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Silent in his ascent, Quint made it topside just after Roan's display, but could tell from 99 and Tank's expressions that he had missed something amazing.

Holstering his weapon, then kicking a mangled corpse, "Shouldn't we leave before these guys decide that they don't need a head to fight?"

Quint...it's not them I'm nearly worried about. Lets just get the hell out of here while there's still a good chance of it.

He took to a light jog for where he had left the jeep, his eyes fixed on the fight between the two respective leaders of their forces, Roan and Engel.

Man...hope I never have to deal with s**t like that.

*As the team arrived back at the jeep, the solid 'whump whump whump' of 'copter blades pierced the night. This time, it wasnt a news vehicle. It was Jan.
with wolves depicted over the chopper, it clearly belonged to Raoul and his men, but the plain looking butler was the one who threw open the door and urged them inside*

Hurry. This mistress is getting a tad peeved I see.

As Corbin Bit down harder on Schnider's neck and shoulder with his sabertooth fangs burried deep into his chest, Schnider managed finally to infest the total of Corbin's steel hide, and in a dusty cloud it was blown from his body in flakes of rust and dust.

letting go a pained grunt Schnider then moved his hand to Corbin's stomach and dug his fingernails into the hide. A battle was now being fought between the pair over Corbin's bone structure. Schnider was trying to reduce the density and mass of Corbin's skeletal figure, while Corbin tried to increase it.

As schnider struggled to compete with Corbin's will, the Diableric Cainite seemed to have no trouble over powering the Samedi in this aspect, and grinned around his flesh as blood bubbled around the wound and Corbin's lips.

.:"I have minds to deligate, each with their own will power, you cant compete with me on this front line.":.

"I vont vail Herr Engel. Even if it killz me, i'll not dizzapoint him!"

.:"Heh, Well I wont fail Roan. So again, it comes down to will and ability.":.

"Vell I have zee-"

Giving his hand a sharp jerk, Schnider dug his nail into Corbin's gut more.

"Upper hand."

Schnider then began infecting Corbin's body. An infection that rotted the body at an accelerated pace, and the more Corbin struggled or moved the faster it worked.

"Itz now juzt a matter of time, even if you kill me, your body vill rott."

.:"Heh, you know, I think I could grow to like you. Maybe I'll let you be the one to survive. And I was so looking forward to consuming your entirety, flesh, bone blood and all. Shame. Maybe, just one really, big-":.

Corbin opened his mouth, pulling his long sabertooth canines from the flesh, tips just a half an inch from leaving the wound, before he then gave a snarl, and bit down with even more force. With a shocked gasp, Schnider's body went stiff, before the finger nail blades were snapped and he fell to the ground on his stomach.

"-Bite.."

Blood pulled out around the masked Cainite, and sprayed from the wound.

Corbin towered over Schnider, with a chunk of meat, and an arm hanging from his maw. He had bitten, and ripped the German's left arm, pec and shoulder from the rest of his body.

With a bloody mess of twitching muscles, nerves, bones including ribs and the shoulder blade, along with the whole arm hanging from his mouth, Corbin placed his left boot on the German's back and with his left hand gripped the hilt of his sword, still stuck in Schnider's back.

Grabbing the arm by the forearm, Corbin ripped a chunk from the mess and gave a crunching chew, before a combination of red steam and ash began leaving his mouth. Corbin then pulled the sword from Schnider's back, and kicked him over, replacing his boot on the man's chest, and forced him to watch as the substantial portion of his torso and arm was devoured.

Some blew out from his mouth after being burnt to ash, some blood was burnt and evaporated, causing the crimson steam that rose from his lips, the rest however, was swallowed up. Already infected, there was no more harm that could be done from diablerizing the German.

With wide eyes as he watched his body being devoured, Schnider, a Samedi gasped between painful sharp breaths.

"M-m-MONZTER!"

With blood smeared across his face, neck and chest Corbin grinned full and wide with skin tissue still stuck between some of his teeth, as his head wings began to mix the colours of indigo and a blood red.

"I said you would see, right?"

Shaking with shock, Schnider's eyes turned away, as he began crawling. It was then he spotted the fire and the phoenix above.

"Herr..Herr Engel..."

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Sucking in a sharp breath of air, Engel turned and rolled away, before getting to his feet and leaping from the rooftop.

Sailing through the air towards a lower roof he began fireing the minigun, and deligaited the rounds to fly back around him at both the Phoenix, and the Wolf.

"If zat vas zee caze, zen it vould apply to you az vell, veangenze!"

As his hide turned to marble Engel hit the rooftop and he fell clear through the cement and the next floor. Moments later, bullets still ripping out from windows and the holes he had created at Rake and the wolf, Engel leaped through the wall and fell to the street level, where he ceased fire and turned to look up.

His eyes however caught Schnider in this movement, and he looked on in shock, as he watched his comrade crawl along the ground, mangled.

"Schnider!"

Gritting his teeth, Engel glared up at the phoenix and his third eye gleamed.

"Zis ist wrong!"

With the discipline Valaren a skill known as 'sense life and death' is possible. This makes it plain to see the ebb and flow of an enemies life force. With this, he could see just how powerful Roan was, and how much it would take to destroy her.

His eyes grew wide, and he lowered his weapon, the barrel wheel hitting the road surface.

"Ve, aren't up to par.But, zee General zaid..He zaid zat ve vould be strong enough....He ist Zalubri...He should have known.."

Engel's eyes then grew wide once more. This time however, it was a different type of shock. Stark realization.

"He DID know...Zis ist a zuizide mission."

Crawling towards Engel, Schnider reached out for his leader, despite the fifty meters or so between them on the road.

"He-herr Engel..Vat ist..wrong?!"

Corbin, Schnider and Engel, all looked to the phoenix in confusion. Corbin began walking up behind Schnider, the German's blood still dripping from his maw as red steam still surrounded him, his jaws in particular.

Schnider was confused as to what Roan meant. Was she offering, some sort of kinship, partnership, or job for Engel? If that was the case, he would follow Engel faithfully what ever he decided, however, to work for the DeSeer clan? For Roan? He for the first time in such a long time, had absolutely no idea what Engel would decide.

The lust for the battle, for the war, and inevitable destruction at the hands of these DeSeers, or...

Glancing down at his gun, the Salubri Antitribu was left with this decision. For most it would be an easy decision. Survive. Engel however..He was a curious being. His pride was shattered. He had been bested and out-classed so horrifically without being touched, without being killed.

Turning to Schnider laying on the road, weak from the tremendous loss of blood, he gave the Samedi a look that his comrade never thought he would see. It was a look so clear. He was pleading for an answer. He had been betrayed, and set up for a fall. His naivity in not wanting to pick his battles with a cheat like seeing the life span of his foe, and determining if he was to be victorious has been his downfall, finally.

"Herr, Engel?"

Gobsmacked, Schnider couldn't make this decision for his comrade, his leader. Slowly, he tried to get to his feet with Corbin still standing close in tow, 'watching him like a hungry snake.

With a pathetic, defeated smirk, Engel gave Schnider a wink, and the Samedi simply returned the expression, with a knowing nod.

Instantly, Schnider turned on his heels with all the pace he had to muster, and he drew a grenade from his harness as he turned to face Corbin. At the same time, Engel clutched the handle of his weapon, and raised the minigun to aim at Roan.

However, before the pair could finish, Schnider caught sight in his turn, of a figure behind Corbin. A figure concieled by a dark crimson cloak adorning chains and sabbat markings all over, obsidian haze shrouding its position as it shifted about the figure.

With wide eyes, Schnider stopped in his tracks, and called out as a hand was raised by the figure, a obsidian and silver gauntleted hand pointing in Engel's direction.

"ENGEL!"

Suddenly the butt of Corbin's sword hilt hit the Samedi's mask, shattering it and sending the German back to the ground. A thunderous, yet dull and quickly fading bass boomed from the figure, and Engel was paralyzed before he could half raise his weapon. Turning his eyes after Schnider had called out, Engel spotted the figure behind Corbin, and his eyes grew wide, first with shock, next with rage, as he roared.

"YOU! Your zee baztard that zent uz here!"

Turning to 'look' over his shoulder, this being pointless really given both his blindness, and he turned his eye patch on the figure behind him, Corbin then turned his whole body side on to the figure, immediately recognizing the sent.

"Roan, thats a Salubri. Not an Antitribu. I thought they were all wiped out."

Struggling now to look through the bloodied bandages around his face, with his mask shattered now, Schnider looked first to the Salubri agent, then to his leader, bound in some manner, and being 'marked' by Roan's aids.

"Herr Engel! Nein!"

"Shut up."

turning briefly back to Schnider, Corbin gave him a swift kick in the ribs then looked back to the figure.

The figure turned its head to Corbin, then to Engel, before shaking its head.

"Tch tch, Engel. You couldn't even really accomplish the real task for which you and your rag tag team were sent. This little sortie, pathetic as it was however, wasn't completely useless."

Gritting his teeth, Engel had to make a decision, and in this moment, he managed to let go of his gun, letting it fall to the ground as his eyes looked up at Roan.

"Veangenze! Commit me! I vant vor mein men to zurvive und I vant zat viend, und 'is orginization wiped out!"

*Dagoth hopped back as he felt his leg shatter, as he blinked the fist slammed into his head driving himself full force through the wall. Coughing the cement dust and plaster board out of his lungs, Dagoth rubbed his leg driving the bones back into place before the fused. Slowly dragging himself to his feet Dagoth looked at the hole he just made*

Well so much for that idea.

*As roan tapped Phoenix Dagoth shuddered, he never got used to this sensation.*

*Waving a hand, she sealed the way to Garden, then let Phoenix fade from her until she was stood leaning on her sword in her Vengeance battle attire*

For now, stand down General.

*Lighting a cigarette - she was out of anything else, she contemplated the Samedi*

Speak. You didnt come here to finish a job you sent people you know woudl failt o do. ANd you didnt come here assuming yourself strong enough to wipe us out in oen shot... and assuredly one shot is all you would get time for. So... I ask you, just once, politely, what are you doing on MY turf?