[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/suhtDil.png[/img][/center][center][color=purple][h2]Sliske Arkilius[/h2][/color][/center]
	Following Victoire's commands to harass the Angelic forces in Sector Eta, Sliske instead decided to drift on the currents for a little bit, watching the battle unfold around his oddly peaceful state.  That was, until the mental link he shared with the vampire was swiftly cut, and he decided to kick himself into gear.  If one of their best fighters had just kicked it, he'd actually need to get involved.  He took full advantage of his fish-like state and swam off for Eta.  Upon his arrival, rather the border of Sector Iota and Eta, his destination was flash-frozen with the roar of the Leviathan.  He chuckled to himself and pulled himself up onto the ice sheet, spotting the beast for himself before it took off to murder the Contender... with Henry riding it like a horse.  [color=purple]"This kid is probably the dumbest person I've met..."[/color]  In the event he'd have to bail into the ocean again, the incubus kept his aquatic enhancements while he dashed across the ice, floating just above the sheet with little concern for anything he happened to pass, following the Leviathan's movements to hopefully get a cut of the action.

[hider=Summary]
	-Ignored Victoire's commands, probably to his benefit
-Moved to the edge of Sector Eta
-Following the Leviathan as of now[/hider]	[@KoL][@floodtalon][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/jGxtrS8.png[/img][/center][color=brown][h2][center]Marquis[/center][/h2][/color]
	Marquis emerged from below the deck of the HMS Contender just to see the Leviathan wrap itself around the massive ship, trying to crush it like a snake would its prey.  He set his left hand on top of his hat to hold it in place as he took of at a sprint for the port side of the vessel, looking for an angle to take his shot.  Luckily, from what he could tell, the beast wasn't thrashing at the moment, merely attempting to coil itself tighter around the flagship.  With a little too much force, he pushed past a deckhand and found an open space with a view of the behemoth's head, and it's one obvious weak point; the eyes, the downfall of any organic being.  While they were about the size of your average bird of prey, the orbs were an easy enough target for a shot as skilled as Marquis.  He took a duelist's stance and held Bindlebane out in his right hand, and in his left hand was a glowing pocket watch.  A loud hissing could be heard from the robot's back as he took aim, sent his processors into overdrive for a brief second, and squeezed the trigger of his rifle.

	A loud crack rang out as the bullet left Bindlebane's barrel, the copper-jacketed projectile rocketing for the space centimeters in front of the Leviathan's eye, the target led with unmatched precision.  It would take a miracle for that bullet to miss.

[hider=Summary]
-Marquis has joined the battle!
-Ran across the Contender
-Shot at the Leviathan's right eye
[/hider][@KoL]