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The man behind him wears a red scarf. His body is covered in black leather, and blades of varying sizes. His hair is long and dark as night, contrasting his incredibly pale skin. Eyeliner decorates beneath a gaze instilled with rage--a passion which has not burned within him in quite some time. He grips the jagged dagger which he's just implanted into the ELIS' back, though there's more where that came from. Swiftly after, she withdraws another, smaller blade, and lands it in his opponent's shoulder. As soon as he notices the ELIS turn, he leaps back and draws both a shortsword and yet another dagger, ready for combat.

"You think yourself a suitable opponent for Kyle Warren and his family?" speaks The Edge with vitriol in his tone. "If you can hear me, Elok Daven, listen to me now. I've had enough of following your path. From now on, I follow my own."

The ELIS turns heel and swings his axe, but The Edge dodges beneath it.

"You could call me a lone wolf, if you wanted," he goes on. "Yeah. A lone wolf. I know you know my backstory already, but maybe if I tell it again, it'll really contextualize this dramatic turn in my arc."

It's a miracle that even the emotionless ELIS doesn't react. Instead, he continues to strike, but also continues to miss.

"I won't be used any longer," he says, pirouetting into harm's way to strike out with his sword. The cut lands, though he's **** to retreat a moment later as to not have his head removed from his shoulders. "Hey, injured one. As cool as you look right now covered in blood, you should get out of here."

Yin nods as she looks between the bleeding Mipa and the fight beside her. "R-Right. Teleporting someone else. Just like Master. I can do it." She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath in, whimpering as she tries her hardest to focus. She then wraps her arms around the goblin into a tight embrace and shouts, "Just like Master!" Poof. She disappears in a plume of black smoke, along with her injured ally.

"... Now it's just you and me, monster," The Edge grumbles.

"And me!" Jelly calls out, standing behind him. It seems she was airdropped into battle by a moth flying above.

Luna looks down at her with a thumbs-up.

"Gah!" He stumbles to the side. "Slime-creature. Leave him to me. You need not trouble--"

"You talk funny, and you look funny too. But that's all right. That just makes us kindred spirits! Now let's fight this guy together."

"... E-Excuse me?"

"Wait for us, Jelly!" a voice calls out. It's Fava in her human-sized body, though there's something different about her. It's what's on her arm. A cannon--large, metallic, cylindrical--covers it entirely, down from her shoulder. It's so hefty that it's resting on a set of wheels which squeak as they're **** to spin faster than they were designed for. Laira is there as well, helping her push, as they make a mad dash to face the battle at the far wall, to face a metal dragon and a golden man.

Dajy turns her eyes in their direction. "Ooh. How big. Impressive."

"Damn right," Fava says. "It's a little impractical for something like this, but... uh Laira, just help me turn a bit. All right. Dajy, distract this beast for us, will you?"

"If I get to see that thing fire, then I'll be more than glad to tear scraps of metal from this monster's body in the meantime." She grins, leaping with her wings out-stretched. Like a shadow, she darts quickly to dig her claws into the plates of the creature. Then she begins slashing her claws in as deeply as they'll go, crawling to different locations as she searches for any weak points.

Meanwhile, Fava and Laura line up the shot. It seems that working together, they were able to reverse engineer Alice's arm cannon, though repurposed into something larger. Fava's puppet body does share some traits with the ALICE constructs after all. It may not be the same, but it'll certainly deliver the power required. They just need to land a hit. The inside of the barrel hums and flashes with bright glowing blue energy as they watch the succubus to her work.

"Mmm. I think he has a sensitive spot, right here," she purrs before digging her clawed hand deep beneath the creature's left wing.

"Ready to fire in three!" Fava calls out.

Jelly and The Edge combat the ELIS behind the beast, though not a lot of progress is being made. The Edge is a quick fighter, though he isn't at all on the level of you or Lady Vex, and Jelly is a difficult fighter to defeat, but she doesn't do much in the way of actual damage. She mostly restrains, and she certainly has a disadvantage against fighting constructs versus living beings.

"Two!"

Mistress Dajy rolls up to the creature's back, though it tries to buck her off. Then a moment later, it takes flight. The gust from its wings nearly knocks everyone nearby over, and it begins to lift from the ground.

"D-Damnit," Fava curses. "One! But, the angle--"

Laira heaves with all her might, but just then, Luna flutters down to grab them both. She lifts them a few inches off the ground as they work together to tip the shot upwards, and then...

"Fire!" Fava screams. A terrifying concentrated beam of energy fires from the barrel of the cannon. It causes the three to fall backwards from the recoil. Not only does the blast hit the dragon directly in the torso, partly from below, but it carves a hole straight through with a burning explosion. Lightning crackles out in all directions as the lens-like eyes of the metallic dragon fizzle from bright cyan to lifeless black. It hits the ground hard with a deafening crash before popping and sizzling into scraps of ashen metal.

That leaves only the ELIS left. He's certainly at a disadvantage.