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[Thugren]

warwic sighs and his eyes glow, all around thrazzdas feet, shambling tumor laden beasts dig from the groiund. Their arms are distended and each one has open mouthes or glaring eyes erupting from the sinew.

"THink of them as true ghouls...No thought..Just agression."

[Armoured Priest]

"I see I wasn't too far off on the tumor thing." he noted as he looked over the appereance of these ghouls. To him they sounded no better than just machines, just with blood and sinew instead of oil and metal. He wasn't too impressed so far, liking them to drones from his time, making him wonder if they were only as good as the one guiding them in the first place. Guess he'll just have to see them in action to have any confidence in them. He shrugged. "Guess they'll work, even if its nothing better as rabid meat shields." he stated as he waited for them to move on.

[Thugren]

soon thrazzda stops as his horde comes behind him. warwick sends out waht he called eyes into the forest and soon enough he motiosn at dervin.

"YOuve got a rifle right?"

he points to a road half a mile away where a convoy can be seen.

"The truck out front...THe window is open...Drop the driver."

[Armoured Priest]

Dervenin just grunted an acknowledgment as he unslung the bundle from his shoulder, unraveling the rough cloth to reveal his Intervention rifle and racking the bolt of the skeletal looking weapon. "Don't move Thrazzdra, don't even breath." He said as he aimed down the scope, slowing down his own breath to the point it was just shallow breathing. He can make the shot and he knew that, it wasn't arrogance, he had to make several kind of shots before, both before and during inception day on human and ghoul. When he felt the shot lined up right, he pulled the trigger on the anti material rifle as he exhaled and braced for the recoil.

[Thugren]

the bolt is perfect, anmd the mans entire torso vanishes in a splatter of red mist, but its when the car goes out of control that you feel a stone drop into the pit of your stomach.  a shining figure, an angel wreathed in light and holding a flaming sword rises into the air.
 

"Micheal....MICHEAL!"

 

therazzda roars in fear and anger.

 

"DAMNIT YOU WHERENT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE"

 

the angel raises a blade and sends a curtain of flame outward toward warwic who uses a wave of force to dispel it.

 

"If theres one angel...There are more..Dervenin be ready to fight."

[Armoured Priest]

Dervenin was already hoping off Thrazzdra's head after seeing the angel and hearing the pitlord's words, telling him all he needed to know about the situation. Working the bolt to feed a new round into the rifle, the old ghoul would look for a new position to take in force of habit and to not be the first target of the angel able to send walls of flame at him. Finding a suitable place at a nearby tree, Dervenin would take aim again down the scope of his rifle to line up a shot at the sight of the first angel to appear after Micheal, not wanting to draw the head honcho's attention just yet.

[Thugren]

you feel...something foreign , and your descent is stopped suddenly. a blade erupts from your side and a soft voice whispers.

"Dervenin right...."

 

you look up and see the soft face of a man, his face blemishless and with soft blue eyes.

"your shooting is legendary...cant have you doing that now can we.."

 

above you hear warwick let out an annoyed roar of clalenge, and a beastial growl follows. 

 

within a few moments thrazzda roars and the sound of metal clashing filsl the air.

"im not here to kill you ghoul.... do me a favor and stay down allright?"

 

the angel twists the blade painfully and drops dervenin, making him land on the floor as his enemy lands not to far away.

 

"im Ezekyle....Anel of annunciation.... youll be dealing with me until we can secure gabriels horn."

[Armoured Priest]

"Something tells me this whole thing was a damn set up from the get go." Dervenin hissed through fanged teeth as he picked himself from the ground, ignoring what the angel had told him to do till he was back on his feet and staring down Ezekyle. 'Gabriel's horn, must be the weapon Thrazzdra mentioned.' he thought to himself briefly. "I'm not going down without a fight you glittery fuck." the ghoul spat before quick drawing one on of his revolvers from its hip holster, cocking the hammer with his thumb and firing a round at the chest of the Angel from the hip without taking the time to aim down the sites.

[Thugren]

the angel pivots to the side with startling speed and withdraws a revolver himself. With a gunsmans flourish he fires and spins ine one motion, makign the two slugs collide wityh a loud ping as he stops.

"Youre fast....  BUt still a ghoul... Care to try again deadman? its been a long time since i found somone who can fire that well."

[Armoured Priest]

Dervenin could feel a muscle twitch under his right eye, a tick he knew he head when his temper was rising. If there was one thing he could possibly hate more than Augustus, it was an arrogant son of a bitch in the middle of a fight. But they were here for a weapon, not grudges, and that means taking care of glitterfeather here quick and moving on. He didn't answer Ezekyle's question or spoke at all, his free hand drawing his other revolver before firing both of them, one towards his chest while another was pointed at one of his wings. the idea mainly to test the angel's reflex and make him chose which bullet he might have to let it hit.

[Thugren]

both hit and the angel is flung backward, landing in a crumbled heap on the floor...before crumbling harmlessly into the ground like dry leaves.

 

"Now now.."

 

the angel chucles, moving up from behind a tree, tapping his revolvers together.

 

"That wont do..... Killing my apparitions is just going to annoy you."

 

he fires down, both bullets ricocheting off some stone and slamming hard into dervenins stomach, doubling him over and knocking the wind from him.

 

" bounder shells arent lethal..but they sure are painful."

[Armoured Priest]

'So it's gonna be like that eh?' He thought to himself in an very annoyed tone in his mind. Not only does he have decoys but fancy smancy bouncing bullets too? And why would he have non lethal rounds? Some of this wasn't making sense and starting to sound more and more like this was all planned from the start. A nagging sense of familiarity about that idea formed in his gut. He brushed it aside for now, just thoughts that were distracting him, just like this angel. Instead of engaging the angel again, Dervenin decided to blitz out of there and towards the convoy to look for the weapon, metamorphing into the more monstrous form for the extra speed and agility.

[Thugren]

the angel goes to move, and without a word from its master the malignant are barring the angels path. He calls out to you but soon the ghouls attack and the sound of battle can be heard. AS you move, thrazzda is hurled bodily, landing in the  forest with a loud crash and a heavy rumble of earth as micheal comes to the ground, standing over warwick who lays, breathing raggedly.

 

something snags at dervnenis mind at the sight. As if hes seeing double, and the werewolf laying on his back standing over him.

 

"The sharp shooter.."

 

micheal says calmly as he turns to face him.

 

'Youre the one i want..Ive already gotten warwic.....You going to be my next hostage?"

[Armoured Priest]

And now thanks to the blabbering mouth of an angel, it confirmed his suspicion that this whole thing was a ploy. He wanted to be angry at the pit lord for falling for this, but he knew it was his own idea to go along with it. Not even giving him the satisfaction of saying anything, the thing that was Dervenin darted for the trucks instead, mind on survival which he believed lied in getting that horn since he had nothing that could touch an Angel. It wasn't much to go on, but it was better than rolling over and giving up.

[Thugren]

you run smack dab into something solid, and are flung back in a shower of pain and force. Derevenings back scollides hard with a truck leaving a massive dent as he stands face to face with a fair haired angel holding waht appears to be a sheild in his hand.

 

"Oh...Ghoul..Hello."

 

he sets his shield to tyhe ground and smiles.

 

"YOu are makign this capture remarkably easy."

[Armoured Priest]

'How many god damn angels did they bring with them? Cause one sounds a lot of BULLSHIT right now!' he thought indignantly to himself after being slammed into the side of the transport truck and resting in the dent he had made. And everyone was dead set in capturing all of them alive it seemed. He would be damned if he was going to let that happen again, and by such glitterly, stainless, walking embodiments of arrogance. And he wasn't above running away either, which is what he did while still in his other form, away from the convoy and the angels, forgetting about the more than likely bait lie that was the horn, and leaving Thrazzdra and Warwick behind. This was going to tick Bossman to no end, but that was a worry for later, not the right here and now survival.

[Thugren]

you manage to get away, and the angels arent persuing, and just as you get far enough away you notice one of the malignant shambling up, but its acting oddly.

 

it move intelligently, navigating the terrain instead of just crashing through it, it soon falls into stride as warwics voice comes out.

 

" that was a risky trip...Probably just lost thrazzda there."

[Armoured Priest]

"Just one angel, a normal convoy, for a weapon that more than likely doesnt' fucking exist. Thrazzdra ate into a baited trap and I walked in right with that damn pitlord." Dervenin growled, his speech deeper and gravelly in this form. It wasn't really as surprising that warwick transferred into another ghoul, he knew a number of high up ghouls could do that to avoid death and such, it would have been comical in any other situation given the form he had now. "They wanted us alive....but why?" he asked, more rethorically than for a real answer out of Warwick or himself. There could be numerous reasons, but that didn't help them in their current perdicament. "Either we continue to go do what bossman wanted us to do in the first place, or we go back to get you a better body but risk bossman's wrath. What wonderful options we have." he grumbled.

[Thugren]

I can make my body with this malignant but it's going to take time."

He croaks as he motions at what looks like a gas station.
" thrazzda will probably have escapade the same way, but he's going to be a grub for a while.... but imguessing they want us to study."

[Armoured Priest]

"Hm....something in my gut says its something else." Dervenin said, not buying that it's just for being studied. You don't pull out that kind of artillery for just capturing something for egg heads. "Alright, guess that's our course then. Better head to the monastery and kill off some folks before we give bossman another reason to have our heads on pikes in his office or some or other." He said before letting himself change back into humanoid form with loud pops and cracks from within his person. With a quick shake of his head to get rid of the disorientation, he made sure he had all of his personal belongings still on him, besides the bandages that ripped off. He'll have to reapply some later on his own time. "Ready to go there tumor?" he asked warwick with a fanged smirk.