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Jericho was more than ready for this. They would claim all the lands for their own. They would get revenge for what was destroyed. There would be nothing left of them. Only the Moon would remain, standing tall above the carnage.

He would be one to help this come to realization.

He swore by it.

Hearing their King speak only caused his blood to pump with anticipation. Tonight. They dine in hell.

The Dark Herald's form swirled before taking on a more draconic appearance. Spreading his wings, he let out a roar, then flew off towards the battle.

((Exit))

Reluctantly Rex did as he was asked, kneeling before the shadow king. There was a moment of confusion, of fear and reluctance. He started to take a step back, what was happening to his shadow--was his shadow trying to eat him?!

Before he could move further, the shadow engulfed him, changing him. It must have been only a moment, but it may have seemed much longer, or maybe it had passed for him in the blink of an eye. Whatever the case, where there had once been a wild card of the kingdom of silver, now stood a shadow creature of the kingdom of black.

The shadow raptor roared as he never had before, his tail lashing behind him, a snap of powerful jaws and vicious teeth. He was ready to fight, to destroy, to devour.

If he had his fins, they would be clamped against his sides. He would have tried to make himself smaller, to hide from the anger she had. And yet... Merope grasped his Hermit's staff, placing it against the ground and taking a slow deep breath. "You... You don't know what it's like," he began. "I've got... I've got nothing in Amityville. Do you know what it's like to be ignored? To be treated as if you're invisible? Here," he shook her off of his arm, using it to gesture towards the kingdom around them. "Here, I have a chance to be someone. To finally belong. I... I know I didn't do a very good job. Jack, I'm called the Hermit and I'm still alone. And even though the kingdom's in ruins..." He couldn't help but to glance at the abyss, the section of the kingdom even darker than the shadows.

"E-even though it's in ruins, this is the first time I've actually... belonged somewhere." He finished, looking back at her. "It's different for you. You have friends waiting for you. You have things to do. It's different for me. Here... I don't. I don't want to wake up. I want to stay here, where at least I..." He faltered, frowning. "At least I can try to be useful. I just... I just want to be wanted. Aymet can use me here. He's different now, but at least... But at least I have a reason for being here. A reason to exist."

Justice nodded grimly as she spoke - and when the King finally announced their marching orders he slowly let go of Judgement's hand and slammed his fist to his chest. "BY YOUR COMMAND!" His bellow was loud and forceful. Now was not the time to go quietly into the night, they would not vanish without a fight - they were going to live on.

Turning to Judgement he grinned wickedly and motioned to the portal. "Well then..." He took her hand once more and with a deep laugh, started to tug her toward the portal. "Let us fight! Let us show those who would dare try to push us into the abyss what it means to provoke our wrath."

His eyes peered out into the emptiness that had once been their home. "Our Kingdom will be avenged, and our King made greatest - and they will beg for mercy - but they shall have none."

His gaze returned to Judgement as he removed his hand from her's, limbering his chain from his wrist and setting it spinning so he would be ready for anything when he stepped out onto the field of battle.

"For none can stand against the might of Team Retribution!" Turning toward the portal, he looked behind him once more at Judgement.

"See you on the other side - partner," and with that said, he stepped through the portal...

(( Exiting to battle! ))

Her King certainly didn't need to tell her twice that his people would not fall to grieving uselessly: Amarus would never collapse under the weight of her own grief, but rather fight because of her pain. Take the anger, the disappointment, the fear: whatever emotions fueled her, and channel it into revenge. The sweet and swift revenge that they would enact together.

Amarus, for her part, bowed to the King in acknowledgement and fealty. "Understood, my Liege," was all she said. No grand display; she had already used her one display at the meeting, and that hadn't exactly gone well.

She uncoiled her Meteor Hammer from around her shoulder, wielding the ends in turn. Preparing. Defense with one, attack with the other: she traced her blue runic symbol into the heavy lantern, igniting that Shadow flame. A ghost's soul, that's what it looked like. It would light the way in their abyss, and draw her enemies to their own graves. "On the other side," she agreed, the corner of her mouth quirking up into a smile.

It was showtime. It was the end.

[[ Exiting to Battle ]]

Sun clapped Arynek - the Moon on the back, and helped her back to her feet.

"Welcome, comrade!" she said, heartfelt. Even in the midst of what had to be the Kingdoms' darkest (heh) hour, it was encouraging to see new Shadows join the ranks. As her King rose up, and declared the war commenced, Sun forgot all about the strange expressions she'd seen.

She wanted no more than to do as he King commanded. With a wild whoop, she ran for the battlefield.

"REVEEEEEENGE!"

[Exit]

The Black Kingdom is now devoid of sounds.
There was no cries or lamentations.
What is there, is total silence.

They has left, eh?

Rei stood still in the midst of what remains from the Kingdom of Shadows. All combatants has long left the kingdom, while non-combatants are now still wandering around without any destination. Some remained still like a pillar, some stared into the darkness holes that is now looked like it's going to 'dry'.

"This is my time to move."
He has one promise to fulfill.
That is, protecting the girl.
"I'm sorry to make you experienced this in your first journey..." muttered him, cursing his own idea of traveling together. If he went to the Red Kingdom as planned, and didn't make that proposition, would she become free from the mortal danger right now?

Taking up the Obsidian-made Sword he took from the remains of a weapon shop, he walked toward the West gate. Soon, he will join the chaotic battle for The True King...without even wanting to be that chosen one.

"My goal...is to protect. That girl's wishes and dreams."

[EXIT TO BATTLEFIELD]