to another monster and went right at it. They clashed swords. Crona dropped his Triglav and vaulted over the enemy's sword, kicking the monster in the process, sending it flying.

"ANOTHER DOWN?! IS THIS ALL YA GOT?!"

He ran around in circles killing everything in sight. To focused on his own blood lust to think logically. After some more joyful killing he slowed down a bit to survey the area. In his in depth search he saw Lillian walking around.

"She looks like she needs some help. Now you're going to help someone in the Order directly?! Why are you doing this!? Maybe I really do have something like a heart, Order or not she looks like she needs help. SO WHAT LEAVE HER! Ok im ignoring you now... me."

Crona made his way over to Lillian.

"Yo need some help?" He asked.

"Hm? No," Lillian absently muttered. She was kneeling over a dead Knight, and to her side was a rucksack full of various healing supplies.

"Also...you might want to get down. Eventually, a spear or something might get to you if you're not careful...

...stand back for a bit."

She obtains a Spark, and plants it into the heart of the Knight, before looking at her HUD minimap again.

"New orders...fight. Huh..."

She runs off, right before the Knight explodes with a renewed vigor.

[Avalan loads up the turrets at the last second and the swarm of greavers were dispersed, it was a temperory solution but the old knightess used this precious interval to call upon some reinforcement.]

Avalan: *through radio* "Knightess Penumbra, I got the radio network running again! We need to get out of here and call in a rocket strike on this position!"

Penumbra: *responds* "I have defended this post for too long to let it go," *picks up the microphone* "All remaining Spiral order units within the vicinity of this post, pull back to the post, we need to defend it for as long as we can!"

Avalan: *through radio* "Old knightess! Something is wrong! A large bemonic entity is approaching our position! It is running faster than any demon that I know!" *throws a E-class probe to the low ground* "Here, use my battle sprite! It is the least I can do to help! I will try to call some reinforcement!"

[Penumbra spots a large demon flying in the sky, but it did not make a landing on the post, instead, it went for the angel who arrived moments ago, Penumbra was rather upset at the presence of an angel, it is almost as if they came only to make themselves feel better by arriving at such a desperate time. But her line of thought was cut short when a berserking trojan busted into the barricade of the left flank of the defence post, a few surviving knights were sent flying at its wake.]

Penumbra: *draws her sword* "A trojan!" *sees that the troljan is dual wielding leviathan blades* "...what... who are..."

Trojan: *chuckles* "Long time no see... mother..." *takes off the warden helmet*

[As the warden helmet falls to the ground, Penumbra's worst fear came to life. It was Affraiel, with a dark matter crystal jammed solidly into his chest, he was no longer a man. With his eyes glowing purple and darkness running in his veins, Affraiel approached the old knightess. A turret aimed at Affraiel but with his lightning reflex, he lunged one of his twin blades into the turret and puts it out of action before it could open fire.]

Penumbra: "Affraiel... Son... what have you become?"

Affraiel: "You don't remember? I am the demon you spawned, mum... you honestly think I am gonna let this opportunity to just pass away? My buddy angelbane gave me this gift and I am intending on keeping it." *points at Penumbra with his levi blade* "It is time I crush the spiral order for all it has done..."

Penumbra: *shook her head* "... As I have created you... I will also take the responsibility of destroying you..."

Syber was in the middle of cutting down another Overtimer when somebody streaked past him. The Knight looked young, and determined.

"Hey! Where-"

He saw the kid heading for the demon.

"You're going to kill yourself! Hey!"

He grimaced and switched to his carbine, letting loose a volley to support the kid's reckless charge.

Teiran's legs pumped as he ran as fast as he could. He heard another knight yelling after him, but knew that to stop was to die.
He allowed a grim smile as a flurry of carbine shots cleared a small path for him. At least someone partially cared about his wellbeing. That was when he had an idea.
He deactivated his Tortofists, grabbing his Silversix with his left hand. He began firing at the demon while scooping swords off of dead knights, slowing only to hurl them at the demon, intent on throwing off its concentration.

Teiran saw the angel fall. He saw the knight who had provided cover for him throw her sword to her. He turned around, activating his Tortofists as he saw the group of Devilites facing him. Caught up in the moment, with bloodlust coursing through him, he grinned viciously. "Who's first?" he snarled, before charging into them, fists flailing.

[While Lousia was fighting the demon, old knightess Penumbra was in a life and death struggle with her son Affraiel, Affraiel was at the prime of his manhood while Penumbra was a worn out woman of war, there was only one possible out come to a battle like this... after a wave of relentless smashing against her shield, Penumbra was at her knees. The E-type sprite Avalan given her before the fight hardly evened up the odds, it swirls around Affraiel and tried to stun him with a static charge, but the charge was completely ineffective on Affraiel's darkmatter enhanced warden armour. Affraiel' grin gets wider with every step he took towards his mother, ready to finish her off.]

Affraiel: *catches the E-type sprite and squashes it* "THAT little TEASE!" *raises his sword*

Penumbra: *coughs blood* "You are a monster Affraiel..."

Affraiel: *nods sarcastically* "You are right mother... I am a monster... I am a demon crawled from hell to claim your worthless soul!"

Penumbra: *closes her eyes* "If only I had a second chance... I would never have abandoned you... I would have took you to a place, far far away from that city..."

Affraiel: *sneers* "You think you can bargain with me?" *shakes head* "No... people like you don't deserve a second chance..."

(some help would be appriciated)

Syber stopped and retreated behind friendly lines. With the Angel leading the Knights, he would be free to help out at other points. He found a group of Strategists coordinating.

"Hey! Any breaks in our defense?"

One looked up, surprised, "Yes, some of the Vanguards just reported injured on our western flank, and we haven't received word from the front defense post, there's a large number of fiends there."

"I got the outpost."

"All right sir." He turned to another strategist, "Chris, tell Theta Squad to reinforce the Western front."

Syber saluted and ran to his speeder, he reminded himself again to get some firepower for it after this Thing.

He was speeding towards the outpost when he realized he was still holding the Argent Peacemaker. Eh, might as well keep it.

A couple hundred meters away, he parked the speeder and jogged towards the base. A couple greavers tried to rush him but a hail of bullets ripped through them.
Seems like a turret is working.
Inside he saw some bodies strewn around. Things weren't good here.

He went back outside and saw a knight by the Autoturret, he seemed to be on a radio.

"Hey!"

(I'm meaning for Avelan, correct me if I'm wrong on placements)

(Help is a coming!)

Syder: "Hey!"

Avalan: *smiles weakly* "..."

[Avalan was badly wounded by a greaver, Syder could see the corpse of the greaver next to him and he was loosing alot of blood. Down below the high ground, Affraiel is still thinking of the ways he could slice Penumbra into pieces whether it is horizontal or vertical or both.]

Avalan: *coughs* "... you there..." *points at the low ground* "Old knightess Penumbra is in trouble, one of our warden has gone rouge, he sold his body to the demons..."

[Before Syder could get some answers, his speeder flew across the sky and crashed in front of him. Behind Syder, the person who flipped over the speeder was Desna, her eye, like Affraiel's, was glowing purple. A large dark matter crystal could be seen on her back as she drew her blade and raised her shield.]

Avalan: *sees Desna* "Oh no... even Miss Desna is... how can this be?"

Desna: *grimaces at Syder and Avalan* "It is nothing personal kids... Spiral Order took everything from me... my comrads, my body and my soul... this is all I have left, my retribution... I will kill you both really fast if you just drop your weapons." *calls Affraiel* "Hey, Affraiel, have you done killing your mother?"

Affraiel: "Come on she-man, let me enjoy this moment just a little bit more..."

Penumbra: *turns to Syder and Avalan* "Run... run you fools!"

[Penumbra knows Syder and Avalan won't stand a chance against the combined power of Affraiel and Desna. Those were her last words before she fell unconscious. Breaking the silence, Desna charged towards syder with her better end raised, argent peace maker will virtually do nothing to a shield like that.]

[Desna was big but by no means sluggish in her reflexes, as Syder doved passed her charge, she turned around. Syder's carbine shots successfully hit her back regardless, but unfortunately for Syder, due to the corruption from the darkmatter, Desna has grown to be resistant to shadow damage. The bullet holes on Desna's back healed and she turned to Syder unimpressed.]

Desna: *shrugs* "Pitiful, young vanguard... you have forgotten the fact that fiends are resistant to shadow damage..." *sees Syder charge up the thron blade* "A good death, is a reward in itself." *charges up the leviathan blade*

[Avalan, seeing that Syder is about to face the captain of the recon ranger head on, takes a remote out of his pocket. It was the remote for his E-type sprite, he uses his last breath to set the E-type sprite to self destruct mode before bleeding out. The E-type sprite smashes itself against Affraiel's armour and stunned him long enough for Penumbra to get back on her feet, with her sword in hand, Penumbra unleashes a flurry against Affraiel. The blade cuts into Affraiel's lower torso, where the armor is at its thinnest.]

Affraiel: *backs off* "Arghh!!! How can a old hag like you-" *crosses blade with Penumbra* "-You are old and weak! Give it up!"

Penumbra: *yells at Syder* "Vanguard, I know not who you are, but I want to to get on your speeder! We can't fight these two head on!"

[Seeing the spikes lunged towards her, Desna released her own charge, the air wave from her leviathan blade brushed off all of Syber's attack. One spike hits the oil tank of Syber's speeder, it penetrated the thin steel planting and fuel started to leak out.]

Desna: *sneers at Syber* "So let me guess, if the devilites pay you top dollars, not saying that they will, you are willing to do anything for them, even taking on the spiral order... you are just like Ozlo... no, you are worse... Mercenaries like you are the dogs of war..." *lowers her sword* "Go... run away like the dog you are!"

[Suddenly, Penumbra makes a break from her battle with Affraiel and jumps onto Syber's speeder. She grabs onto Syber's waist right before a flying leviathan blade nearly missed her head. If Syber looks back, he would see Affraiel menacing towards the speeder with his sword ready.]

Affraiel: *grins* "Where are you going mother? Our reunion can't be this short!"

Penumbra: *turns to Sybder* "Hit the accelerator! Now, get out of here! I will rescue Avalan later!"

(Umm, I wonder how you feel to have Affraiel as the bad guy in this RP.)

[After the smoke of syber's speeder settled, Desna and Affraiel watched as the knightess fled the scene. Desna picks up Avalan and prepared to leave, it is always good to have another trolljan within the fiendish legion, even if the body is that of a scholar.]

Desna: "Sorry Syber, but I am not planning on backing out... not until the entire spiral order payed its due to all of my fallen rangers..."

Affraiel: *raises his eyebrow* "That is strange, avenge the death of your friends by causing more deaths, sounds pretty stupid to me..."

Desna: *shakes her head* "There is something you men will never understand... we already signed a pact with the devil, might as well put it to good use... say, how about we pay a visit to Maulos?"

Affraiel: "I thought we kill him..."

Desna: "Death is never the end for a fiend..."

Affraiel: "Nice... I love the sound of that..." *sees Penumbra's speeder in the distance* "Woah, my mum has got one of those old school speeder! Damn, that thing must be a collector's item, say, She-man, how would you like a fast trip to Amu-sol?" *sits onto the speeder*

Desna: *sighs* "Just get on with it..." *jumps on behind Affraiel*

Affraiel: *opens the radio* "WOOO!!! I am on the HIGH WAY TO HELL! HIGH WAY TO HELL!!! WOOO!!!!" *kicks the accelerator*

[Desna watched as Affraiel cranked up the speed and thrusted his way across the clock work, jumping from island to island, all the way to the heart of Amu-sol. It was in that moment when Desna saw into Affraiel's heart, a wild, untammable beast, driving at 80 miles an hour straight to the gates of hell and he is enjoying every second of it. Avalan was still on her shoulder, barely staying alive with the strength of his will alone, Desna looked back at the fiend infested clockwork and thought to herself, "what have I done? Is it too late?"]

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[Moving away from the speeder, the old knightess pushed back the medic that tried to help her and nodded her head at Syber in approval.]

Penumbra: "I hope you didn't take Desna and Affraiel's word to heart... you might be a mercenary, but judging by the fact you came to my aid at this dire hour, that fact alone makes you better than a dog. As a knightess of the Grey guards, I am forever in your debt, if there is anyway I can repay you, please say it..."

Lillian was a tad awful sleepy; those chemicals were still kicking in her veins. Bright lights didn't help much.

"I...I've ruined their circles...they can't bring in more. I think. Maybe."

*Yaaaaawwn.....*

"I dun..."

Goodness, she was slurring her words.

"...no more fight...tired of killing...innocent people : Knights...Devilites, the whole lot of mortals, and letting down everyone..."

Strange words to say for a mortal herself, but if Louisa wanted any more clarification, she'd have to protect the now-sleeping Lillian first...against an entire horde of Devilites.

Penumbra: "Oh, I understand... I was planning on repaying you with..." *smiles* "Look, nevermind, you carry on... I need to track down my son before he becomes a real threat to the clockwork... he destroyed the city I sworn to protect once, this time he is definately up to no good again."

[Without even as bidding up her wound, Penumbra sets out for the front line, headed for the angel who just recently arrived. The duty of a knightess is never finished, not until death.]

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[Desna and Affraiel stopped at Arkus's final resting place, the place was ravaged by the battle fought long ago to put down the mad warden. Here, the petrified remain of Arkus stood still in the calm wind flowing in the sanctuary. A slight glow in his eyes were seen when Avalan was put down on the grass field nearby, it seems Arkus's body yearns for the scholar's essence and soul. Desna, who was only recently converted into a trolljan, could hear faint whispers in the air, the voices of her fellow rangers who perished in the past.]

Affraiel: *sees the fuel gauge of the speeder is at 0* "Crap... this is as far as this meusuem piece would go..." *walks into the sanctuary*

Desna: *frowns* "What are we doing here Affraiel?"

Affraiel: *touches Arkus's remain* "...Ever heard of the story of the three musketeers?"

Desna: "...What about the three musketeers?"

Affraiel: "Come on she-man, think about it, you, me and Arkus hit the town, it is gonna be fun!" *giggles*

Desna: "But Arkus is dead... twice now..."

Affraiel: "Not for long..." *take out a purple crayon*

[Affraiel drew some doodles on Avalan's unconscious face before painting a tetragram on the ground before Arkus's remain. After some mad gibberish in ancient fiend language, Avalan slowly dematerialized and became a beam of viscous light. This light then squeezed its way into the cracks of Arkus's body. A moment later, the mad warden was back, upon awakening, Arkus unleashed a mad roar before coming to his senses.]

Arkus: *mutters* "...How..."

Desna: "...Affraiel... what in the hell DID you just do?! And where did you learn how to do that?!"

Affraiel: *shrugs* "Meh, some devilite CEO told me after I tried to beat him up, pretty cool trick, he got fired though, but it is not like I care anyway..." *turns to Arkus* "So arkky boy, wanna come along to Amu-Sol? It is pretty cool down there!"

Arkus/Avalan: "... I am not Arkus... this... this body isn't , it isn't mine! What happened to my body?! My name is Avalan Renkens! Not Arkus the mad warden!!!"

Desna: *sneers at Affraiel* "You screwed it up didn't you?"

Affraiel: "Oops... didn't see that one coming..." *looks at the crayon* "Hmm, I thought when that school boy's essence is obsorbed into Arkus's body, he will come back as Arkus... maybe I got the spell wrong..." *puts back the crayon and smiles at Avalan* "Anyhow, Avalan my boy, would you like to come along with us to Amu-Sol? We are all fiends now, and family should take care of each other!"

Arkus/Avalan: "No! Stay back! No, this can't be! I am a monster now..." *weeps* "Old knightess would be so ashamed of me!!!"

Affraiel: "Bah! What a cry baby! You were bleeding out you know! I did you favour by transporting you to a new body! Atleast you are still alive! Pft! Teenagers these says, don't appreciate a resurrection even if it fell from the sky and landed on their face!"

Desna: "Enough! You turned him into a monster against his will! Just leave him be!"

Affraiel:*sneers* "WELL EXCUSE me, princess! I wasn't planning on having a cry baby in my team anyway!" *waves to Avalan* "So long! Enjoy yoru new body!"