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A small light the color of orange appeared above Cythlla. She had not noticed this light at all as she thought it was the result of one of the inklings. She had been helping them tinker with a new sort of weapon. It was nothing more than a paint missile and needed alot of tweaks. It was actually powered by a basic air pump and was very simple in design. It didn't do much and it would be a few years before they had perfected the weapon.

Cythlla was busy and kept to herself for the most part. She had made her way to her 'castle' of sorts. It was basically just what was left of the rockafeller building. The former ice rink at the center of the plaza was now a war zone for the inklings battles. Once the Inklings got wiff of Reese coming however she quickly hid in their ink. They weren't willing to deal with them as their weaponry was no where near enough to combat a god. They all knew it would be suicide and didn't want to get involved.