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[Empiricist]

"Identify yourself and define this location. Make any attempt to alert hostiles and lethal force will be deployed."
Victoria sends over a replication of the audio she heard via bracelet.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

They are all incredibly terrified and shrink away from Andromalius, assuming she's with their captor.

Medea tilts her head.
"..free who?"

[Empiricist]

"I repeat. Identify yourselves and tell me were we are. Now."
"I don't know... maybe someone who can help..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Medea shakes her head.
"Right now, we have to figure out how to get out of here."
Nobody seems to want to approach Andromalius. One little boy starts sobbing, and some, males and females, hide their face.

[GreatWyrmGold]

"Why the hell do I get smacked but Cyrielle doesn't?"
Richard looks irritated.

((Choose a response when you remind me who smacked Richard:))

Spoiler: Matthew (click to show/hide)

"...She is a girl."

Spoiler: Nuriel (click to show/hide)

"I can only smack so many people, Richard. And I already gave her smacks."

The door is....gone. As in literally, gone.

Will groans.

Just then, everyone suddenly gains access to their powers again.

The Angels release bursts of their powers. The room is full of steam.

Will gets that the peasants are most definitely not from their world.

The peasants themselves are cheering on Angerus quietly and defiantly.

((Question: Are they from Angerus's world?))

Angel and TAngel start cooling and heating the door thing to weaken it.

((And class interrupts me half a sentence before I can post, and 33 new posts...))

<Righto... wait. FFFFFFUUUUUUU-> The little ball of light explodes, the light rushing into Yuri's body.
Crimson light bursts from the seal on Yuri's back, burning like flames for a second and driving her to her knees. "nng..."
<... Goddamnit.>

<This room is once more safe for demons! Can I get out now?>

<FUCK. MOTHERFUCKING FUCK. GAH.>

Nuriel starts using telepathy to make fun of Demons Run.
"Why is it called Demons Run, anyways?"
Nuriel falls silent.

"FUCK YOU, YOUR NOT EVEN FUCKING HUMAN!"

((...Nah, I won't.))

Clonegerus falls back, bleeding more purple blood.
"LEAST I DIDN'T FUCKING FALL FOR A FUCKING CULTIST, FUCKING PUSSY SHITEATING MOTHERFUCKER!"

"_{Dammit dammit dammit this is very interesting but shut up...}"

Red light erupts from their eyes, blood spewing from wrists and ankles before collecting into a pair of massive crimson wings, the tips barbed and razor-sharp.

TAngel screams and hides behind Angel.
<Finally, someone who gets it!>

The crowd goes wild for Angerus!

"_{Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow...}"
((Big, enthusiastic crowds are uncomfortably loud even without superpower-induced headaches.))

A voice speaks to Will, Victoria, Lucas, Selina, Yuri/Demons Run and TA!Angel.
It goes by quickly, and it is no stronger than a whisper, but it is distinct.
freeme

((What does Will's power tell him about the voice?))
TAngel shudders.
"Mrs. Demons Run, was that you?"

TAngel, Angel, and Matthew all follow the group to wherever they have gone.

((5 new posts? Pft.))

[Empiricist]

Andromalius inputs magic into her longcoat, enhancing its eldritch nature, she slashes at the bars of the cell using the supernaturally sharp properties of it. The consolidated distortion seems to drain away sound and light near it while arbitrary omnidirectional cuts rend through the molecular structure of the sliced bars, obeying some sort of arbitrary directive progressively increasing to cleanly cut the bars at the top. "Be quiet and tell me who you are and where we are. If you do not, I will kill you all. If you do, I will slice the rest of these bars and free you all."
<This is Andromalius, I have encountered prisoners.>
"Okay!"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"W-we d-don't know....w-we we-were a-also t-taken by the Rift! P-please, spare u-us!"
<Andromalius. I'm on my way.>
-retcon-
Richard irritably sighs at Matthew.
"Not hitting girls will be your undoing eventually. Not that I would, unless forced."

[Empiricist]

"Very well." Andromalius slices the bottom of the bars, slowly. She makes sure to hold each bar she slices off and gently places them down on the ground.
"Shall we follow Richard?"

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Medea shrugs.
The kids are slowly pushed out of the cells, followed by the adults.

Richard arrives, Evoker drawn.
"You find anything useful?"

[Empiricist]

"They arrived through the same mechanism as us. They have no idea." Andromalius gestures towards them with her rifle "Hands where we can see them. Do any of you have any combat experience or equipment?"
[To: All] <Richard, do you need any backup?>
"Okay, let's ask him."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Only one person approaches. He looks in his early-fifties, wearing coarse linen clothing and his face lined with wrinkles and a pepper-grey beard.
"Aye. Soldier in the Magi Conflict two years back. Give me a weapon and I'll fight."
The rest don't, and put their hands up.

[Empiricist]

"We have four ballistic weapon and some grenades. With those units suffice? We also have to units capable of generating weapons if required. What lethal implements are you qualified in using?"

[To: All] <Richard, do you need any backup?>
"Okay, let's ask him."

[mcclay]

"WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR "MATICORE"! DID YOU FUCKING LOSE IT!? WOW, I KNEW YOU WERE A FUCKING FAILURE BUT FUCK! THIS IS JUST TOO MUCH!"
Angerus heads through the doors.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Medea nods and follows Richard.
The manticore limps out in front of Angerus, dying.

It seems to have suffered massive impact trauma.
"Aye, that will do. I'm a rifleman in the 33rd Aleran regiment."

[mcclay]

Medea nods and follows Richard.
The manticore limps out in front of Angerus, dying.

It seems to have suffered massive impact trauma.
"Aye, that will do. I'm a rifleman in the 33rd Aleran regiment."

"I THINK YOUR FUCKING BEAST BROKE, IMMA BREAK IT EVEN FUCKING MORE!"
Angerus puts it out of its misery before continuing on.