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Reaper would climb to her feet and immedately start darting off into the Wilderness. But not staying on the trails she had her own perferred ways to travel. Completely off the trails making others difficult to track her down as she ran. Blood cape fluttering behind her. It was time she found Wedsday and get this business over with. The quicker the better. First stop the Needle store were the clothing were being selled to the members here of Black Amber. Reaper had never been there before actually. So...this was going to be interesting.

Ban was now on a hill looking back. He was leaving this small portion of his life. Nothing great happened, and he was only mildly interested. He felt though...that he would be missing out on something great. He shrugged and turned walking away from the scene.

Another figure walked through the darkness, making its' way towards the beach. It didn't look human, except the shadow in the soft mist showed it as thus. Whatever it was, moved slowly and confidently through the mist, it's eyes golden in their colour. It moved concisely to where it wanted to go and would do exactly as it wished to do...that had always been it's way really.

Sprinting half bent one of the soldiers went to Fischig, "Sir, we're spotted one lone individual, appears to be unarmed." Softly patting his flamer, "Capture him, but be careful, we have no idea what ruinious powers they consort with." The two rushed back to the position. Already two other groups where moving silently to the left to flank him, setting up a second kill zone. Guns were act the ready, they dark barrels directed to their victim. Soon to fire their deadly cargo, bursting flesh and snaping bones. With a silent motion of his hand the once peaceful air errupted in a large cacophony of gunfire sounding. After the inital volley the sounds of levers clanking as another round was chambered could be heard. To the target the shot blanketed the area with the dealy little balls of led. Bringing his flamer to bare he readied himself for what was next.

Fischig watch the display of power, how the man dived out of the way and the way he teleported into a clearer view. He had only a single word for the man at this point, "Fool." Not even needing to motion the sound of shotguns errupted once more in a concetrated assault as Fischig came up closer. Slashing his arm to sease the fire he moved up to the man. Standing a good distance, but withen range. "Give yourself up heretic and your death will be swifter." He held the flamer at the ready. His mind clear on the objective as it pushed aside the question of where Ava was, an Inquisitor must focus on the threat and the threat was in front of him.

"There is only one way to fight the heratic and that is to destroy. This land shall be consecrated with your ashes, but first you shall learn the folly of your ways and be given a chance to repent and except the Lord God in Heaven and then your soul shall be put to rest." Rising the flamer he brought it to bare on the man. With the slight squeeze of the trigger flame jutted forth, the purifying flame that would burn all and leave only dust.

His powerful hands gripping the handle of the mace, he swung it extremely fast pushing the air against the flames and rolling with the swing to push him away in time. The big man seemed to lose interest but in his place was a woman. Now Ultima did not know what to do.

Ava walked forward to show herself to the man, in her left hand was one of the revolvers. It was pointing at Ultima, her finger on the trigger. Behind her cloth face mask she let out a satisfactory smile and shot a large bullet into his right knee cap. Sending him to the ground.

Fischig Steped back, watching as the man swept the fire away, they would have many dangerous foes in this area and not all were suseptable to fire, but then he had never relied upon it nor anything else to carry the day and Ava was doing her job it seemed. She would fight the man and he had other matters to attend to. Calling for the rear guard to set up a fire line in the direction of which he sensed another threat. Another group moved to take up the position of rear guard, leaving four men with shot guns trained on Ultima.