[u][i][color=8493ca][center][h3]~Moon Rider~[/h3][/center][/color][/i][/u]
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The Black King was up to her limit in dealing with idiots. If these people couldn’t resolve the problems themselves and needed the will of their King to guide them, then she would gladly do so. Logging on and manifesting in the world of Deep Ground, she was immediately notified that Princess had left the Guild. Hypocrite. So much for her bullshit about being her “knight”.

Moon Rider made a mental note to have Dark Wraith personally hunt down the rogue Player because losing a mighty force like Eclipse Princess was only going to hamper them. And if Princess dared to think she was too incompetent to lead her Guild, then Moon Rider would strike her down herself. But for now, her anger needed to be directed towards another output.

Princess wasn’t the only berserker in Deep Ground, Moon Rider’s eyes taking a deadly gleam to them. Anyone who was an enemy would be struck down no questions asked so it was best no one got in her way. So she moved silently and calmly until realizing she was walking in the direction of the Throne Room where she heard the sounds of fighting.

A closer listen revealed the combatants to be Arms Slave….and herself? So the fake had decided to show itself again. Judging by the clash of weapons, others had joined the fray as well. But if this fake really was a copy of her, then she knew most of the attackers would be dead already, slain by the duplicate; and that got her thinking. Because if this copy really was an exact figure of her…

[color=8493ca]“Trying? And where has trying gotten you now little Slave?”[/color] the false Moon Rider said with glee, whirling around to strike out at both Arms Slave and the fools who still dared to think they could defeat her. Some of the Avatars were already dead as predicted while others chose to back off and rally help in some other way by contacting one of the other Sweepers and notify them of what was going on.

That was fine by this Moon Rider, who focused all of her attacks in slicing apart Arms Slave limb by limb. She moved in a ghostly fury, much too fast for him to handle before she saw her opening and launched forward to take the hit. One blow to the chest and the deed would be done.

[color=8493ca]“Say hi to Hell for me cause that’s right where I’m sending you-”[/color]

The sound of energy piercing flesh rang out and not from the expected source. The fake Moon Rider immediately halted in her momentum because a second purple lightsaber was coming right out of her chest. Trickles of blood spilling from the corner of her lips, she gave a hard gasp as she was kicked off of the blade and onto the ground, the attacker revealed: the real Moon Rider, who had used her Death Walk feat. After all, the system registered them both as the Black King so those kills were under her count as well.

[color=8493ca]“Greetings Arms Slave,”[/color] the real Moon Rider said while also patching herself over to Dark Wraith so she could hear the conversation in real time. [color=8493ca]“Now explain to me very quickly and simply about what is happening to my Guild,”[/color] she said, voice indicative that she was not going to tolerate an unacceptable answer.

Back in the Blue Guild, Panther had already logged out to tend to her sister IRL. Titania noted that she should probably log off too but not before settling this issue with the Ebony Strykers. So she sent a message to Panther in telling her to hold off for just a moment before waving a hand at Absinthe.

[color=6ecff6]“Hey, hey, calm down! It’s just a little flesh wound :3. We still have to make sure Moon Rider doesn’t hate me for sending tanks to her Guild. And…who authorized that anyway?”[/color]

In the White Guild, things were a little less hectic but all the more exciting. The Ivory Masks would be receiving the famed berserker herself, the mad warrior in black. Stark Zealot said nothing as he allowed Princess to enter the Guild but kept watch over Nies to make sure she stayed put.

Back in the real world, Huntress could only chuckle as Itsuko exuded an enthusiasm so bright that she almost had to shield her eyes with her beret. But a nod was all the confirmation they needed from her to go have their play date. With that said, she led the way back to Itsuko’s but not before taking Train in her hands and gently petting the cat with a smile, though she did have to wag a finger to discourage him from going inside her shirt. Obviously she was a cat person.
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