"Watch out!" The large man in armor shouted, stepping in front of the little witch that carelessly triggered a tripwire on the ground. Darts clanked loudly against his incredibly durable armor and scattered harmlessly across the ground. Meanwhile, darts also came in from the other side but the robed man extended his right hand out, burning all of them to a crisp before they could reach her.

"Careful, Mywt. We may be nearing our target but there could still be traps everywhere," the armored man scolded, but in a gentle voice as if he couldn't hurt a fly.

"T-thanks, Liev. Oh, and you too..." Mywt stuttered before turning to the young man...or woman? Nobody could risk calling him by a specific gender due to not having a clue. All they could see behind the robes was an attractive face with silky maroon colored shoulder length hair of a gender neutral style. Due to the many different cultures brought together it was difficult to pin down exactly what could be expected of a specific gender to style themselves in.

"...call me Yurzia," he replied, not wasting any stride as he briskly moved past them, robes fluttering around him. "if you insist."

"Hey, hey, what's the rush? Can't wait to get yourself killed?" The green haired man with an anchor gun said in a lazy tone. A large bipedal grasshopper leapt into his hair as he spoke and chipped in her own agreement as he finished. 

"Indeed, it would be wise to be prudent in such a scenario."

"You guys feel free to laze around all day. I'll burn this rabble to the ground myself and we can be done with this," Yurzia called back to them, not bothering to turn his head.

"You may be more powerful than most of them, if the intelligence report is to be believed, but they've proven to be a crafty bunch. We can't expect to win easily just with more power and numbers," the grasshopper explained, proving herself to be the brains of this operation. It was clear from personal experience that she couldn't just overpower people to achieve her victories. "Trainer Seven," she called out to the sentient armor pieces floating together in the form of a small man. "You should take the lead in order to provide a good first defense in case they try and wipe us out when we first enter the room."

The armored being nodded with a small inhuman sounding buzz in affirmative.

"Randy," she said to the gangster looking boy. "Your uzi is our long range powerhouse option. You can follow behind Trainer, using him as a shield to hide behind while giving our group covering fire and hopefully taking a lot of them down before we even exchange blows up close and personal. The rest of us will split into two groups, using Mywt's defensive magic and Liev as a living shield in order to advance forward relatively safely even in case of a long range enemy counterattack."

She continued after only a brief pause while calculating the best groups they could form, "Myself and Wrath," she said, nodding to the man with the anchor gun, "will be the one with Mywt while Yurzi-"

"I'm not hiding behind some coward, Re'Chrid,"  Yurzi replied to the grasshopper before she had a chance to finish. "I'm not following orders from a little pipsqueak like youself regardless."

"I concur. Let's just get this over with and crush them," the Amazonian appearing woman said as she sheathed her sword and instead got out her bow, anticipating the long range battle to come. Although she most enjoyed melee struggles, she didn't mind picking some off with arrows first. There would still be plenty of enemies left for her blade to get a taste of.

Re'Chrid let out a tiny sigh, "Fine, Gunhildyr, once you two grow up, get behind Liev, Trainer, or Mywt for cover. "Vyrdia, use Liev for cover until you can break out and use speed and gunfire to decimate the enemy from the sides and back," she ordered the duel pistol wielding woman. "V-...vlut hing su...sulat?" She said, stumbling on how to pronounce the name of the large blowfish looking creature. "As discussed, your ability will give us good air cover. Wait away from the battle and when the enemy no longer has a bunch of long rangers to counter you, come out and give them hell!"

The ones following orders all gave their affirmatives and split into the groups as planned. It didn't take too long until their surroundings turned brighter and they entered a large room containing their foe. Randy cowered behind Trainer as they stood in the entryway, his gun blazing indiscriminately into the group. Re'Chrid sprung onto Mwyt's rounded hoodie portion of her outfit that served as her witch's hat and took in the situation from there. Wrath followed close by as a purple turtle shaped energy field surrounded them. They advanced at the fastest speed Mywt could take them, which was admittedly not that fast; what an average scrawny girl was capable of. The other group was also slow going due to Liev's armor making him even a little bit slower than Mywt. Vyrdia was slightly impatient, so was sure to start firing some shots now while she was waiting for him to get a move on. This revealed her presence behind him while she would normally have been concealed from view behind his massive body. Yurzi charged forward, a sizzling wall of heat forming in front of him to hopefully eliminate most attacks heading his way, and if some got through he was confident he could dodge. Gunhildyr stood out in the open, firing wildly at the group Yurzi was heading too, which appeared to be demonlike. Vlut Hing Sulat, as planned remained hidden outside of the room.