He was a little more than thrilled for lack of better "expression" and he used this term loosely.  His head throbbed a bit, that sensation seemed to be the only true connection to "feeling" pain, redundant no?  With the faint consciousness he possessed he felt his body being dragged along scrapping against glass at first, the sound of a protesting human puppet, Pinocchio as background noised filtered out somewhat by delirium.

A thud woke him from his dazed state and he was in the presence of wood, with Derek's tonfa's propogated against his skull.  The rage in his eyes, where as the mercenaries were inanimate and encased in steel.  The "CI" could be seen illuminating in both eyes, as they burned a brighter neon red, to his crimson irises.  Derek applied pressure to the mercenary's head, pushing him against and into the wall with all the vigor he could muster.  Retribution seemed to be the common choice of men that have lost their way, and isolation the path of broken ones.

Violent screaming erupted, as a brutal beating had started.  Derek releasing all of his frustration against a nearly immobile Salforge, who at this point had experienced his first ever combination of physical and mental fatigue in tandem with one another, having had to deal with the rebels, his colleagues in their peak conditions, and now at Derek's mercenary.  His physical dexterity was all he had to go on at this point.  His steel heart could gradually heal him, but the process was staggeringly long, not enough to put complete faith in.

Derek grabbed his head and violently began to slam it against the wall, before going through the wood and tumbling over.  Blood was on his hands, and the mercenary was in no state of mind to overpower him.  As he tried to inch away, a foot trounced into his back and pinned him to the cobblestone.  Derek held both of his tonfa's at the ready to violently brutalize the mercenary.

"That's enough Derek!" a voice from just beyond the alley came racing through. It belonged to a young man, he was fairly pale with a lilac colored shirt, holding a cell phone of the same, if not paler.  "Do you really think this is what Anya would want?"

"Joshua...get lost.  You wouldn't understand my personal view, it's selfish, but right now that doesn't matter!"

Salforge cringed, "Let him get it out of his system." he said followed by a sigh.  "I already told you, I dislike fighting kids, and I wasn't given orders against harming Traverse Town civilians."

"SHUT! UPPP!!" Derek exploded with a blunt strike this head, that struck with a loud ping. "What!?"

"Next time don't let me get a few seconds to build up my defense.  Haste."

The mercenary rolled on his side and kicked against the now open fence, using haste to boost himself while sliding on his back, upon hitting the wall and eyeing the item shop on his left, he got on his feet and quickly ran towards the world door.  Before he could reach the exit, down dropped the white knight from earlier, nearly taking off his head with a violent spinning kick had he not of reacted while under the influence of haste.  Catching the knight's leg, the mercenary tossed them off to the right.

As he reached for the door, he was repelled by an invisible wall.

"What??" he said in genuine surprise.  Just to the right, there was a man in a red hoody just like when he first arrived.  He gave him the thumbs down, and pointed behind the mercenary.

[color=8882be]"You can't leave until you finish my little game."[/color] the voice came from Joshua as he slowly crept up on Salforge with smile.  [color=8493ca]"That band you were dealing with earlier, pressure them out of our town and i'll let you leave."[/color]

Salforge simply looked at him.

"No. Fuck that." he said while forming a cube in his hand, it was a little different compared to the ones he normally used.  As he held this in his hand, the knight rose up, and over the wall they all came.

[color=39b54a]"Your seriously thinking about skipping out on us?  We're only getting started!"[/color]

As the odds began to stack, he mercenary just plopped down and looked at them all, with a full pan of his head.  He sighed, before standing up and dusting himself off, he looked at everyone one more time.

"I've had enough of everyone's useless banter." he said snapping his fingers, instantly bringing in several of his blocks tactically spaced throughout the entire area.  He shot one with a burst of decay, and it literally bounced in between them all before creating an atmosphere of trip lasers, being tethered together by the blocks.  "If any of you even thinks about moving, I'm going to move one of the blocks, and slice you to ribbons.  Now i'm going to leave, and you guys are going to follow me.  My next destination is going to be the key blade graveyard, now if you want to wait for me there where there are no people we can do that too, either way, now is not the time to squash our issues."

He proceeded to take a step back as his body was slowly but surely dissociating into blocks before completely vanishing.  You could see it in his eyes, he was creeping into unconsciousness as he summoned what "will" he had left to initiate this single-huge burst of concentration all at once as he was fading away.

O'nam and the others looked on, soon the blocks faded and no one was in danger at that point.  Derek then came running out enraged, and the knight that noticed him acted "strangely" almost instantly fleeing the scene.

[color=00746b]"Secure that world, for now we'll just play to his favor...for now."[/color]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

//Gavin Twilight Town [Hotel Room]

There was a brief window where ceiling flashed, and mercenary came falling in, dropping exactly on Gavin, forcing him out of his unconscious state.  Gavin jerked as the entire bed bounced and the recoil from the springs threw the nearly dead, mercenary onto the floor.  'Huh??' a confused Gavin finally came to consciousness again.

He looked over to the side to see that the mercenary appeared...dead? Then to his left, Ryoko, that maid from before speaking with yet another person.  Trying to summon his voice, he was still silenced, but he was awake now undoubtedly.  If there was ever a time where he was more exasperated, this situation had to top it off.  He started to panic and struggle, attempting to free his wrists from the rope, but to no avail.

'Crap crap crap, they're looking this way, what the hell am I supposed to do now?'