Alexander nearly did a double take when he observed the guy in a club jacket and chicken mask walk up in front of him, baseball bat at his shoulder, to try and diffuse the situation. But that reaction was mostly to make sure that the chicken head wasn't actually real. After that, Alexander donned a classic demon hunter's smile and retorted, [color=8189F1]"Like you're one to talk, chicken-face. Aren't you the guy from that violent drug trip game- ...Hotline Miami?"[/color]

Whatever reply was in store, it was quickly cut off by the dragon-thing-whatever rearing back and yelling, [color=92278f]"I don't take orders from anyone, graveyardstuffer!"[/color] before [i]ripping a sword out of his abdomen[/i] and charging at Alexander and Jacket with it. The guy in the chicken mask suddenly seemed to channel the fact that he was from Hotline Miami, hurling the baseball back at the charging dragon and performing his own rush to tackle the thing.

Meanwhile, the ice fairy, having recovered from some beam attack, took a second glance at Nero's form and then charged him, wielding a sword of his own like the abomination was. With mask-face handling that thing, Alexander turned his attention (and his magnum) to the flying ice-person.

[color=8189F1]"And we have our first volunteer-!"[/color] Alexander (Nero?) announced mockingly at the fairy boy, letting lose another pair of shots from the Blue Rose. Expecting the blow to stop or slow his foe in his tracks, the demon hunter quickly threw his right hand to the Red Queen, causing a engine's rev when he twisted the hilt - in the following moment, Alexander lunged forth, unclipped his sword and twisted his body into a spin, unleashing a large sweeping slash that glowed with hot energy.