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[h3][center][i][color=orangered]Suparna Wolgen[/color][/i][/center][/h3][hr]

Suparna's face was a mask of horrific rage about to boil over and consume everything not part of the Whole within the corridor, the affront dealt to her cutting to the quick with so very little effort. Chirada's head rose in a silent screech as the four wings spread in primal challenge. The Maggot and Puppet were near moments away from chasing her down and leaping atop the necromancer's back to crush her bones to dust even if they must lose much of their internal carrion to do so. Luckily for the Demonic army their only competent infiltrators would not be tearing each other to pieces as a third party intervened with a portal before them. Finding no reason not to take the portal of their own faction, they stalked through it to find their hated ally along with another figure they were aware of.

[color=orangered]"Victoire Bordeaux. How delightful you join us now in out...time of need."[/color] Suparna growled out, far too angered by the necromancer maintain much courtesy for the recent arrival. Besides, she held no love for the ancient vampire, yet another creature that looked down upon from afar. If not for the import of their objective Suparna and Chirada would have forsaken any alliance in order to strike down the Withered Woman who would dare to insult [i]her[/i], the Maggot! The creature that devours all things once living in the end, and even if they thought magic alone would sustain them, Suparna would devour them till their was nothing left to maintain. 

But for now, she could only still her frenzied breath and agree with the vampire that they needed a plan. [color=orangered]"The bats were appreciated in harrying my foes, but this fortress seems to have rebuked the rest of your efforts handily-"[/color] Suparna raised a finger as though struck by an idea, when in reality it was more like receiving a report from her scattered maggots around the Elicitor, carried along on the backs of bats and inside the skulls of fallen angels that shambled through the Elicitor, who had found their way into the Elicitor blocked off previously and were forced to turn around back to the deck were battle raged between Angels and Machina. 

Raziel would find an outpouring of a few dozen Angel captured by Fran and turned into the moaning puppets of Suparna, maggots pouring from their orifices as she devoured their innards to make more of their kind, yet keeping their minds intact so they could experience every moment of their consumption till the very end. They saw the Angelic Commander and ceased their shambling, going alert at the sight of prey and sprinting at their former leader with garbled screams. Whether it be with Heavenly blades, spears, or their own hands, they sought to pierce his tanned skin and fill him with writhing carrion like they had been. 

[color=orangered]"-Yes, I have a good picture of the Elicitor's inner workings. Our objective was last seen in a cargo hold down below. It's a human girl, frail little thing who was being contested over by Angels and Machina. If we want to complete this mission, we should take her for ourselves and kill everyone else here. I may be [i]lacking finesse[/i], but I would recommend we take a direct approach. Feel free to hurl acid at my back if you want, but I am getting this done even if the Withered Woman wants to harry me the entire way."[/color]

A GRNT unit turned the corner, isolated from its forces but still intent on pursuing the intruders. Before it could even raise its weapon Chirada was upon it, jaw unhinging with the sound of her tearing flesh before snapping closed around the GRNT. The head was gone instantly, and the body was stuffed down Suparna's throat without the Maggot seeming at all troubled eating a humanoid a foot taller than her. 

Suparna turned back to the vampire and necromancer, her stomach rapidly deflating from the bulge inside being devoured till she returned to being the lithe Lolita she liked. [color=orangered]"The humans can fear the dark or bask in the light. They  will be devoured all the same."[/color] 

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[h3][center][i][color=aqua]Aqua Regia[/color][/i][/center][/h3]

The situation which had once seemed remarkably under control was about to deteriorate rapidly. A second Angel had reached the cargo hold and was upon them with enviable speed as her sword cleanly severed the injector tube holding Bastion aloft. Luckily for everyone involved the tube had been emptied of LN2 or Bastion and Gwynn would have been splashed by the dangerous substance. 

The Valkyrie had taken the time to toss Bastion away like a sack of potatoes, a precaution that Regia could appreciate as it allowed her to strike Gwynn without fear of harming the treasure. Her sensors could detect that Diana was loose of the sisters grasp, but Regia could predict that her course was set to position herself between Bastion and the others, not interrupting the Machina's reprisal. The options were considered and Regia found that Diana was in no position to escape with Bastion, thus she could be spared an immediate and violent reprisal.

Gwynn was overextended from her charging attack and taking the time to remove Bastion from immediate vicinity only left her with poor footing and a wide opening for Regia to exploit. The Machina's sword was already raised from threatening Diana, so it was with the greatest of ease that she swung the sword till the jagged, freezing edge was digging into the flesh of Gywnn's neck, the slightest movement on the Angel's part being all that was needed to cut her neck open and freeze it solid. The intact injector tube came about to coil around her sword arm and force it behind her back as thought ready to dislocate it from the socket, while the injector itself pricked her hand to freeze it in order to force Gywnn to release the sword.  

[color=aqua]"Your haste has cost you, Valkyrie. Surrender now before more harm comes to the Queen's Treasure and your own kin."[/color] Regia didn't take her eyes away from the bound Valkyrie but her next words were clearly directed to the Sisters in the room, who were trying to beat a hasty retreat under the cover of smoke. Her voice was amplified by internal speakers to reach them from her position.[color=aqua]"You two. Secure the dragon and the Queen's Treasure. They are...both, to be treated with care. The Dragon done well to try and ensure the safety of our objective, unlike others."[/color] The Machina's gaze bored deep into the Valkyrie's soul, even as the long awaited reinforcements arrived to properly restrain her. It wasn't a full response unit, a third of their number missing and others showing signs of damage from having dealt with a sudden fire fight among their own ranks.

That is to say, they would have come to reinforce the maids and aid in securing the prisoners, but walked right in on a hastily placed minefield that momentarily imprisoned their members in sticky webbing with only two were left standing unbound. The imperious gaze of the two unhindered members of the [url=http://danbooru.donmai.us/data/sample/__original_drawn_by_mc_4__sample-378831afb4bc95b490ef2134d2a0eee8.jpg]Bondage and Discipline division[/url] glared in passing at the bombardiers before making their way to Regia and flanking Gywnn on either side. Her captivity would be far less 'tender' and 'loving' than Diana if she continued to resist.
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