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After jogging for about three hours, Laoish couldn't go at a steady pace anymore. He began walking, but didn't need to go far before he heard shouts and armor clanging against weapons. He picked himself up and hurried to a safe lookout point behind a reddish-brown boulder. As he watched the troops come over the horizon, he saw why everyone was so worried. Most of the creatures in the army were at least 6 feet tall, and all shades of red and crimson, which he knew meant that they must be demons. Every soldier had huge egg-shaped metal packs on their backs. He wondered for a minute what they could be carrying into a war that was that big and heavy. Then his face dropped and he became pale. Those were wings. They could fly! ((or not, just trying to add mood cheese_whine ) Laoish looked to the middle of the horde and saw the leader. She was tall and broad, loaded to the neck with every kind of weapon he could think of, and then some he couldn't, riding atop a long and muscluar pitch-black horse with flaring nostrils. So he had seen the figure of fear, and it was about to massacre the forces of good. He sprinted, terrified, back to where the army of angels was, and sent a single frantic telepathic message to Chinsuke: What have we gotten into?!

((boohoo sad
MY TUMMY HUUUURRRTTS IT DRIVING ME KOOKEW! rofl )

(( now we needs teh FelininialFriinds plx. im doin soccer, and let me just say that St. Pius in Houston is home to some of the biggest frikin crybabies i have ever seen. They rolled around on the ground for at least five seconds before they even started to get up, and our guys were on their feet the entire game (even me weee!) i am angry at their parents. Honestly. To be proud of a child that wants to...JUST GRAWR! so angry...my tummy hurtst AGAIN! ))

Miguel sent the gory image that he had in his mind to Chinsuke, feeling sorry that she had to see the terror awaiting the troops.

While he was running back to the base, frantically trying to get to the rest of the army so he wasn't a lone scout, he heard a single flap and a claw gored into his shoulder and shoved him forward, causing him to roll over three times before getting on to his knees. He instinctively created a custom weapon he called "Silencer," simply because he didn't know the techinical name for it. It was a claymore with a halbred head just below the sharp point. As it materialized in his hand, he looked up to see his opponent preparing for another swoop. It was a greusome yet lean winged demon, and he got a good look at its nightmarish face before he heard the single flap of its wing again, and this time moved instead of suffering the claw again. It nearly smashed into the ground headfirst, but somehow it landed completely on its feet, sending pebbles and bits of dry earth spiraling into the air. It immediately lunged at Miguel with every claw on its right hand open. Miguel ducked down and when the beast jumped over him, he grabbed its neck and twirled it so that its back was on the ground. The beast let loose a half-snarl and a half-yelp before Miguel slammed the butt of his weapon into its face. The beast had no time to gain its thoughts and react before Miguel amputated its arm and drove the tip of the claymore into its chest. The beast bayed and grabbed the blade with its remaining hand. Miguel pulled it out promptly and lodged the axehead into its head. This time, it died instantly. Miguel didn't say a word, but turned and started his journey again, this time slowly trodding as his 'Silencer' vanished.

((I wanna let everyone know that I haven't forgotten about this rp, but I'm not feeling very creative right now. Probably because I used all my creative juices trying to figure out the background story of Megaman Legends...anyway, they refill themselves eventually. I shall return...))