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	The mysterious man decided now, would be a good time to appear. Moving thought the air like a bullet, he would slam down beside the fleeing magical girl, the impact sending shards of stone into her skin, etching their way in, drawing a small amount of blood, splinters. His hand quickly found its way to the back of her head, as he picks her up off of her feet, bringing her to look him in the eyes. In his eyes, a raging maelstrom of anger, shatter hopes, and broken dreams rage. It was if she was staring into an abyss, one that looked right back.
	"....whatever you're doin, that's giving me a headache....you've three seconds to turn it off, before I tear off one of your limbs...." He growls. His voice carries, like a gunshot, everyone hearing his words as if they held actual weight. Issac saw this man, and made a move to stop him, but quickly realized he could do little, the small exertion of force making him cough up green blood, violently.
	It fell to the others to act...