ANNIHILATION ARENA WORLDWIDE (IC)

[The Abel Rex Regime]

Lavender heard the stranger laughing hysterically and became a bit worried. The lunatic laugh when he was obviously on the losing side. Lavender met her deepest fear all of a sudden. What exactly was her deepest fear then? Nothing. Yes, nothing was her fear. When the world fabric dissolves by itself into nothingness, when the whole world becomes nothing, that was her fear. Weird fear no doubt, but it was still her greatest fear. Then she saw a gigantic clawed paw hitting her, smashing her deep into the ground. She felt pain. Pain by its purest version. Then she thought, something was wrong about her fear. How could there be nothing when there was a paw attacking her. She went back into her senses before realizing that the stranger transformed himself into a monster. She moaned in pain before blasting the claw of the monster, then levitated to a safe spot in the arena. She called out, "Using illusions and fear as an advantage. I have never met such a powerful illusion user. How charming. Nonetheless, you have injured me." She was still hesitant to use her most powerful move so she closed the giant portal and opened another giant portal behind her. Walking behind the giant portal, she said "May the Void aid me." A ray of void energy entered the portal and out came blasting the stranger was many tendrils of the void, entangling the stranger. Having limited the mobility of the stranger, she blasted another ray and out came was the same expanded horizontal whirlwind of void energy blasting at the stranger at full force.

Zero was in a major pickle. He can't use his agility to dodge this attack without first freeing himself from those damn tentacles. Suddenly, he remembered that he still could use his Weapon Infusion ability. Grabbing the tendrils that were wrapped around each of his wrists, his pupils became constricted as he quickly infused all his energy power into the tentacles with a raging scream, immediately making them combust from being overcharged. Thus, before the void blasts could reach him, he was free and managed to avoid the attack within a split second.

Unfortunately, that last outburst of his power left him really exhausted and he knelt onto the ground panting. "This....is soooo not good," Zero thought to himself as drops of sweat fell onto the floor beneath him.

[Dragonic Outland]

Zero was in a major pickle. He can't use his agility to dodge this attack without first freeing himself from those damn tentacles. Suddenly, he remembered that he still could use his Weapon Infusion ability. Grabbing the tendrils that were wrapped around each of his wrists, he quickly infused all his energy power into the tentacles, immediately making them explode from being overcharged.....and before the void blasts could reach him, he was free and managed to avoid the attack within a split second.

Unfortunately, that last outburst of his power left him really exhausted and he knelt onto the ground panting. "This....is soooo not good," Zero thought to himself as drops of sweat fell onto the floor beneath him.

To be honest, if Lavender was hit by a few more direct physical damage, she would be totally out of battle. Lavender summoned void energy before hardening them to create a fist-like structure. Using it to strangle the now exhausted stranger, she asked "Do you surrender? And I would certainly like to know your name please? It was a long time since I enjoyed such a beautiful fight." She summoned a force field surrounding her just in case if the stranger was able to blast himself away from the fist. She was injured badly after getting hit by the clawed paw after all.

[Confederated Southern States]

Scarecrow knew his suit could insulate most of the blows, so he took them.

"Ow, I think I got bruise!" He mocked, grabbing one of her fists and tripping her up. He then thrusted his sword downwards at her.

"FUCK!" Eris thought, panicking as she just in time channeled her utilized energy to her main body before the sword pierced her. Therefore, blocking it from entirely cutting through her body. Stumbling back with a bleeding stomach, she giggled at Scarecrow before casting him an insane smile. "Not bad, not bad," she muttered spitting out blood onto the ground. "Should have known your suit was a specially designed one....same as your mask."

Digging out a couple of smoke grenades from Zero's belt, she popped them open and threw them to the ground as the smoke began filling the entire area blocking both of them from seeing each other. "But its not over yet," Eris muttered out loud through the smoke. "I've got a last card to play." At that moment, she began to heighten her danger sense to the point where she could even locate him with how loud it tingles. Moving carefully she continued to unplug out more smoke grenades until they were all but used. Then creeping behind Scarecrow, she powered her hands once again, this time the majority of her energy utilizing her nails instead, making them super sharp. Eris launched a surprise attack and dug her nails as hard as she could into his body armour. "Lets see how you feel now," she murmered in his ear as she felt her all her nails penetrate through it and make deep contact with his skin.

(OOC: If you haven't noticed by his insane laughter during fights, he enjoys carnage a little too much...)

Scarecrow felt his flesh cut away, and he let her continue for a moment; he was enjoying it. Then, he grinned, pulled out his sword and ran it through himself into her; he could heal it afterwards, as he avoided anything lethal in both of them.

"Hehehe... how do ya feel now girly?"

[The Abel Rex Regime]

Zero was in a major pickle. He can't use his agility to dodge this attack without first freeing himself from those damn tentacles. Suddenly, he remembered that he still could use his Weapon Infusion ability. Grabbing the tendrils that were wrapped around each of his wrists, he quickly infused all his energy power into the tentacles, immediately making them explode from being overcharged.....and before the void blasts could reach him, he was free and managed to avoid the attack within a split second.

Unfortunately, that last outburst of his power left him really exhausted and he knelt onto the ground panting. "This....is soooo not good," Zero thought to himself as drops of sweat fell onto the floor beneath him.

To be honest, if Lavender was hit by a few more direct physical damage, she would be totally out of battle. Lavender summoned void energy before hardening them to create a fist-like structure. Using it to strangle the now exhausted stranger, she asked "Do you surrender? And I would certainly like to know your name please? It was a long time since I enjoyed such a beautiful fight." She summoned a force field surrounding her just in case if the stranger was able to blast himself away from the fist. She was injured badly after getting hit by the clawed paw after all.

Abel laughed as he struggled under the large fist. "The name is Zero Origin.....and believe me when I say that I'm far from surrendering....in any-case I might have already won."

Groaning from the constriction of her fist he continued. "You know....another weakness I noticed about you was that, when I attacked you earlier, you didn't seem to have a very powerful mental barrier as I had expected...........actually........let me rephrase that.....your mental barrier against powerful illusionists like me is like an ordinary human being....in other words...nothing." Then smirking at her he added. "You should have beat me up when you had the chance.......cause the moment you've made eye contact with me.......it was GAME OVER for you!"

With that, Zero's eyes dilated, as he once again delved into her mind, this time trapping her within a mental prison made out of her own fears and nightmares combined with his. Only the strongest willed person could ever break free from a prison like that.

(OOC: If you haven't noticed by his insane laughter during fights, he enjoys carnage a little too much...)

Scarecrow felt his flesh cut away, and he let her continue for a moment; he was enjoying it. Then, he grinned, pulled out his sword and ran it through himself into her; he could heal it afterwards, as he avoided anything lethal in both of them.

"Hehehe... how do ya feel now girly?"

Eris pulled herself away from the sword that had finally went through her. "Well that was unexpected," she thought as she stumbled onto the ground vomiting our blood. "And I thought I was insane."

She tried to stand up, but failed and faltered back down coughing out more blood.

[Confederated Southern States]

Scarecrow stood with a large wound in his chest, and he was bleeding rapidly. He pulled Eris to her feet, stumbled a bit, then closed his eyes and slowly began healing both of them with his mind.

"I do anythin' to win." He bragged, lifting his mask and spitting blood. He whiped his sweaty, long hair from his face before removing his hood as well.

[Dragonic Outland]

Abel laughed as he struggled under the large fist. "The name is Zero Origin.....and believe me when I say that I'm far from surrendering....in any-case I might have already won."

Groaning from the constriction of her fist he continued. "You know....another weakness I noticed about you was that, when I attacked you earlier, you didn't seem to have a very powerful mental barrier as I had expected...........actually........let me rephrase that.....your mental barrier against powerful illusionists like me is like an ordinary human being....in other words...nothing." Then smirking at her he added. "You should have beat me up when you had the chance.......cause the moment you've made eye contact with me.......it was GAME OVER for you!"

With that, Zero's eyes dilated, as he once again delved into her mind, this time trapping her within a mental prison made out of her own fears and nightmares combined with his. Only the strongest willed person could ever break free from a prison like that.

Once again, Lavender got into another mental prison. Lavender out of fear, decided to use her hidden ability. Converting into a purple nine-tails fox, her nine tails lunged at Zero, smashing him into the ground. The tails have a mind of their own, thus they could act independantly. The nine tails all attacked and entangled Zero, before throwing him downwards into the ground and pulling him out. They did the actions continuously, not giving Zero time to relax. Lavender was still stuck in the nightmare, not doing anything significant. She did not even knew that her tails were attacking Zero.

[Videssos]

Savior awoke from her nap, she touched her nose and noticed that it was bleeding, that stopped quick when she said those angel healing words, she walked out of the ring and began to skip around the NYC branch, to find Rage. She found him and skipped over him, and did a courtesy.

"That was a nice fight, got my butt handed to me through. " she said with a smile.

From a nearby wall, shadows flickered, an insidious blue light swirling across the surface, shimmering, and spreading over the wall. The light faded a little, revealing several changes in the wall's appearance. Firstly, was the fact that the centre of the wall now resembled a bleached, giant empty skull, with jaws wide open, creating an entrance with which even a relatively tall individual would be able to step through with ease. The inside, though, held no hint of what lay on the other side of the macabre gateway, instead looking as if the entrance lead into a yawning, all-consuming, endless abyss, a doorway to place of absolute darkness.

Soon thereafter, once the gateway's creation was complete, a breeze carrying the scent of death blew forth. Out of this skull-gateway, came a figure clad in a long black overcoat, the coat open to reveal what was obviously an SS officer's uniform, along with several weapons. Namely, an MP7- a machine pistol of the best make, as well as a Katzbalger at his left hip, a short renaissance arming sword used widely within the Holy Roman Empire, the signature blade of the legendary Landsknecht, with a distinctive figure-eight guard. Evidently, it was an original, with much use and the maintenance to match. At Kemmler's right side, an ornate straight sabre with the SS runes on the pommel, and the Nazi eagle clutching a swastika at the hilt.

The blade was sheathed in a black enamelled scabbard with oak leaves and runic symbols, with an aluminium braid sword knot which was embellished with the SS runes in black on the stem. If the blade itself was visible, then one would also see etched into it the initials of the infamous leader of the SS, Heinrich Himmler. After all, that hadn't been the first name Kemmler had altered his name slightly, during history. And he found it relatively easy to do so. The necromancer stepped forward, even as the gateway crumbled to dust behind him. The breeze made his long, dark hair flutter in the air for a moment, before settling again.

Kemmler assessed his surroundings calmly, noting what looked like an armoured angel nearby, as well as Rage. There was an odd callousness, an indifference present in the necromancer's flickering silver eyes. Those eyes moved to regard the others, a short distance away. "Interesting," he murmured. "Who might you two be? Perhaps one of you, might serve well as entertainment."
The necromancer's gaze focused on Saviour. "These past few centuries, it hasn't been all that easy to find adversaries worthy of my time. Most drown... far too quickly, in the seas of mortality. You don't quite appear to be mortal, so perhaps you'd be more than a passing diversion. Am I not right?"

[Zeinbrad]

Savior awoke from her nap, she touched her nose and noticed that it was bleeding, that stopped quick when she said those angel healing words, she walked out of the ring and began to skip around the NYC branch, to find Rage. She found him and skipped over him, and did a courtesy.

"That was a nice fight, got my butt handed to me through. " she said with a smile.

From a nearby wall, shadows flickered, an insidious blue light swirling across the surface, shimmering, and spreading over the wall. The light faded a little, revealing several changes in the wall's appearance. Firstly, was the fact that the centre of the wall now resembled a bleached, giant empty skull, with jaws wide open, creating an entrance with which even a relatively tall individual would be able to step through with ease. The inside, though, held no hint of what lay on the other side of the macabre gateway, instead looking as if the entrance lead into a yawning, all-consuming, endless abyss, a doorway to place of absolute darkness.

Soon thereafter, once the gateway's creation was complete, a breeze carrying the scent of death blew forth. Out of this skull-gateway, came a figure clad in a long black overcoat, the coat open to reveal what was obviously an SS officer's uniform, along with several weapons. Namely, an MP7- a machine pistol of the best make, as well as a Katzbalger at his left hip, a short renaissance arming sword used widely within the Holy Roman Empire, the signature blade of the legendary Landsknecht, with a distinctive figure-eight guard. Evidently, it was an original, with much use and the maintenance to match. At Kemmler's right side, an ornate straight sabre with the SS runes on the pommel, and the Nazi eagle clutching a swastika at the hilt.

The blade was sheathed in a black enamelled scabbard with oak leaves and runic symbols, with an aluminium braid sword knot which was embellished with the SS runes in black on the stem. If the blade itself was visible, then one would also see etched into it the initials of the infamous leader of the SS, Heinrich Himmler. After all, that hadn't been the first name Kemmler had altered his name slightly, during history. And he found it relatively easy to do so. The necromancer stepped forward, even as the gateway crumbled to dust behind him. The breeze made his long, dark hair flutter in the air for a moment, before settling again.

Kemmler assessed his surroundings calmly, noting what looked like an armoured angel nearby, as well as Rage. There was an odd callousness, an indifference present in the necromancer's flickering silver eyes. Those eyes moved to regard the others, a short distance away. "Interesting," he murmured. "Who might you two be? Perhaps one of you, might serve well as entertainment."
The necromancer's gaze focused on Saviour. "These past few centuries, it hasn't been all that easy to find adversaries worthy of my time. Most drown... far too quickly, in the seas of mortality. You don't quite appear to be mortal, so perhaps you'd be more than a passing diversion. Am I not right?"

Savior turned toward Kemmler, she waved her left hand and put her hand on her hips, smiling as she did so "Hello there, I'm Savior, and as you can probably tell I'm a an angel, so you want to fight... well this guy would wipe the floor with you so why not fight me?" She said as she skipped towad one of the arena's, she stopped a waved for him to come, she entered and drew her sword. she was ready for another fight, hopefull doing better this time.

[Videssos]

Kemmler smiled faintly. "It seems once more, that I am underestimated. Nonetheless, I shall oblige." He followed, stepping into the arena swiftly. Even as he stepped through, he drew the SS Officer's sword with his right hand, and the Katzbalger with his left. He raised the first blade in his right hand, and a cold, blue, ethereal energy swirled around it; the energy spreading around him, and obscuring the nearby air.

Through that energy, several dozen undead figures in tattered clothing appeared, lead by a skeletal officer that glowed with necromantic energy. Even as they rose, they began to move forward, the undead leader of them lifting a skeletal hand, before launching a blast of green energy towards Savior.
"Keep in mind that what I just did was merely a test..." Kemmler murmured.

[Zeinbrad]

Kemmler smiled faintly. "It seems once more, that I am underestimated. Nonetheless, I shall oblige." He followed, stepping into the arena swiftly. Even as he stepped through, he drew the SS Officer's sword with his right hand, and the Katzbalger with his left. He raised the first blade in his right hand, and a cold, blue, ethereal energy swirled around it; the energy spreading around him, and obscuring the nearby air.

Through that energy, several dozen undead figures in tattered clothing appeared, lead by a skeletal officer that glowed with necromantic energy. Even as they rose, they began to move forward, the undead leader of them lifting a skeletal hand, before launching a blast of green energy towards Savior.
"Keep in mind that what I just did was merely a test..." Kemmler murmured.

Savior shrugged, "Really undead, Halloween pasted a long time ago." She said as she dodged the undead leaders blasted and ran toward them at superspeed, she slashed them lobbing off heads and limps left and right, she ran circles around them, punching one so hard his head flew off, and crushing another head with her fist, the Undead where dying ...again, left and right, soon only the Undead leader was left, she charged at him and slashed at him,directing it at his head. It would lob off the Undead leader head directly toward Kemmler's feet.

[Videssos]

Kemmler glanced impassively towards the nearby head of the leader of his undead servants. "Seems you have unparalleled skill when it comes to witty remarks." He replied, an element of amused sarcasm clear in the tone of his voice.
He raised the blade in his right hand once more, aiming the point directly at Savior. Black lightning burst into motion along the blade, before erupting through the air, straight towards Savior. Even as that happened, a burst of faint blue energy swirled around his form, and he flickered for a moment, reappearing to right of Savior. Shadowy chains emerged from Savior's shadow, moving upwards seemingly of their own accord, in an attempt to wrap themselves around the angel, and trap her.

As this happened, Kemmler moved both swords in front of him, should Savior attempt to attack. The infamous dark sorcerer had countless other tricks he could apply, but he didn't want to overwhelm the angel so soon into the fight. After all, it would be boring if it was over so soon.

[Zeinbrad]

Savio dodged the little black lighting, and as the shadowy chain began to wrap around her. She broke them by raising her arms. She smirked "Thank you, I know I am" She responded to Kemmlers comment as she ran behind him and tried to punch him in the face, and then kick him in the knees,forcing him to his knees, she would then go for a sleeperhold type motion... To knock him out. If she forced him to his knees.

[Videssos]

Kemmler turned to the side, raising his blade in the split second that Savior moved to punch him. Black ice solidified without warning, creating a barrier between him and the charging angel, in the time that it took for the water in he air to freeze, and form a darkness corrupted form of ice. After all, among his abilities, the necromancer could also manipulate the dark forms of pretty much any element. Presumably the punch would be successfully blocked by the ice, though if the angel had super strength, it could be penetrated. It was pretty close, though, considering that if Kemmler had summoned the ice a fraction of a second later, it wouldn't have worked.

As the ice barrier would at least slow the attack down, Kemmler stepped back, the blade still raised in his right hand. The air above Saviour flickered for a moment, before a hail of black metal spikes began to reign down from above. The master sorcerer idly wondered how the angel would attempt to deal with this attack. Seemingly as an after thought, he added an attack from below, which would come in the form of the angel's own shadow attacking her, with a seemingly malevolent sentience, and weapons that would likely cut as much as the real things.

[Zeinbrad]

Kemmler turned to the side, raising his blade in the split second that Savior moved to punch him. Black ice solidified without warning, creating a barrier between him and the charging angel, in the time that it took for the water in he air to freeze, and form a darkness corrupted form of ice. After all, among his abilities, the necromancer could also manipulate the dark forms of pretty much any element. Presumably the punch would be successfully blocked by the ice, though if the angel had super strength, it could be penetrated. It was pretty close, though, considering that if Kemmler had summoned the ice a fraction of a second later, it wouldn't have worked.

As the ice barrier would at least slow the attack down, Kemmler stepped back, the blade still raised in his right hand. The air above Saviour flickered for a moment, before a hail of black metal spikes began to reign down from above. The master sorcerer idly wondered how the angel would attempt to deal with this attack. Seemingly as an after thought, he added an attack from below, which would come in the form of the angel's own shadow attacking her, with a seemingly malevolent sentience, and weapons that would likely cut as much as the real things.

Savior punched right through the ice, "Can't you just stay still a take a hit like a man?" Savior asked, displeased by Kemmlers cowardice, she noticed the spikes heading toward her from above and below her,

"Yehr!" She said, angel for circle of shields., a circle of shields surrounded bet and took most of the spikes, but some like two or three got through and cut her, she said that angel healing word and the cuts went away.

[Videssos]

"Why should I take a hit when I can avoid it, just as easily?" Kemmler replied, even as Savior punched through the ice. The Necromancer brought the SS sword in his right hand in a broad, throat-level slash, turning it into a thrust at the last moment, whilst bringing the Katzbalger in his left hand with a torso-level slash, twisting the blade at the last moment whilst it blurred towards Savior, and making that attack even faster, stronger, and harder to evade. It was unlikely that the angel would be able to avoid the attacks of both weapons, especially executed as they were by a man who'd had centuries of experience. Kemmler chuckled faintly. "I don't doubt, that you have yet to know true fear. Let me educate you in that regard..."

[Zeinbrad]

But Savior also had centuries of experience, and she skillfully parried the throat thrust. But the torso level slash hit her and she knelt down, she slashed at Kemmlers kneecaps, at superspeed and began to say the angel healing words . As the healing words finish and her cut went away she launched a fury of attacks at superspeed and with some super strength for good measure.

[Videssos]

Having a certain Supernatural Condition certainly had its benefits, and it allowed him to in general, keep up with Saviour's fighting. The SS blade blurred down to meet the low slash, whilst the over blade moved to block the first of a flurry of attacks that Kemmler had predicted would come. The sudden burst of energy and power inherent in those attacks managed to push him back, despite Kemmler being prepared. Several of the attacks got through despite both blades slicing through the air to meet them. Tears in the clothing hear and their revealed slashes and cuts, though there weren't many, and most were generally minor. They, of course, healed rapidly quickly.

Without warning, Kemmler suddenly jumped up, high into the air, and even as he did so, he launched a salvoe of black lightning from above, combined with spikes of ice, spears of dark energy, and a wave of death-force energy. Whilst those reigned on down, Kemmler drew to a halt, seemingly standing upon nothing but thin air. His gaze flicked down to regard the angel below.

Those silver eyes seemed to glow faintly, before a dark pressure began to settle in the necromancer's vicinity, a seemingly oppressive feeling, as he directed his will in a psychic attack upon Savior, an attack that would come following the aerial attack of a much more physical nature. An attack the angel would doubtless avoid before this. The new battleground would be within the angel's mind. Kemmler would see if the defences within her mind were strong enough to resist the will of the most powerful necromancer ever known. A manifestation of his form would appear inside Savior's mind, in a constructed environment, whilst in the real world, both of them would seemingly be in a trance state.

[Zeinbrad]

Having a certain Supernatural Condition certainly had its benefits, and it allowed him to in general, keep up with Saviour's fighting. The SS blade blurred down to meet the low slash, whilst the over blade moved to block the first of a flurry of attacks that Kemmler had predicted would come. The sudden burst of energy and power inherent in those attacks managed to push him back, despite Kemmler being prepared. Several of the attacks got through despite both blades slicing through the air to meet them. Tears in the clothing hear and their revealed slashes and cuts, though there weren't many, and most were generally minor. They, of course, healed rapidly quickly.

Without warning, Kemmler suddenly jumped up, high into the air, and even as he did so, he launched a salvoe of black lightning from above, combined with spikes of ice, spears of dark energy, and a wave of death-force energy. Whilst those reigned on down, Kemmler drew to a halt, seemingly standing upon nothing but thin air. His gaze flicked down to regard the angel below.

Those silver eyes seemed to glow faintly, before a dark pressure began to settle in the necromancer's vicinity, a seemingly oppressive feeling, as he directed his will in a psychic attack upon Savior, an attack that would come following the aerial attack of a much more physical nature. An attack the angel would doubtless avoid before this. The new battleground would be within the angel's mind. Kemmler would see if the defences within her mind were strong enough to resist the will of the most powerful necromancer ever known. A manifestation of his form would appear inside Savior's mind, in a constructed environment, whilst in the real world, both of them would seemingly be in a trance state.

"Yehr!" Savior yelled and shields surrounded her blocking most of the attacks, she said that angel healing word and her wounds healed,she dodged Kemmlers aerial attack when a manifestation of Savior appeared in her head, her manifestation readied her sword,

"Can you please get out of my head?' She asked kindly.

[Galnius]

Scarecrow stood with a large wound in his chest, and he was bleeding rapidly. He pulled Eris to her feet, stumbled a bit, then closed his eyes and slowly began healing both of them with his mind.

"I do anythin' to win." He bragged, lifting his mask and spitting blood. He whiped his sweaty, long hair from his face before
removing his hood as well.

A young lady exited a virtual simulator with a triumphant look on her face. She noticed Eris and ran to her side, knocking Scarecrow out of the way. She placed her hand above the wound. The wound healed leaving only a small scar. She turned toward Scarecrow. "What is WRONG with you? I get it, it's a fight club, but you didn't have to IMPALE her!"

[Confederated Southern States]

Scarecrow stood with a large wound in his chest, and he was bleeding rapidly. He pulled Eris to her feet, stumbled a bit, then closed his eyes and slowly began healing both of them with his mind.

"I do anythin' to win." He bragged, lifting his mask and spitting blood. He whiped his sweaty, long hair from his face before
removing his hood as well.

A young lady exited a virtual simulator with a triumphant look on her face. She noticed Eris and ran to her side, knocking Scarecrow out of the way. She placed her hand above the wound. The wound healed leaving only a small scar. She turned toward Scarecrow. "What is WRONG with you? I get it, it's a fight club, but you didn't have to IMPALE her!"

Scarecrow shrugged.

"Some cocksucker tried to burn my girlfriend to death. Didn't think y'all even had rules." He spat back.

"Oh, an' I was healin' her."

"Damn white knights..."

[Galnius]

A young lady exited a virtual simulator with a triumphant look on her face. She noticed Eris and ran to her side, knocking Scarecrow out of the way. She placed her hand above the wound. The wound healed leaving only a small scar. She turned toward Scarecrow. "What is WRONG with you? I get it, it's a fight club, but you didn't have to IMPALE her!"

Scarecrow shrugged.

"Some cocksucker tried to burn my girlfriend to death. Didn't think y'all even had rules." He spat back.

"Oh, an' I was healin' her."

"Damn white knights..."

She got up and kicked him in the knee. "You might want to get that healed jackass." She turned away and walked. "What a prick. He could at least show decency."

[Galnius]

A young lady exited a virtual simulator with a triumphant look on her face. She noticed Eris and ran to her side, knocking Scarecrow out of the way. She placed her hand above the wound. The wound healed leaving only a small scar. She turned toward Scarecrow. "What is WRONG with you? I get it, it's a fight club, but you didn't have to IMPALE her!"

Scarecrow shrugged.

"Some cocksucker tried to burn my girlfriend to death. Didn't think y'all even had rules." He spat back.

"Oh, an' I was healin' her."

"Damn white knights..."

She got up and kicked him in the knee. "You might want to get that healed jackass." She turned away and walked. "What a prick. He could at least show decency."

[Galnius]

A young lady exited a virtual simulator with a triumphant look on her face. She noticed Eris and ran to her side, knocking Scarecrow out of the way. She placed her hand above the wound. The wound healed leaving only a small scar. She turned toward Scarecrow. "What is WRONG with you? I get it, it's a fight club, but you didn't have to IMPALE her!"

Scarecrow shrugged.

"Some cocksucker tried to burn my girlfriend to death. Didn't think y'all even had rules." He spat back.

"Oh, an' I was healin' her."

"Damn white knights..."

She got up and kicked him in the knee. "You might want to get that healed jackass." She turned away and walked. "What a prick. He could at least show decency."

[Confederated Southern States]

Scarecrow shrugged.

"Some cocksucker tried to burn my girlfriend to death. Didn't think y'all even had rules." He spat back.

"Oh, an' I was healin' her."

"Damn white knights..."

She got up and kicked him in the knee. "You might want to get that healed jackass." She turned away and walked. "What a prick. He could at least show decency."

"Thanks for the advise, hardass." He shot back.

"The nerve of some people."

Shade teleported back shortly after, her boot replaced.

"Got it done right quick, didn't ya?" Scarecrow mused. Shade only nodded.

[Communist Androids]

Tempest
Tempest eventually managed to pick himself back up again. It didn't take long. Being a skeleton, a lot things like internal bleeding, regular bleeding, organs, those didn't apply. Basically, being a lich, Tempest was fueled by magical energy. So, Tempest's magical energy would just sort of piece him back together. It was slightly faster than normal human healing, but not enough to be considered regeneration. It's like cutting an hour down to 55 minutes. So, he started making he way around the facility again, when he saw that Shade bitch. Fantastic. Great. Tempest thought as he pulled up his hood and tried to avoid all contact. He was not in the mood.