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Serrin nodded happily. Perhaps this would be the chance needed to return that poor man's memories. "Good." It was a simple statement, but one that was apt to the event. To say anything else would be redundant; no doubt Alfred already knew that teleporting back was the next course of action.

Excellent! They had managed to not only stop him, but they'd managed to capture him. Alfred, however, was looking pretty pissed. "Woah, woah. Don't kill him. Not yet." If Alfred pressed down hard enough, the only crunch might not be Orion. It might be the mirror and the pendants. Though... what would happen if he tried to break one of Arceus's hooves? Hell, who knew. He didn't want to find out.

He scooped up the plate as he walked. Yeah, this would probably fit. And, much like the pendant before it, it went down his throat. It was a little... big. Chunky and uncomfortable. But after a half minute of gagging and coughing, it came down. He promptly walked over to Orion and kneeled over him, his scythes poised. He would break each individual chain. Orion might simply be faking unconsciousness under the large claw, but it would be difficult for him to maintain control over all the items if they were loosed.

This is just getting needlessly complicated now. He couldn't retrieve the pendants from under the claw, so they would have to wait. He would need to talk with Alfred later, and deal with the damage Neon had done. He really should have better considered bringing her along; it hadn't taken her long to break her promise. Well, I'm getting ahead of myself. There's things to be done first." "Of course. I hadn't thought that he would cause so much damage so quickly... I apologize." And then there was the matter of Archer. "You're pissed, Alfred. And rightly so. But could we finish the discussion of Archer after we've dealt with Orion?"

He still stood crouched over Orion. What were they to do with him... He was dangerous on his own. But they couldn't afford the people to keep him locked down unless they managed to keep him in cuffs, which would be a difficult feat. They certainly couldn't let him go. The best they could do was cripple him and there was one easy way to do that to an Espeon. "You might want to keep him steady, Alfred."

One scythe, turned back and placed at Orion's neck. Tolin sat down, forcing Orion's head to the ground. The other scythe came in carefully, forcing itself through the skin and under the gem that sat on Orion's forehead. It would move around in a circle, the blade spinning around the edge of the gem, spilling blood and tearing flesh to remove the Espeon's focal point. Without it, Orion would be effectively powerless. It would be a permanent wound, but the gem could be returned if necessary. It had worked with Solaris.

Well, that was the plan, anyways. "Consider this a mercy, Orion. I had thought I was going to have to kill you." He was more dangerous to them alive and well than he was helpful. But this could prove a convenient way to restrict him, unless some fool decided to help the man trying to further the apocalypse. Of course, it would take more than words to stop him, except perhaps Alfred's.