-teleport in, covered in cuts bruises and missing an arm-
That Omega Weapon's a *****...
-pop the top of an elixer and chugs it-
-heals completely-
-arm shapes back into place-
-sits down next to the gang (the "party" if you will)-
-pulls out hip flask-
-glug-
Chateau Romani. Good stuff.
Anyway. Yeah. I'm not ready for that thing. Yet.
-lays back to look at the stars-
Yeah. Its nicer here anyway.
...
Comet.
-comets fall from the sky-
Fira.
-the comets explode in a haphazard fireworks-esque way-
...
-looks to the side-
-eye spheres dialate-
DEATH KITTY!!!!
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