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Abel groaned as he rose in the grassy feild. His limbs were broken and horrifically mutilated, with long gashes and bones that stuck out gorily. he rolled his eyes as he set them back into place, watching the wounds heal with satisfaction. His healingt attribute was magnified by the severity of the wound, soi as not to waste energy. Because he'd held onto them, the others were luckily close by. Shade lay beside him, as she was tucked under his arm. Lucien was stuck in a tree, and he found Roizalin nearby, with hundreds of bits of metal. Obviously both of the ladsies had reflexively sheilded themselves from impact.
He collected eveyone and set them up against a tree, sitting down and cleaning his older blades to pass the time as he waited for them to wake and he formed battle plans.
... just in case. After an explosion that huge, there was no telling what had been uinleashed on the world. Obviously, he was the frontman, the one to take point. His greatest strength was his attacking power and durability. As for Lucien... He would remain rear support and artillary. He also had a very sharp mind. Perhaps he could find weaknesses even his own intellect couldn't pinpoint. As for Shade and Rozalin, they were unknown factors. He had no idea what degree either had.

He sighed as he sat there, cross-legged. It was going to be a very, very, long day.

"Annihalated." he said simplky, in the cold manner he always did. "Dumbass Overseer destroyed it with a portal storm. He should have known better than to tamper with things like that." he said. "We haven't been properly introduced." he said. "My name is Abel. You already know my subordinate..." he pointed at the man who had irrationally managed to keep his wide hat. "Lucien." he looked around, inhaling the air. "Ah, Iceland. We were lucky. However..." he looked at her in the eyes, revealing a soft glow in the back of his own. "The world is incredibly dangerous rtight now. Everything that was in Site One is free now.

"It'll take a while for Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven to get off their respective asses." Abel said. And even when they do, they won't be able to do much. One was the strongest, and they only get weaker as youy go down the chain. Naturally, that means their men are comparatively weak." he sighed as he stood at last, stretching. "So. How powerful are you, exactly?

"At least you have your hat." Abel commented dryly. "So. We have a few options remaining." he said, crossing his arms. "We can head to the nearest city and hope it's still a city. We can wait for contact from Two or Three. Or we can roam and deal wioth unsavory SCP, who'd we be bound to run into anyway."

"Site one was an anomoly, Shade. The other's aren't very bad at all..." he looked in the direction she pointed. "Shade... look." he pointed above the town. Birds circled it. But they were too big to be birds.
"Winged humanoids..." he said quietly. "We must be careful if we head that way."

Abel palmed his face. "That idiot." he grumbled. "Has it occured to you that these are different than what you kno-"
A lance of white fire slices the ground hin front of them, one of the avians hovering overhead.
"Fee, new victims. New slaves." it sais with glee and a soft voice. It points to them, and white light bundles up at the fingertip, yearning to be released.
"You'll resist, right? I can kill you, then..."

"Dammit, I tired of this whole killing for teh pure joy of it crap!" Shade moved and pulled teh shadows together and formed a thick solid wall, cutting off the lances, but leaving a few burnt out pits in her defense. "Ick....just when I get out of a light filled room." She re adjusted her glasses and moved to Rozalin. "Out of teh tree Doc." She said, having a shadow slide her out and down carefully, before wrapping it around the bleeding cut. "Let it sit for awhile, it'll mimic skin until the bleeding stops." she instructed. "Yo, Gunslinger, beer might have to wait."