Gluttony cried out in pain as more sand mutilated his face. He was prepared to back away, but the smell of Ken moving in close with his hand was too much to ignore. Gluttony's eyes opened wide, too rabid to ignore the pain, and his teeth chomped down.
A bone-crushing crunch could be heard by all present as the beast bit down hard on Ken's hand. He looked prepared to start chewing, but suddenly he gained a look like a child ready to cry as he remembered something.
"Oh, no." he said, still mumbling with Ken's hand firmly in his mouth. "Lust said I can't eat you yet!"
With a grunt, Gluttony twisted his head around and released. The Landscaping Alchemist was tossed headlong into a nearby wall, blood streaming down his shattered hand. As all of this happened Stone smashed away at Gluttony's skull. It nearly caved in time and time again, but it kept returning to its pristine (if grotesque) appearance in a matter of seconds. The issue was compounded by how Vlad has completely negated one of his most useful senses with the foreign blood now seeping down his face. The monster got sick of this quickly, and rolled onto its back. The sheer weight of the thing nearly crushed Kallu, and forced him to release as the balloon-shaped thing rolled even further back towards Tasha, picking up speed until he slammed her like a bowling ball. She flew away from the force of impact, leaving him standing about six feet away from Elias, gun trained on the thing.
Gluttony stared him down, but finally relented. "Lust might need my help. I'll come back and eat you later, okay?"
Without a further word to the soldiers, the blubbery thing shot itself like a rocket back up to the rooftops, continuing its trek towards what now seemed an obvious target: the warehouse, with wisps of smoke now rising high into the air.
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Roland, Amon, James, and Anton all shot up through the crumbling remains of the warehouse as a single unit. When they reached the top, the quartet jumped off of their platform and onto the rooftop. It was flat, with little in the way of cover for anyone on their side. Standard fare material-wise, tile and stone for the flat areas, with brick for the frame around it. It was all the same off-white as the rest of the city, though the area around the hole was blackened from dust and soot from various sources.
It was longer than it was wide, and on the opposite side of the building stood their target. Amaud Octivir was waiting for them, blood still dripping down his hands but nonetheless functional. The part that was particularly intimidating, however, was the transmuted cannon standing at his side. "Say goodnight, boys!"
The cannon fired, its payload rocketing towards the quartet.
