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OOC: get in where you fit in guys, wherever you want to introduce your characters ya know? Go right ahead.

Solid sighed then shrugged and his sword vanished with a glimmer of red. "How convenient. It seems like someone around here is pulling our strings, and working us like goddam puppets. I hate riddles almost as much as I hate the sons of bitches that take the time to make them." Solid complained as he exited the building, now hearing even more of the furry demons approaching. Without another word he jumped to the peak of the building and rained down a shower of red crystaline swords. "I'm getting tired of these ridiculous excuses for demons, we must have been being distracted from the time we awoke."
 
Tyther sent several shards at the demons, searing their flesh as if the shards were white hot. "These things aren't worth much." He teased. "What do they come a dime a dozen these days?"

Ithavol summoned his staff and spun the blades, slicing through several demons. He took a lull in the action to look at the surrounding city. It was all as it had been. Only their building had been destroyed.
 
In the middle of those demons there was a man in white clothes wearing a white jacket opened with a orange shirt below, white pants and shoes, using a sky blue katana he was cuting the demons in pieces.
 
Tyther and Ithavol stopped fighting for a moment, watching the mysterious man cut up the demons with precision, guts and blood spilling everywhere. As the last demons let out a final whimper, Tyther walked up to the man, hand tight on his sword. "And you might be?" He asked forcefully, ready to fight if need be.
 
"If you really leard to open your eyes and put that shave that fur around them you might see that i am a living meat grinder, ask the guts". Bladus said as he used his katana to point towards the guts lyeing in the floor.
 
Ithavol looked at Bladus in respect. "The higher-ups respect you for what you did, and what you went through." He said, kneeling.
 
"I don't respect this guy..." Solid said coldly. "Higher-ups? Heh, that bump on the head must've took me back to my actual self, maybe I'd gotten soft and started taking orders from weaklings. I mean, look what a couple of measly demons did to them!" he said in a ****y tone, readily holding his hand opened to the side if he needed to summon his sword and finish the new guy off.
 
Ithavol c0cked his head to the side at the exact same time Tyther did. "Uh... Okay. Pleasure to meet your acquaintance." Tyther said.
 
OOC: Okay, thanks :)

A huge thud of lightning struck the ground nearby, and a man stood still, his armour flashing with sparks of electricity.

"I have been watching you two for some time, and I think you may need my help. My name is Stryker" came the man's strong and bold voice.
 
Ithavol's shook his head, thinking he was seeing things. "What is with all these people appearing at one time???" He thought aloud. "It must be a sign."
 
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