Gintoki breathed a sigh of relief as everything targeting him seemed to just keel over and die. Though he wasn't much for killing, not getting shot in the face was much more preferable. Swinging his body back and forth off on the railing, he used the momentum to pull himself up completely, landing on the platform without much trouble.

"I'll thank you guys later... somehow." he said as he dashed into the fight, smashing his blade into the closest enemy's face and knocking the poor sap into the rest of his team. As they lay sprawled out, Gintoki quickly beat them into unconsciousness before cracking his neck.

"Geez, did these idiots think fighting on a thin catwalk by funneling in would be a good idea?" he asked, as he turned his attention to the woman Nono was engaging.

"You know, having more minions on your side isn't going to accomplish anything at all, right? They're just experience fodder, and we're a high-leveled RPG party... So to speak. I don't think you're even worth midboss status, so I'd recommend you surrender or run away." he stated before seemingly being hit by realization.

"Actually, you owe us all a meal, dammit! I'm not gonna let you get away that easily!"

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Dio sighed as he walked around the ship. It's strange layout had caused him to just kind of wander around in search of any way deeper into the complex for the last five minutes. In retrospect, it was probably a bad idea to leave communications behind... Maybe that machine could've guided him further in to his intended location.

Oh well, no crying over spilled milk. Though it was strange that he hadn't encountered any enemies, he wasn't going to argue. Though the bone damage and the like would definitely take a while to heal, he still had time to go and search around for the cargo bay.

"How do people from this place even navigate this ship...?" he asked as he continued walking around.