[center]Donny Kain / Arms Slave[/center]

Arms Slave tried to argue with Dark Wraith about the Dissolution situation over the guild chat, however she was proving to be more and more defensive as he continued to try to figure out answers. To make things worse, Arms Slave was being tailed by none other than the Yellow King, who was likely looking to pick a fight with him since he attacked the Green City. Frankly, Arms Slave was rather disappointed at his lack of king-kills, so for the moment she cut off communications with Dark Wraith. Instead he switched channels to talk to what remained of his Mayhem Riders, or at least the ones who were near his war machines. [b]"Looks like the king in yellow wants to have a word with us! Let's greet him!"[/b]

Arms Slave switched his cameras to behind the war machine, seeing the Yellow King dodging shots behind him. [b]"Hold your fire and hang on tight!"[/b] When the Yellow King was right behind Arms Slave, he stopped right in his tracks. Given how fast he was going in his war machine, the Yellow King must be going at least 70 mph or so. But like his war machine, he doubt that the yellow king had the shear weight to stop right in her tracks just as Arms Slave did, so he planned to let her run right into the back of the War Machine. Answering his call, a few other of the Mayhem Riders also rode towards Arms Slave and his war machine, driving in battlewagons meant to drop off players quickly and/or clearing out groups of enemies by running them over. Three of them showed up, each packed with players as they jumped out to attack the Yellow King. At least twenty players of different classes immediately pounced on the Yellow King, firing off whatever damage-dealing ability they had ready at the moment, but it a storm of bullets, a powerful slash, or a single magical missile. And to ensure that the Mayhem Riders could fight to their full efficiency, one of the battlewargon leaders, Iron Maiden, activated a buff for the Ebony Stykers: Friendly Fire Off. Now they could attack with impunity, with no fear that their allies would be harmed or get in the way of their attacks.

Arms Slave himself deployed his troops and entered the battle himself, launching himself to the top of his machine. He expected that the king in yellow, in a split moment decision to try to avoid crashing into the back of his war machine, would have jumped into the air. So Arms Slave kept an eye above him, ready to ensnare the king in yellow with chains if she happened to have jumped up.

[center]Retsu Goroshi / Dark Wraith[/center]

Dark Wraith was trying her best to ignore Arms Slave constant questioning over the guild chat. He demanded answers to the same questions she wanted to know, and it was getting repetitive. To top it off, the Cherry Hunter program alerted her to the arrival of the Orange King, who was dropping in from above the Black City. No doubt he planned to try a "Shock and awe" on the black guild, but she was one step ahead. Dark Wraith looked towards three players, one Warlock and two healers, both level eight. [b]"Operation Thunder Rod, go!"[/b]

On the roof tops, they could see the Orange King fall towards them. They had a general idea of his Avatar Ability, thanks to intel gathered by the Sweepers. So they knew that he planned to use his [i]Heaven Torn Asunder[/i], or a similar technique, and given that he was attacking them directly, they could guess that he had buffed himself prior to do the most damage they could. While they still had time, the warlock summoned his demon; a winged creature capable of flight. Then the two healers sacrificed their health to put two [i]Reflection[/i] barriers onto the demon, to create 100% damage reflected. After that? They had the demon fly strait towards the Orange King's attack, taking the hit and reflecting the damage done back to the source. Even if he was teleported away, he would feel the damage of his attack hit him.

Within the Black Castle, the attack did certainly shake up their building, but they stood sturdy nonetheless. [b]"It looks like they intend for a mutually assured destruction as well. So be it. Dosh King! I know you cannot use your Root of all Evil attack today, but I want you to use your Forgery ability to start multiplying our armory. Do whatever it takes."[/b] Dark Wraith changed channels to speak with Crimson Bolt and Shining Ray, who was still leading Dissolution in the Green City. They were quite surprised that some of the Dissolutions weren't attacking them, and the only ones that were would be the ones that they had attracted elsewhere. [b]"You two, bring those Dissolutions to the White Kingdom. No doubt that their king wants a battle with us, but while they have their forces at our door we will hit them at home. Don't engage in the battle yourself; I need you alive for now."[/b]

And there was one final order she had to give. She went out of the Black Castle and addressed the army of Ebony Stykers before her. They were not like Arms Slave Mayhem Riders, and army of rag tag misfits. This was a proper army of true Sweepers, actual Agents of the Erasers, lead by Erasers. And most importantly; not Ebony Stykers. They were Sweepers allied to the Ebony Stykers, but they themselves either independent players or even members of other guilds. But their connection as Sweepers is what allowed them to stand here right then. While smaller in numbers than the Mayhem Riders, they were much more effective outside of open warfare. Special Operations. [b]"The Green City lies barren now. That is our message to the guilds; no amount of neutrality or innocence will protect you. They had their choice to surrender, and now they can die alongside their foolish pride. You are Sweepers. Unaligned to any faction but your own. Even to the Ebony Stykers, you fight for us because that is your choice. I would not make you do anything that I would not do myself. So with your decision made, you will infiltrate the other guilds, and subvert their operations from within. When we meet on the field of battles, we may fight as enemies. But in the end, you know where your loyalty lies. You know your tasks. Dismissed!"[/b]

The Sweepers dispersed from the Black City. They all went their separate ways to do their mission. A few may even betray the Black Guild in hopes that they could usurp power from the upstarts warlords. But their true purpose were the bugs that Dark Wraith had planted onto them, through alterations made to their character data. They would, unknowingly, record all interactions around them, feeding that information back to her. So whether or not they actually do as told and disrupt operations within the opposing guilds did not matter to her. All they needed to do was simply get in. And as unaligned Sweeper Agents, with war on the horizon, she doubt many guilds could afford not to take in whoever they could.