Sevein opened his maw and devoured the hydrogen.
"The Building Blocks of my power! How gracious you are to die!" Severin roared in laughter, a laser beam blinding Tiberius and stifling his assault. It was enough time for Severin to open his maw again and fire off a thousand bullets from deep in his gullet, transfused from the various materials acquired from the two suns.
Tiberius blasted back into the ground from the hail of bullets, a wall of superheated plasma shielding him on the ground. He stayed there for the length of the attack, contemplating his next move.
Sev stopped firing bullets from his mouth, he ran out of materials. He grabbed at his chest and descended back to the ground, where he collapsed onto his knees and began coughing blood. He looked up at the sky, still firing laser beams down upon Tiberius' position.
"The sky... will break..." Severin barely whispered, standing up to his full height of over 7 feet.
"Black fire..." he started again, Black Fire beginning to circle around his feet, "Will wake," Severin looked down at the fire, clenching his weakened fists.
Tiberius laughed and drew his swords again, wiping the grime from his forehead, his opponent was weakened, soon he would finish the rest of Earth off, with his weakling's head at the top of the Monument to their Sins.
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"Gentlemen! Order! Order!" Frank yelled out to the rest of the Guild. They looked on at their second-in commands, Jackie and Frank.
"Long ago we signed a blood pact that we would stand together in the post-Modern Warfare 2 fallout of games," Jackie began, the snakes on his back hissing in agreement, "The Industry would turn towards First-Person shooters for all things, leaving people like Soap MacTavish and the Captain Price Jr. in too much power against us. We made this guild to protect the sanctity of our franchises, of our rights to exist in an FPS-dominated world," Jackie turned towards Altiar, "our most successful member here can attest to the power and influence of this Guild, as can you," Jackie gestured towards Prophet, who had removed the headpiece of his Nanosuit.
"Then why have you called us? Speak now, Citizen!" A Legion Guard demanded. Bubbles the Big Daddy roared in response. Frank nodded and stepped forward before the masses.
"Bubbles is right, we all remember what Severin means to us, means to what we became and what we accomplished in good times," Frank walked to the behind-right of Ryu and put his hand on his shoulder,"and in bad times," he squeezed the shoulder nerve of the Two Worlds's protagonist. A boom was heard, and they turned to face the Leader of the Guild.
"I have wandered the lengths of this world for many years now, and nearly every time my name is mentioned, there are cries of joy and parties thrown," Wander sternly stated to the rest of the characters, walking past The Agent and Snake.
"We are going to War, Severin needs us, and we will be more than a match for this," Wander turned his head about and spit on the ground, "Tiberius fellow," The Soldier, Heavy, Scout, Medic, Spy, Sniper, Demoman, Engineer, and Pyro all cried in unison. GladoSpud clicked and beeped in agreement.
"Councilmen of the Ages, will you fight with me?" Wander took a knee before six other characters.
"We will rain fire from the skies and tear a hole to Oblivion! Then throw bombs at them!" Sheogorath laughed as he stomped his cane. Link nodded and yelled, "Hyeaahh!"
Wander turned to the next two characters. The Master Chief looked at Mister Bubbles, and nodded, "We'll need a weapon," the Chief smirked behind his helmet. Bubbles groaned in agreement.
And the Slayer of the Colossi turned to the last two characters.
"We saved the Wasteland, I'm pretty sure we can handle this guy," The Brotherhood of Steel Sergeant gruffly stated. Johnny Gatt reloaded his Uzi.
"Let's fuckin' do this," the Saint fired his gun to the air, which was answered with cries of joy from the other characters.
A smile wandered across Wander's face as he stood up and yelled, "To the Armories with ye men! Today, WE FIGHT!" the masses roared in applause and stormed to their swords, their hidden blades, their LMG's, their Carbines and Wazer Wifles, their swords and shields, their loyalty, their dedication, and their resolve to win.
