Jorn Darkmane
((You...you forgot?! How on Earth could
anyone ever possibly forget about an indescribably exciting, inconceivably vast, and
mind-numbingly slow all-around magnificent forum game such as this one??
I, sir, am offended.))
Yxchuithiatkxcli glares disdainfully at both Jorn and the car's driver, before slowly stepping off to the side of the road.
As soon as the demon is no longer blocking the vehicle's path, it speeds off, leaving the Chosen One standing in a cloud of exhaust smoke.
Hisir Namedene
Without delay, the chain begins to recede back into the shaft of the Chosen One's halberd, successfully hoisting him up to the helicopter.
Once close enough, Hisir calls upon his supreme door-kicking prowess to aid him in breaking into the aircraft. Now, as any reasonably sane person would expect, kicking in the door of a helicopter is no easy task (this being especially true when the helicopter in question is currently in mid-flight). Yet with steadfast resolve, the Chosen One manages to smash his armored foot straight through the helicopter's side window, which fortunately happens to be of more than sufficient size for him to climb through.
For obvious reasons, the pilots of the craft are quite taken aback by the unexpected intrusion, and are powerless to stop the Chosen One as he stabs and slashes wildly at them with his clawed gauntlet while simultaneously attempting to pull himself through the shattered window.
Within little more than a few frantic seconds, the interior of the copter is splattered with blood and the pilots are as good as dead. It would also appear that the helicopter has begun to spiral uncontrollably out of the sky, though it is uncertain whether this is more due to the many yards of chain tangling up its rotor, or the sudden lack of capable aviators around to man it.
The Moderator(s) & Zanzetkuken the Great
As soon as The Moderator takes care of a couple more minor preparations, the Interceptor's engines are ignited. In the blink of an eye, the Chosen Ones go blasting out of the hangar and off into the great open skies.
Before they can even begin to enjoy their flight to freedom, however, they are met with an overwhelming volley of heavy missile and machinegun fire from nearly every direction, most likely sent their way by the dozens and dozens of enemy aircraft that happen to be swarming the area.
Eh, not like these sort of shenanigans weren't expected to occur sooner or later, right? Though come to think of it, this seems like an awful lot of firepower for even the fine folks at Black Maple to be able muster on their own. At least on such short notice. Which can only mean that they must have received a helping hand from the RCAF in setting up this little ambush.
While it is a little troubling that major branches of the Canadian Armed Forces are now apparently being mobilized solely for the purpose of thwarting the Chosen Ones' escape, what's even more troubling is the fact that those Chosen Ones have less than a split second to avoid plummeting to their deaths in a twisted, flaming, and very expensive heap of aircraft wreckage.