[Center][h3]A New Outfit[/h3]
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Bishop was connected with all that was going on around him and yet it was almost as if none of it concerned him. Weapons were flying all over the place, and every so often he would have to move to avoid being hit, but for the most part he allowed his underlings to do the fighting for him. The stench of blood filled the air as hunter after hunter fell, though he had to commend each one that struck down a few of his own before succumbing to defeat. Everything was going according to plan until one very annoying, overly observant voice broke through the noise of battle.

[color=fff8dc]"THE ONE IN THE MIDDLE, KILL THE LINCHPIN!"[/color]

His voice rang loud and true across the battlefield, Bishop turning around in an attempt to locate the source of the irritating sound. Before he could, however, more fire came raining down from above targetting the front of his group. "How bothersome." He growled watching as another bomb was launched over the burning carcasses of his allies, this one directed at him. Raising his head, Bishop let out a terrible screech that echoed about the space like a banshee's call. His forces scattered, only those immediately near him burning in the blaze with his body. It was a pity in his eyes, after all, he had just gotten used to the feel of that particular body. Now he had to abandon it for the newly created one off near the snarling beast. It wasn't ideal, but it would do for the moment. The poor hunter's body writhed in pain as Bishop fought him for control, winning it rather easily after the gnome blood had run its course.

Pale eyes locked onto the wolf, an inhuman screech escaping his lungs in triumph. The nearby gnomes gathered to create another flesh barrier around him but things had definitely changed. He had been content before, allowing his underlings the free reign to do as they pleased as it had little to do with him. But now... Now the hunters had made it personal, and he wasn't about to let that slide. "The girl who tosses flames... She thinks to underestimate us. I want her dead." He hissed, the once human body quickly changing before the hunter's eyes. Very soon it would look like every other monster on the battlefield however he still needed a bit more time.