Super Robot Wars: Calamitous Dawn

Sigismund

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William Liam Tinmall
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"Of course the ZPE Core is not conventional: I designed it!"

Liam was just about to begin his explanation, of how he researched and refined his theory on space radiation before proposing the project, however, the intercom announced their arrival at the spaceport, interrupting the conversation.

"Maybe we can talk later? EM-field and micro-fusion reactors on mobile suits are technologies that we didn't manage to reach yet... uhm... see you later? I think I have to get back here to get the Null so..."

With that lame turn of phrase, Liam began to move towards the hangar doors, gulping as the giant autocannons entered in his view from the windows, knowing that not even Phase-shift armor could be overwhelmed by continuous fire from these kinds of weapons.

"They are helping, we are not prisoners... yeah, no panic."

In the veritable mob of people moving in the ship, Liam managed to eavesdrop on Valrin's speech, getting more confused the more he talked.
How can technology be heretical? There was a cult of science where he came from. That was incredibly oxymoronic when taken out of context, as a doctrine has historically been against progress on Earth.

"Abominable Intelicences? What are you talking about? It's something from your time?"

Now, Liam knew that Valrin wasn't the easiest person to talk with, but now they were stuck together in a situation that neither of them liked.
A conversation about his homeworld was a nice place to start, right? Just steer away from the... demons they fought on the regular...
As Valrin climbed the latter, he heard Liam's question.

He crested the latter to pause before Liam. Turning fully around to address Liam, Valrin decided to test Liam. But Liam alone for this moment. He had more than adequate technical abilities, just needed his will forged or broken to truly make him into a weapon. The better as well for he was also a foriegner to this realm and may have some sense with his intelligence to know that the Silica Anima was too dangerous a threat to be left to exist.

The air around the platform stilled. Not time, but merely sound and the flow of air itself around the two. Barely moving his lips so they couldn't be read, his own bloodshot eyes staring straight down into Liam's, and drilling is words through his will into Liam's soul he gave his response. No one else would over hear this conversation, and the others could be tested at different times. He still needed his own Will for Ignus.

"Abominable Intelligence, Silica Anima, Artificial Intelligence, Independent Machine Will. All are the same, and all are of the deepest depths of the horrors that unwrote countless trillions of humans across tens of thousands of years. Not destroyed, not killed, not vaporized, unmade. They not only ceased to exist, they never existed. The base Quantum Data between the folds of reality utterly deleted, set to null. No soul, no afterlife, and an effect catastrophic across time itself for each and every single one of those countless souls torn screaming into oblivion. And that is only one effect of a million million more I can tell you they are capable of. Let alone when they can be influenced under the powers of Chaos. That Daemon we fought earlier could instead possess that intelligence with that level of weaponized technology. If any such .. cursed monster exists on this Planet, it must be obliterated period. Less it advance further into Horror, into Heresy."

Leaning forward, Valrin whispered his next words with purpose. Each syllable echoing through Liam's bones, empathized by the rush of his blood: "If it cannot be destroyed, then I will burn this planet to nothing but cinders, glass and ash. And that would be a mercy!"
 

Cavaliere

Notorious
As Valrin climbed the latter, he heard Liam's question.

He crested the latter to pause before Liam. Turning fully around to address Liam, Valrin decided to test Liam. But Liam alone for this moment. He had more than adequate technical abilities, just needed his will forged or broken to truly make him into a weapon. The better as well for he was also a foriegner to this realm and may have some sense with his intelligence to know that the Silica Anima was too dangerous a threat to be left to exist.

The air around the platform stilled. Not time, but merely sound and the flow of air itself around the two. Barely moving his lips so they couldn't be read, his own bloodshot eyes staring straight down into Liam's, and drilling his words through his will into Liam's soul he gave his response. No one else would over hear this conversation, and the others could be tested at different times. He still needed his own Will for Ignus.

"Abominable Intelligence, Silica Anima, Artificial Intelligence, Independent Machine Will. All are the same, and all are of the deepest depths of the horrors that unwrote countless trillions of humans across tens of thousands of years. Not destroyed, not killed, not vaporized, unmade. They not only ceased to exist, they never existed. The base Quantum Data between the folds of reality utterly deleted, set to null. No soul, no afterlife, and an effect catastrophic across time itself for each and every single one of those countless souls torn screaming into oblivion. And that is only one effect of a million million more I can tell you they are capable of. Let alone when they can be influenced under the powers of Chaos. That Daemon we fought earlier could instead possess that intelligence with that level of weaponized technology. If any such cursed monster exists on this Planet, it must be obliterated period. Less it advances further into Horror, into Heresy."

Leaning forward, Valrin whispered his next words with purpose. Each syllable echoed through Liam's bones, empathized by the rush of his blood: "If it cannot be destroyed, then I will burn this planet to nothing but cinders, glass and ash. And that would be a mercy!"
William Liam Tinmall
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Liam's head ached at Valrin's intrusion, a deep unease that spread in every crevice of his being as the psychic whisper shook his very core, only exacerbated by the pilot's real whisper just a moment later.

He thought he told him, back in the desert, that he really didn't like this type of communication, not when they were standing just a few centimeters apart, but right now this wasn't his main problem right now.
What was mostly occupying his mind was the sheer scale of what Valrin was describing, the precise choice of words, the almost fanatical fervor that his voice was conveying that made him seem unhinged.

However...

"Something doesn't add up..."

The tone of Liam's voice, even when muttering to himself, was cautious, mostly to not trigger an unwanted reaction from Valrin, but the more he talked the more said caution evaporated, replaced by curiosity and doubt.

"Something like that cannot happen in a vacuum: it must be systemic, an escalation of threat and responses so that either side feels justified in what they are doing. Those AIs couldn't have devised those weapons themselves, not in the short frame of time you are describing, but they were probably already there. Which is concerning in itself, but..."

Liam's head rose to watch the pilot Inquisitor, feeling now much less confident in what he was about to say, but with a gulp and many false starts, he managed to let out:

"Are you sure that the AIs were the problem? I mean, if they had developed to be this monstrous maybe there was a cause to it, and weapons are most of the time developed to fight other humans and... shutting up now...."

The weight of the uncomfortable stares and silence didn't help his frail nerves, yet he tried to mentally prepare for whatever Valrin was about to say because he could feel it in his bone that he was not going to have a good time.
 

Sigismund

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William Liam Tinmall
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Liam's head ached at Valrin's intrusion, a deep unease that spread in every crevice of his being as the psychic whisper shook his very core, only exacerbated by the pilot's real whisper just a moment later.

He thought he told him, back in the desert, that he really didn't like this type of communication, not when they were standing just a few centimeters apart, but right now this wasn't his main problem right now.
What was mostly occupying his mind was the sheer scale of what Valrin was describing, the precise choice of words, the almost fanatical fervor that his voice was conveying that made him seem unhinged.

However...

"Something doesn't add up..."

The tone of Liam's voice, even when muttering to himself, was cautious, mostly to not trigger an unwanted reaction from Valrin, but the more he talked the more said caution evaporated, replaced by curiosity and doubt.

"Something like that cannot happen in a vacuum: it must be systemic, an escalation of threat and responses so that either side feels justified in what they are doing. Those AIs couldn't have devised those weapons themselves, not in the short frame of time you are describing, but they were probably already there. Which is concerning in itself, but..."

Liam's head rose to watch the pilot Inquisitor, feeling now much less confident in what he was about to say, but with a gulp and many false starts, he managed to let out:

"Are you sure that the AIs were the problem? I mean, if they had developed to be this monstrous maybe there was a cause to it, and weapons are most of the time developed to fight other humans and... shutting up now...."

The weight of the uncomfortable stares and silence didn't help his frail nerves, yet he tried to mentally prepare for whatever Valrin was about to say because he could feel it in his bone that he was not going to have a good time.

Valrin just stared deeper into Liam's eyes.
"You are ignorant if you just heard everything I said and the first thought you had was it doesn't make sense over the time frame. Humanity has been amongst the stars for tens of millenia, and the method of traveling faster than light itself is recorded to have taken Millenia after we had already deeply colonized every aspect of Sol and had already started the Long March fleets. Humanity was pushed to make weapons by the existence of Xenos, including extremely powerful Xeno tech that can match or even surpass the power of the Dark Age of Technology. As you note, outside influences pushed for the creation of more powerful and terrible weapons. Let alone Titans.
And the Silica Anima was the weapon that almost drove humanity to extinction, further even than when the Galaxy was torn in by Hell tearing apart realspace to consume it..

As for is it the AI's fault, the question is Moot. We have confirmed the existence of Daemons in this realm, the existence of Chaos. And Machine Intelligence is very much not immune it its siren call. Any such object cannot be allowed to exist. Period. There is no such thing as Innocence, merely degrees of guilt."
 

sir_fire

Distinguished
@Mazin Kiryu @TrickOLF

As the dust began to settle from the Gettersaur's death-dive, Kane would see a silhouette shakily rising from the impact crater; taking a few, unsteady, fragile steps out towards the open, its form would be become more and more clear to the Scion of the Photon Power Labs... A one-armed form... The Ro-beast had unfortunately come out of its bout against the Great's older brother on top, but it was now utterly combat-ineffective, with ugly cracks and fractures all over its frame, its arm crushed and blasted to uselessness and one of its legs barely hanging on by a thread. Knowing that it was finished, the only thing the reptilian machine can do was to stare right at Great Mazinger, as if to telling it to let it die a warrior's death...

Hugin, this is Blackstar... Did Gungnir team make it out of the AO?

Hugin to Blackstar. Exfil was a success.

Good... So my death... Wasn't worthless...
 

Mazin Kiryu

Notorious
@Mazin Kiryu @TrickOLF

As the dust began to settle from the Gettersaur's death-dive, Kane would see a silhouette shakily rising from the impact crater; taking a few, unsteady, fragile steps out towards the open, its form would be become more and more clear to the Scion of the Photon Power Labs... A one-armed form... The Ro-beast had unfortunately come out of its bout against the Great's older brother on top, but it was now utterly combat-ineffective, with ugly cracks and fractures all over its frame, its arm crushed and blasted to uselessness and one of its legs barely hanging on by a thread. Knowing that it was finished, the only thing the reptilian machine can do was to stare right at Great Mazinger, as if to telling it to let it die a warrior's death...

Hugin, this is Blackstar... Did Gungnir team make it out of the AO?

Hugin to Blackstar. Exfil was a success.

Good... So my death... Wasn't worthless...
Kane could only stare at the machine.. no.. a hybrid.. as he kept staring before raising his arm again, charging a Thunder break once more.

“You fought till the end, I can respect a warrior like you to fight for his teams, but if this role was reverse, you would have wipe me before I even got a chance to breath if I was in your sorry state.”

He said, as then the lighting bolt would hit Great Mazinger Finger, seeming like he was going to kill him… but he simply stop and let the energize attack disappear.

“But I’m not like you, Oi Lady, he all your, do what you pleased”

Kane said as he went to check on Mazinger Z, flying above them, not getting close to the heavily damage getter in case he did something funny.
 

sir_fire

Distinguished
Kane could only stare at the machine.. no.. a hybrid.. as he kept staring before raising his arm again, charging a Thunder break once more.

“You fought till the end, I can respect a warrior like you to fight for his teams, but if this role was reverse, you would have wipe me before I even got a chance to breath if I was in your sorry state.”

He said, as then the lighting bolt would hit Great Mazinger Finger, seeming like he was going to kill him… but he simply stop and let the energize attack disappear.

“But I’m not like you, Oi Lady, he all your, do what you pleased”

Kane said as he went to check on Mazinger Z, flying above them, not getting close to the heavily damage getter in case he did something funny.
Before anyone can do anything about the possibility of a captured Dinosaur Empire unit and pilot, a member of its special operations branch at that... Acrid smoke and a series of angry sparks erupts from the Gettersaur's head and chest, quickly followed up by bluish plasmic flames jetting out from every crack and orifice upon its frame.

"I'm afraid a capture won't be possible, that thermal spike just now was consistent with a self-destruct, standard issue for all manned Dinosaur Empire Mechasaurs."

The wreckage then collapses face-first into the scarred Alpine plain, continuing to burn and melt until it would become nothing more than a charred, empty husk.

"Don't worry, you couldn't have known. The Dinosaurs are quite through in keeping their technology and information from falling into the hands of their foes."
 
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Mazin Kiryu

Notorious
Before anyone can do anything about the possibility of a captured Dinosaur Empire unit and pilot, a member of its special operations branch at that... Acrid smoke and a series of angry sparks erupts from the Gettersaur's head and chest, quickly followed up by bluish plasmic flames jetting out from every crack and orifice upon its frame.

"I'm afraid a capture won't be possible, that thermal spike just now was consistent with a self-destruct, standard issue for all manned Dinosaur Empire Mechasaurs."

The wreckage then collapses face-first into the scarred Alpine plain, continuing to burn and melt until it would become nothing more than a charred, empty husk.

"Don't worry, you couldn't have known. The Dinosaurs are quite through in keeping their technology and information from falling into the hands of their foes."
Kane would simply sigh as he landed Great Mazinger, staring at the remains of the Sauras before asking.

“A machine that took on two Mazinger, I feel whatever they have might be more challenge but I welcome any”

He said as he went to help Mazinger Z up and nodded, “Seem the situation is clear for now, is there any other enemy or weird anomaly in the area?”
 

Cavaliere

Notorious
Valrin just stared deeper into Liam's eyes.
"You are ignorant if you just heard everything I said and the first thought you had was it doesn't make sense over the time frame. Humanity has been amongst the stars for tens of millenia, and the method of traveling faster than light itself is recorded to have taken Millenia after we had already deeply colonized every aspect of Sol and had already started the Long March fleets. Humanity was pushed to make weapons by the existence of Xenos, including extremely powerful Xeno tech that can match or even surpass the power of the Dark Age of Technology. As you note, outside influences pushed for the creation of more powerful and terrible weapons. Let alone Titans.
And the Silica Anima was the weapon that almost drove humanity to extinction, further even than when the Galaxy was torn in by Hell tearing apart realspace to consume it..

As for is it the AI's fault, the question is Moot. We have confirmed the existence of Daemons in this realm, the existence of Chaos. And Machine Intelligence is very much not immune it its siren call. Any such object cannot be allowed to exist. Period. There is no such thing as Innocence, merely degrees of guilt."
William Liam Tinmall

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"So you are saying that you made something that powerful without any kind of limit or safeguard? That's why you call it a dark age of technology, the lack of restraint?"

The scientist's tone was of disbelief, low and subdued, but inside his mind, thousand of thoughts were screaming at the prospect of what millennia of advances could do to weapon developments.

He said Titans, right? Was he implying giant machines? What was happening in that universe?


"So you would kill a newborn for the sins of people long dead?"

It sounded strange, to call something that he didn't know if it existed or not a child, but right now it was probably the best term to describe this kind of nascent entity.
After all, how would you call something that could develop and grow, influenced by both people and attitudes to become something unique?

It was a fascinating topic to think about and that's why Valrin's declaration made him uncomfortable because he was implying that he wouldn't limit that statement to AIs alone.
 

Sigismund

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William Liam Tinmall

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"So you are saying that you made something that powerful without any kind of limit or safeguard? That's why you call it a dark age of technology, the lack of restraint?"

The scientist's tone was of disbelief, low and subdued, but inside his mind, thousand of thoughts were screaming at the prospect of what millennia of advances could do to weapon developments.

He said Titans, right? Was he implying giant machines? What was happening in that universe?


"So you would kill a newborn for the sins of people long dead?"

It sounded strange, to call something that he didn't know if it existed or not a child, but right now it was probably the best term to describe this kind of nascent entity.
After all, how would you call something that could develop and grow, influenced by both people and attitudes to become something unique?

It was a fascinating topic to think about and that's why Valrin's declaration made him uncomfortable because he was implying that he wouldn't limit that statement to AIs alone.

Valrin plunged deep into Liam's mind, not carring for comfort at all, and tore into his thoughts.

He had thought of Titans, so Valrin gave Liam an answer.

In Liam's mind, he could see he was in a ... Cockpit of some kind? Was this..
His thoughts gave way to a presence he could feel beyond any words he knew.
And it was a terrible presence.
Looking straight ahead, Liam could somehow see beyond the cockpit of his mech. The pulsing cables that burned into his temples and shot pure Fire into his brain every second told him how.

However it did nothing to drag his attention away from what he saw outside the mech.

Even for the buildings around them, Liam would have thought it a series of Skyscrapers on top of a hill. Until it turned and revealed Itself fully to Liam's memories.
Then the sky tore itself apart in a blaze, as it seemed a miniature star had conjured itself forward from the Titan, yet even over this apocalyptic sound, Liam could hear the screaming of countless people caught in its path. In a very real way, each scream echoed through his bones. They weren't dying normally, somehow they were dying slowly despite the power that melted Steel to Vapor in mere seconds from miles away. Yet that sound echoed further, until it started to ache



Valrin dragged Liam back to reality, the air still still around them. "Do not compare a Silica Anima to a Human, Silicon lifeforms are in no way close to Carbon Lifeforms."

Now Liam could notice that somehow, somewhen, Ignus's Eye unit had moved fully over and was focusing on Liam alone.
"You also don't seem to have realised the scope and believe me a Liar of what we are going here. I Reiterate, burning an entire Planet is a mercy."
In Valrin's left palm, a bright violet and inky pitch flame spilled, then danced across Valrin's glove. "Even if I have to do it by Hand once more"
 

Cavaliere

Notorious
Valrin plunged deep into Liam's mind, not carring for comfort at all, and tore into his thoughts.

He had thought of Titans, so Valrin gave Liam an answer.

In Liam's mind, he could see he was in a ... Cockpit of some kind? Was this...
His thoughts gave way to a presence he could feel beyond any words he knew.
And it was a terrible presence.
Looking straight ahead, Liam could somehow see beyond the cockpit of his mech. The pulsing cables that burned into his temples and shot pure Fire into his brain every second told him how.

However it did nothing to drag his attention away from what he saw outside the mech.

Even for the buildings around them, Liam would have thought it a series of Skyscrapers on top of a hill. Until it turned and revealed Itself fully to Liam's memories.
Then the sky tore itself apart in a blaze, as it seemed a miniature star had conjured itself forward from the Titan, yet even over this apocalyptic sound, Liam could hear the screaming of countless people caught in its path. In a very real way, each scream echoed through his bones. They weren't dying normally, somehow they were dying slowly despite the power that melted Steel to Vapor in mere seconds from miles away. Yet that sound echoed further, until it started to ache.



Valrin dragged Liam back to reality, the air still around them. "Do not compare a Silica Anima to a Human, Silicon lifeforms are in no way close to Carbon Lifeforms."

Now Liam could notice that somehow, somewhen, Ignus's Eye unit had moved fully over and was focusing on Liam alone.
"You also don't seem to have realized the scope and believe me a Liar of what we are going here. I Reiterate, burning an entire Planet is a mercy."
In Valrin's left palm, a bright violet and inky pitch flame spilled, then danced across Valrin's glove. "Even if I have to do it by Hand once more"
William Liam Tinmall
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The psychic assault tore into the scientist's mind, causing him to double over due to the migraine and dry heave in discomfort.
Liam was not used to pain, like many other people he had both the pleasure and displeasure of working with, but he would gladly suffer from broken bones than this... this.... torture.

It was so overpowering that he almost lost the transferred memories, all the emotions and actions committed by a man that fully believed in himself just and...

The Ignus. The Hunchback machine that fiercely fought against the demons in the ship's wreckage, but now he could feel what Valrin felt each time he piloted it.
He could sense it in the memory, the rage and madness and great power, but most of all he could feel the great presence judging the pilot's every move, laying in wait for a misstep.

And yet he was used to slaughter the masses for, what? Religion?

"It is too much, please. I told you not to do it..." he rasped with a dry throat, already suspecting that Valrin would do it again in the future but too weak to even consider the idea of warning him more harshly.

Liam truly wished to end this conversation, as it was clear that the fellow pilot was not trying to concede points or debate, however, in his intense curiosity, the scientist couldn't help but ask one last question:

"Does the Ignus... have it? You memories, you were... not the only mind inside. Does it have an artificial Inteligence?"
 

Crimson Dragoon

Exceptional
As Daniel waited for the ship to make its landing, he spotted Liam being rather uncomfortable. That would be an understatement, of course, it looked like something hammered the shit out of him. It reminded Daniel all too much of the stories of what Epsilon’s forces can do.
Valrin plunged deep into Liam's mind, not carring for comfort at all, and tore into his thoughts.

He had thought of Titans, so Valrin gave Liam an answer.

In Liam's mind, he could see he was in a ... Cockpit of some kind? Was this..
His thoughts gave way to a presence he could feel beyond any words he knew.
And it was a terrible presence.
Looking straight ahead, Liam could somehow see beyond the cockpit of his mech. The pulsing cables that burned into his temples and shot pure Fire into his brain every second told him how.

However it did nothing to drag his attention away from what he saw outside the mech.

Even for the buildings around them, Liam would have thought it a series of Skyscrapers on top of a hill. Until it turned and revealed Itself fully to Liam's memories.
Then the sky tore itself apart in a blaze, as it seemed a miniature star had conjured itself forward from the Titan, yet even over this apocalyptic sound, Liam could hear the screaming of countless people caught in its path. In a very real way, each scream echoed through his bones. They weren't dying normally, somehow they were dying slowly despite the power that melted Steel to Vapor in mere seconds from miles away. Yet that sound echoed further, until it started to ache



Valrin dragged Liam back to reality, the air still still around them. "Do not compare a Silica Anima to a Human, Silicon lifeforms are in no way close to Carbon Lifeforms."

Now Liam could notice that somehow, somewhen, Ignus's Eye unit had moved fully over and was focusing on Liam alone.
"You also don't seem to have realised the scope and believe me a Liar of what we are going here. I Reiterate, burning an entire Planet is a mercy."
In Valrin's left palm, a bright violet and inky pitch flame spilled, then danced across Valrin's glove. "Even if I have to do it by Hand once more"

William Liam Tinmall
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The psychic assault tore into the scientist's mind, causing him to double over due to the migraine and dry heave in discomfort.
Liam was not used to pain, like many other people he had both the pleasure and displeasure of working with, but he would gladly suffer from broken bones than this... this.... torture.

It was so overpowering that he almost lost the transferred memories, all the emotions and actions committed by a man that fully believed in himself just and...

The Ignus. The Hunchback machine that fiercely fought against the demons in the ship's wreckage, but now he could feel what Valrin felt each time he piloted it.
He could sense it in the memory, the rage and madness and great power, but most of all he could feel the great presence judging the pilot's every move, laying in wait for a misstep.

And yet he was used to slaughter the masses for, what? Religion?

"It is too much, please. I told you not to do it..." he rasped with a dry throat, already suspecting that Valrin would do it again in the future but too weak to even consider the idea of warning him more harshly.

Liam truly wished to end this conversation, as it was clear that the fellow pilot was not trying to concede points or debate, however, in his intense curiosity, the scientist couldn't help but ask one last question:

"Does the Ignus... have it? You memories, you were... not the only mind inside. Does it have an artificial Inteligence?"
He approached the two, ignorant of the conversation topic, but was concerned about the turn it seemingly took.

“What’s going on here?” Daniel asked. He then faced Valrin. “I understand disagreements can happen, but there’s no need to try to reduce him into a wreck. We could still use him intact.”
 

Sigismund

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William Liam Tinmall
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The psychic assault tore into the scientist's mind, causing him to double over due to the migraine and dry heave in discomfort.
Liam was not used to pain, like many other people he had both the pleasure and displeasure of working with, but he would gladly suffer from broken bones than this... this.... torture.

It was so overpowering that he almost lost the transferred memories, all the emotions and actions committed by a man that fully believed in himself just and...

The Ignus. The Hunchback machine that fiercely fought against the demons in the ship's wreckage, but now he could feel what Valrin felt each time he piloted it.
He could sense it in the memory, the rage and madness and great power, but most of all he could feel the great presence judging the pilot's every move, laying in wait for a misstep.

And yet he was used to slaughter the masses for, what? Religion?

"It is too much, please. I told you not to do it..." he rasped with a dry throat, already suspecting that Valrin would do it again in the future but too weak to even consider the idea of warning him more harshly.

Liam truly wished to end this conversation, as it was clear that the fellow pilot was not trying to concede points or debate, however, in his intense curiosity, the scientist couldn't help but ask one last question:

"Does the Ignus... have it? You memories, you were... not the only mind inside. Does it have an artificial Inteligence?"
Valrin didn't have time to respond as Ingus's responce to Liam's questions was much shorter.

It was once more a feat of psychic will that allowed Valrin to catch the single Plasma bolt that flew to Liam with his hand, the uncomfortable heat still present but the Blast never hit.
The Blue fire formed into a sphere Valrin then held for a second before crushing in his hand into nothing more than superheated Gas.
"If you cannot handle my memories, if you cannot handle my own will, what makes you think you can handle the knowledge of which I speak of? You know a lot less than you think you do for what we will be doing here and that is *good*. The feelings you are trying to reject are but pale shadows of what we will one day face again, or do you truly believe after 2 Daemons have already came through the breach that more won't come? That with this new afterlife, more can't be born? You are correct in feeling I will not be moved on this, because what I showed you is only the tip of the horrors in store. Welcome to the price of Knowledge Liam, it has sealed your fate and has long ago damned all of our souls."

As Daniel waited for the ship to make its landing, he spotted Liam being rather uncomfortable. That would be an understatement, of course, it looked like something hammered the shit out of him. It reminded Daniel all too much of the stories of what Epsilon’s forces can do.



He approached the two, ignorant of the conversation topic, but was concerned about the turn it seemingly took.

“What’s going on here?” Daniel asked. He then faced Valrin. “I understand disagreements can happen, but there’s no need to try to reduce him into a wreck. We could still use him intact.”

"I actively held back as to not crush his mind, but his questions could not be answered by pure logic that he would accept as he would only ever push further wanting to know more that is quite literally memetically dangerous."

Glacing at the dissipating gas, Valrin waved his hand once more as if it was proof itself.
 

Crimson Dragoon

Exceptional
"I actively held back as to not crush his mind, but his questions could not be answered by pure logic that he would accept as he would only ever push further wanting to know more that is quite literally memetically dangerous."

Glacing at the dissipating gas, Valrin waved his hand once more as if it was proof itself.
There was a momentary flash of blue light and then nothing actually happened afterward. Fortunate, there didn’t need to be more complications on this ship.

“Maybe you could’ve held back a bit more,” Daniel replied. With a sigh, he continued, “I’m not a mediator and please don’t try to make me into one. There are enough issues as is.” He looked at Valrin’s still smoking hand for a moment, and Daniel simply decided to ignore it. The Atlantic Federation test pilot then faced Liam.

“Whatever your topic was, it’s probably best not to push it any further.”
 

Cavaliere

Notorious
Valrin didn't have time to respond as Ingus's responce to Liam's questions was much shorter.

It was once more a feat of psychic will that allowed Valrin to catch the single Plasma bolt that flew to Liam with his hand, the uncomfortable heat still present but the Blast never hit.
The Blue fire formed into a sphere Valrin then held for a second before crushing in his hand into nothing more than superheated Gas.
"If you cannot handle my memories, if you cannot handle my own will, what makes you think you can handle the knowledge of which I speak of? You know a lot less than you think you do for what we will be doing here and that is *good*. The feelings you are trying to reject are but pale shadows of what we will one day face again, or do you truly believe after 2 Daemons have already came through the breach that more won't come? That with this new afterlife, more can't be born? You are correct in feeling I will not be moved on this, because what I showed you is only the tip of the horrors in store. Welcome to the price of Knowledge Liam, it has sealed your fate and has long ago damned all of our souls."



"I actively held back as to not crush his mind, but his questions could not be answered by pure logic that he would accept as he would only ever push further wanting to know more that is quite literally memetically dangerous."

Glacing at the dissipating gas, Valrin waved his hand once more as if it was proof itself.

There was a momentary flash of blue light and then nothing actually happened afterward. Fortunate, there didn’t need to be more complications on this ship.

“Maybe you could’ve held back a bit more,” Daniel replied. With a sigh, he continued, “I’m not a mediator and please don’t try to make me into one. There are enough issues as is.” He looked at Valrin’s still smoking hand for a moment, and Daniel simply decided to ignore it. The Atlantic Federation test pilot then faced Liam.

“Whatever your topic was, it’s probably best not to push it any further.”
William Liam Tinmall
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With eyes wide as saucers, Liam could only stare at both Valrin and the Ignus, which now had a threatening smoking gun pointed right at him.
Was this a reply to his question? An attempt to silence him? An accident?

No, this was no accident or coincidence, because the Knight was looking at him, with the pilot standing beside him...

"Did the Ignus try to kill me? Did I anger it? But you said, this doesn't make sense!"

Liam now was almost in hysterics, which was not helped by Daniel's attempts to pacify them both and the purple hand... he caught a beam bolt with his bare hand?

"How can I drop it? We were discussing the possibility of Ai existing and his machine shot me! Valrin, while I'm glad that you saved my life, how did you not explode from the heat alone? This is not normal..."
 

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The plasma fire from the Knight Titan clearly did not go unnoticed as the trio were now the center of attention from both the survivors and the Sunrider's crew, particularly its security detail, who were now threateningly poised around the pilots and unknowing of how the situation came to be aside from hearing the roar of the Titan's defensive plasma gun, thus ended up pointing their weapons at the three in absence of any other option of restoring order.

"Ok that's enough! Hands behind your heads!"

It wasn't just the guards or the hangar crew that saw the attempted murder though...

"D-Did you see that Asaga?!"

"Holy Ryuvia... That old man's a freaking wizard!"

"Wha? No! The mech, his mech just tried to kill Liam!"

"Yeah, but I think he planned it since it looked like him and the old guy were arguing up a storm... Or maybe Liam just annoyed him to the point of him making a demonstration. Really could've used less attempted murder though..."

"No, I don't think that was intentional on his part... It looked like that mech did it on its own and it wasn't an automatic security response, if it was; it'd start shooting at anyone that got too close to it..."

"What, you mean AI smart enough to pilot a mech? Like those grade empire guys the Alliance has been really worried about?"

Meanwhile, having seen the entire thing and like the security guards; ignorant of the cause, Vicious' "Ryder" approached the Knight Ignus, its shield protectively covering its chest. However now that he was in far closer proximity to the Knight, the gestalt machine consciousness can feel the texture and color of the mercenary's soul... And it wasn't human at all.
 

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William Liam Tinmall
<<<Ø>>>
With eyes wide as saucers, Liam could only stare at both Valrin and the Ignus, which now had a threatening smoking gun pointed right at him.
Was this a reply to his question? An attempt to silence him? An accident?

No, this was no accident or coincidence, because the Knight was looking at him, with the pilot standing beside him...

"Did the Ignus try to kill me? Did I anger it? But you said, this doesn't make sense!"

Liam now was almost in hysterics, which was not helped by Daniel's attempts to pacify them both and the purple hand... he caught a beam bolt with his bare hand?

"How can I drop it? We were discussing the possibility of Ai existing and his machine shot me! Valrin, while I'm glad that you saved my life, how did you not explode from the heat alone? This is not normal..."
"As I said before, you can't handle my memories, you will not handle my knowledge. Yes, you insulted Ignus by comparing him to an Abominatable Intelligence. Do remember what I said the common reaponce was and how that is merely a mercy to the fates instore for the population subjected to it"


The gas around Valrin had dissipated merely into an uncomfortable heat around the 3 pilots. "It is by my Will you still live, and it is by my Will I still live. If I can do this:

Valrin held his hands apart, and in the center a purple fire grew into a ball that was hotter than even the Plasma for only a second before it disappeared as well, but with no heat remaining, not even of the plasma. The air was now fridged cold.

Then catching a bolt of plasma forced through Ignus's restrains is mere child's play when I control the very air around where he is aiming"

@Sigismund @Crimson Dragoon @Cavaliere @The Ancient Purple

The plasma fire from the Knight Titan clearly did not go unnoticed as the trio were now the center of attention from both the survivors and the Sunrider's crew, particularly its security detail, who were now threateningly poised around the pilots and unknowing of how the situation came to be aside from hearing the roar of the Titan's defensive plasma gun, thus ended up pointing their weapons at the three in absence of any other option of restoring order.

"Ok that's enough! Hands behind your heads!"

It wasn't just the guards or the hangar crew that saw the attempted murder though...

"D-Did you see that Asaga?!"

"Holy Ryuvia... That old man's a freaking wizard!"

"Wha? No! The mech, his mech just tried to kill Liam!"

"Yeah, but I think he planned it since it looked like him and the old guy were arguing up a storm... Or maybe Liam just annoyed him to the point of him making a demonstration. Really could've used less attempted murder though..."

"No, I don't think that was intentional on his part... It looked like that mech did it on its own and it wasn't an automatic security response, if it was; it'd start shooting at anyone that got too close to it..."

"What, you mean AI smart enough to pilot a mech? Like those grade empire guys the Alliance has been really worried about?"

Meanwhile, having seen the entire thing and like the security guards; ignorant of the cause, Vicious' "Ryder" approached the Knight Ignus, its shield protectively covering its chest. However now that he was in far closer proximity to the Knight, the gestalt machine consciousness can feel the texture and color of the mercenary's soul... And it wasn't human at all.
Ignus's eye swung wildly from Liam to the Xenos, the Plamsa caster doing so as well. Then the sounds of gears and grinding metal as Ignus struggled vs his own restraints wounded through the hanger, almost an ancient and primordial growl now echoed through the bowls of the ship.

Valrin saw what Ignus saw, and reached into the Xenos mind, as sickening a thought that was. The man basic psycker counter training, but that meant nothing when Valrin focused his full Will upon him. His mind wasn't human, so most tricks Valrin learned wouldn't work, but he was certain he could still speak into the beasts mind "All Knights were created as a vanguard agaisnt all your kind *Xenos*. If you dont want an escalation further I would recommend leaving and never showing yourself that close to Ignus again, as his reaction towards Liam and your Childers insulting him is far far less than what he would do to you."

As for the hands up order

Well he pulled this trick a couple of times. Their weapons didn't seem too different, even if a mix of auto and laz equipment. Infantry weapons tended to all follow the same style of weapon layout since before history could record, even in the vaults of the Inquisition.

Valrin focused on the right hand side of most of the guns pointed towards them and a notable shift for the 2 left handed guards.
Then he hit was was usually the magazine release similatiously on all the weapons, very much careful not to push anything that looked like a trigger.


"The situation is resolved" echoed through the guards minds at the same instant, leaving an unnatural chill in the bones of each, distracting them from the sudden pressures on their weapons sides.
 

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William Liam Tinmall
<<<Ø>>>
With eyes wide as saucers, Liam could only stare at both Valrin and the Ignus, which now had a threatening smoking gun pointed right at him.
Was this a reply to his question? An attempt to silence him? An accident?

No, this was no accident or coincidence, because the Knight was looking at him, with the pilot standing beside him...

"Did the Ignus try to kill me? Did I anger it? But you said, this doesn't make sense!"

Liam now was almost in hysterics, which was not helped by Daniel's attempts to pacify them both and the purple hand... he caught a beam bolt with his bare hand?

"How can I drop it? We were discussing the possibility of Ai existing and his machine shot me! Valrin, while I'm glad that you saved my life, how did you not explode from the heat alone? This is not normal..."

"As I said before, you can't handle my memories, you will not handle my knowledge. Yes, you insulted Ignus by comparing him to an Abominatable Intelligence. Do remember what I said the common reaponce was and how that is merely a mercy to the fates instore for the population subjected to it"


The gas around Valrin had dissipated merely into an uncomfortable heat around the 3 pilots. "It is by my Will you still live, and it is by my Will I still live. If I can do this:

Valrin held his hands apart, and in the center a purple fire grew into a ball that was hotter than even the Plasma for only a second before it disappeared as well, but with no heat remaining, not even of the plasma. The air was now fridged cold.

Then catching a bolt of plasma forced through Ignus's restrains is mere child's play when I control the very air around where he is aiming"


Ignus's eye swung wildly from Liam to the Xenos, the Plamsa caster doing so as well. Then the sounds of gears and grinding metal as Ignus struggled vs his own restraints wounded through the hanger, almost an ancient and primordial growl now echoed through the bowls of the ship.

Valrin saw what Ignus saw, and reached into the Xenos mind, as sickening a thought that was. The man basic psycker counter training, but that meant nothing when Valrin focused his full Will upon him. His mind wasn't human, so most tricks Valrin learned wouldn't work, but he was certain he could still speak into the beasts mind "All Knights were created as a vanguard agaisnt all your kind *Xenos*. If you dont want an escalation further I would recommend leaving and never showing yourself that close to Ignus again, as his reaction towards Liam and your Childers insulting him is far far less than what he would do to you."

As for the hands up order

Well he pulled this trick a couple of times. Their weapons didn't seem too different, even if a mix of auto and laz equipment. Infantry weapons tended to all follow the same style of weapon layout since before history could record, even in the vaults of the Inquisition.

Valrin focused on the right hand side of most of the guns pointed towards them and a notable shift for the 2 left handed guards.
Then he hit was was usually the magazine release similatiously on all the weapons, very much careful not to push anything that looked like a trigger.


"The situation is resolved" echoed through the guards minds at the same instant, leaving an unnatural chill in the bones of each, distracting them from the sudden pressures on their weapons sides.
The Xenos behind that 'ryder' clicked his tongue, remaining somewhat professional and calm to transmit some confidence and avoid major panic within the ship. As the mental message reaches through to that pilot, Valrin can feel the sheer discomfort Vicious had. It was apparent he was not a big fan of having his mind probed and such. With a sigh, he speaks.

"First things first, I do not appreciate the mental intrusion. Please step down." He spoke. Perhaps fully aware that he could communicate himself with thoughts alone, but opting not to do so: Using his robot's speakers instead.

The psyker barely had any time to decide whether or not he was going to respect this request. The very next moment, something feels amiss. As Vicious' own resolve surfaces out, it was almost as if it took the shape of a metaphysical bastion. One that fully encompassed the alien's very essence and completely severed his connection with the Empyrean that lies beyond. The 'soul signature' the Ignus was once able to pick up on quickly erodes into nothingness, and Vicious became virtually unreachable to the Warp itself.

Did they teach that kind of stuff in 'basic training'?

"Step away from that 'Knight'. I'm quite positive it has a will of its own, one that does not always match with its pilot. Let us try to resolve this situation like civilized people." He resumes, moreso talking to Liam, Kazuki, Daniel and the terrified disarmed security personnel standing at attention.

As the stand off continues, a series of metallic groans and ringing emanates from the Sunrider's bay doors, where their steady descent slowly reveals Fort Ladon's spaceport, the entire place buzzing with activity as base personnel rushed to their posts and armed soldiers began to make a swift advance into the cargo hold at the sight of what had apparently become some sort of violent altercation. Just beyond the spaceport's tarmac, more base security and their vehicles could be seen, including Ryders, ground-based from the fact that they didn't seem to have oversized boosters or aerodynamic surfaces. Inside the bridge, Granger's voice comes over the line, rather exasperated.

"Sunrider what the hell is going in your ship's cargo hold? My men are reporting a standoff between the outworlders and your security!"

Kayto really wanted to mouth off to the General, especially after he had received the exact same news just now from a hangar crewman and he really didn't want to deal with him any longer than necessary; but he quickly remembers his rank and military protocol and keeps his cool.

"Yes, I just got the news from the hangar crew; we have things under control. Also, please tell your men to stand down and not further aggravate the situation."

"I hope for all our sakes that you do."

And just as Fort Ladon's soldiers were about to set foot into the Sunrider, they came to an abrupt halt before falling back and taking positions on the sides of the ramp.

Meanwhile, in the cargo hold, as Vicious notes the presence of the fort's personnel about to come aboard and of Valrin having telekinetically disarmed the security staff as their rather exaggerated bodily expressions of shock can attest to, he speaks once more through the speakers.

"If that will be all from you outworlders, then please stop whatever quarrel it was between you and cooperate with the Ceran Army personnel. As for the "Ignus", it will have to be the first to leave. Valrin was it, can we count on you to guide your mount off the Sunrider and into a holding area designated by Fort personnel without further incident?"
 

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The clash between the Raptor and the Gundam was... Not going as planned for both sides. The biomechanoid was struggling to get one of its foot-claws into the cockpit block as it locked its jaws on mobile suit's neck joint to hold it in place, keeping it from using its vulcans to shred its face. Meanwhile Helen was doing her hardest to stop the beast's talons from finding their mark all while trying to shove one of her beam sabers into the beast's belly, but the mecha-beast's surprisingly long forelimbs were not making that easy, as they were stronger than they looked and were wrangling and wresting away the Gundam's left arm, but only just as its plasmic shaft was uncomfortably close to making contact with the mecha-beast's flank.

During that moment, where the struggle seemed to be at an unstable equilibrium, poised to shatter the moment for either one of the two combatants to make a move and press their advantage, no matter how slight. It is the Gundam who seizes the initiative; In a sudden circular, highly technical motion reminiscent of arts such as Kali and Eskrima, the Gundam twirls its wrist with a barely perceptible movement of their weapon hand, but it was more than enough to angle the beam saber from the raptor's flank right into the forelimb wrestling against its arm, biting into the gene-forged flesh with an angry sizzle and a flash of reddish-black steam.

The raptor was initially caught somewhat off guard, as the hiss from its fanged maw can attest to; but quickly adjusts to retain control of the Gundam's armed hand by exerting more force from its currently uninjured limb, but in that brief moment of weakness, Helen found her window to end the fight. Hopefully without damaging the Gundam too badly...

Getting just enough wiggle room for what she hopes to do next, Helen immediately deactivates the beam saber before making the White Giant launch a gut-punch at the Raptor; winding the ro-beast and stunning it long enough for her to shove the thing off with her shield, throwing the much lighter reptilian to the side and then without a moment's hesitation; guns the throttle, causing the Gundam to lift off into the air from its supine position.

Afterwards and not a moment later, Helen kills the thrust and activating the beam saber, plunges down tip first into the Raptors chest just as it had managed to point one of its pulse guns at the Gundam, raking its torso with energy blasts before the plasmic shaft finds its rotten, mechanical heart. Then, with a forceful motion, the Gundam pushes its saber upwards, vertically hacking its way up the base of the neck, into the jaw and slicing its skull in half with the plasmic shaft.

The creature was no more. Now reduced into a dead body lying on the floor with its bust torn in half.

Gabriella couldn't help but wrap her arm around Helen's shoulders, pulling her close and pressing her cheek against the other girl's. Much to the latter's protest. "Aha! See? You got this! How are you feeling?"

Helen breaks apart from the overly affectionate hold, discharging a long exhale in relief. "Yeah... I'm good, I'm good." She responded, nodding repeatedly. The adrenaline coursing through her veins took her mind off the pain she was feeling on her stomach.

As Helen directs the robot's attention elsewhere, guiding it to take its leave as the raptor's body erupts into flames on the background, Gabriela takes hold of the radio once more.

"Hey. This is us, from the white V-fin. We just took down a hostile and we're on standby. How are our dear allied forces doing?"

Meanwhile, Helen takes note of the Wing Gundam nearby. For now, she fixates her cameras on the other unit. But her own Gundam does not seem to act in any manner that indicated a desire to start hostilities.
 

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Kane would simply sigh as he landed Great Mazinger, staring at the remains of the Sauras before asking.

“A machine that took on two Mazinger, I feel whatever they have might be more challenge but I welcome any”

He said as he went to help Mazinger Z up and nodded, “Seem the situation is clear for now, is there any other enemy or weird anomaly in the area?”
It takes a short while before Kane gets a response from Almace.

"Scope's clear, the last of them just got destroyed by the Euro Gundam."

And another pause.

"...If it wouldn't be too much of a bother, can you head west and retrieve Shinkai and his machine? The IFF is still active, but he isn't responding to my hails."

While she still kept her unflappable, professional tone; an extremely slight hint of worry crept into Stella's voice when she mentioned Shinkai.
 

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The Xenos behind that 'ryder' clicked his tongue, remaining somewhat professional and calm to transmit some confidence and avoid major panic within the ship. As the mental message reaches through to that pilot, Valrin can feel the sheer discomfort Vicious had. It was apparent he was not a big fan of having his mind probed and such. With a sigh, he speaks.

"First things first, I do not appreciate the mental intrusion. Please step down." He spoke. Perhaps fully aware that he could communicate himself with thoughts alone, but opting not to do so: Using his robot's speakers instead.

The psyker barely had any time to decide whether or not he was going to respect this request. The very next moment, something feels amiss. As Vicious' own resolve surfaces out, it was almost as if it took the shape of a metaphysical bastion. One that fully encompassed the alien's very essence and completely severed his connection with the Empyrean that lies beyond. The 'soul signature' the Ignus was once able to pick up on quickly erodes into nothingness, and Vicious became virtually unreachable to the Warp itself.

Did they teach that kind of stuff in 'basic training'?

"Step away from that 'Knight'. I'm quite positive it has a will of its own, one that does not always match with its pilot. Let us try to resolve this situation like civilized people." He resumes, moreso talking to Liam, Kazuki, Daniel and the terrified disarmed security personnel standing at attention.

As the stand off continues, a series of metallic groans and ringing emanates from the Sunrider's bay doors, where their steady descent slowly reveals Fort Ladon's spaceport, the entire place buzzing with activity as base personnel rushed to their posts and armed soldiers began to make a swift advance into the cargo hold at the sight of what had apparently become some sort of violent altercation. Just beyond the spaceport's tarmac, more base security and their vehicles could be seen, including Ryders, ground-based from the fact that they didn't seem to have oversized boosters or aerodynamic surfaces. Inside the bridge, Granger's voice comes over the line, rather exasperated.

"Sunrider what the hell is going in your ship's cargo hold? My men are reporting a standoff between the outworlders and your security!"

Kayto really wanted to mouth off to the General, especially after he had received the exact same news just now from a hangar crewman and he really didn't want to deal with him any longer than necessary; but he quickly remembers his rank and military protocol and keeps his cool.

"Yes, I just got the news from the hangar crew; we have things under control. Also, please tell your men to stand down and not further aggravate the situation."

"I hope for all our sakes that you do."

And just as Fort Ladon's soldiers were about to set foot into the Sunrider, they came to an abrupt halt before falling back and taking positions on the sides of the ramp.

Meanwhile, in the cargo hold, as Vicious notes the presence of the fort's personnel about to come aboard and of Valrin having telekinetically disarmed the security staff as their rather exaggerated bodily expressions of shock can attest to, he speaks once more through the speakers.

"If that will be all from you outworlders, then please stop whatever quarrel it was between you and cooperate with the Ceran Army personnel. As for the "Ignus", it will have to be the first to leave. Valrin was it, can we count on you to guide your mount off the Sunrider and into a holding area designated by Fort personnel without further incident?"
That

That was a very interesting ability. To near fully cloak oneself from the warp.

The applications of that power were tremendous, even here in this realm as could be seen. Was this a technique? Was this a techonogy? Xenotech? What it was was interesting and required further investigation, Xenos or not. Another approach would be required, however the Xenos's disposition Valrin doubted, would be applicable enough to tell the man he just used the skill agaisnt how it word work. Well if it was a techonoly, Xenos or not, Liam may be interested. A possible vector into the Xenos trust, as even across what was left if the crew integrating with this Xenos would probably not work out to what was needed.

However he was addressed, time for schemes would be available later.

"The situation is resolved, so if there is another incident it will not be because of Me and Mine, you have my word as little as that may mean to you, it does carry weight"

With that said, Valrin started to climb up Ignus's carapace and only a couple minutes later was inside his cockpit.
Reconnecting with the plugs into Ignus, for a brief second those outside of Ihnus saw the dull nearly faded runes and glyphs that covered Ignus's armor glow a sickly purple color that stood stark agaisnt the rusty orange plate.

Then it was gone, and Ignus stood fully
 
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