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[h2][b]Zeruel[/b][/h2]
[@Awesomoman64][/center]

As the Laguna Army splits up to find any nearby hostiles, some forming several scout groups, several minutes pass as Zeruel awaits his scout group to return. Yet it began taking much more longer than usual and by the time he put his mind into trying to contact them telepathically, he could sense no sign of them. Something definitely must've happened down there. They must've gotten ambushed in the dark depths during their decent or somehow have gone insane too quickly from the atmosphere. Could it have been from the lizard woman? It seemed far-fetched, but regardless it was a possibility he had to take into consideration. He needs that location scouted out quickly and he's willing to do it himself. 

But before he can enter, three Ramiels descend down on his position, as their wings cackled in bright blue lightning. Zeruel looks at them coldly as he addresses their appearance.

[b][color=0072bc]"My lord."[/color][/b] the closest Ramiel says, [b][color=0072bc]"We have located the possible presence of a Machina army up north around 10 klicks away. Shall we engage them?"[/color][/b]

Zeruel pauses for a minute as he scours the rest of the Angels he had at his disposal. 

[b]"NEGATIVE."[/b] Zeruel booms towards him, [b]"DO NOT ENGAGE THEM FULL-FRONT. WITHOUT MY PRESENCE YOU WILL SURELY FALL, RATHER HARASS THE ENEMY AND LEAD THEM DEEPER INTO THE DUNGEON. WHEN THEIR MINDS ARE AT THEIR MOST VULNERABLE, WE WILL STRIKE. KEEP TELEPATHIC CONTACT ONLINE AND ALERT US WHEN THEY'VE ENTERED THE LOWER LEVELS."[/b]

[b][color=0072bc]"What about the corrupting essence, my lord?"[/color][/b] another Ramiel asks curiously, [b][color=0072bc]"The deeper we go, the stronger the~"[/color][/b]

[b]"THE UPPER LEVELS WILL TAKE LONGER TO PENETRATE OUR FIELDS AND SEDATE OUR MINDS."[/b] Zeruel replies, pointing towards the chasm, [b]"WE CAN OPERATE WITHIN THE LOWER DEPTHS WITH 50% LEVEL EXPOSURE FOR FIVE MINUTES WITHOUT AFFECT. ONLY THEN WILL WE SLOWLY START TO FEEL THE STRAIN. CRITICAL EXPOSURE WILL SET IN WITHIN 10. THUS WE MUST MAKE HASTE WITH THE OPERATION."[/b]

The three units nod as they begin to take into the air, followed by other Ramiels and Gaghiels, along with a new single character.

[b]"YOU WILL ALSO BE COMMANDED BY A [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/e5/8f/9a/e58f9a9ba4eb29c361a51a3d01a39d7d.jpg]SAMAEL[/url] OFFICER[/b]." he commands as a large flying warrior rears up to command them himself, [b]"FAILURE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED."[/b]

He then quickly turns to the rest of the army behind him.

[b]"THE REST STAY AND GUARD THE FRONT."[/b] Zeruel orders, [b]"YOU WILL PROVIDE AS REINFORCEMENTS WHEN AND IF NEEDED."[/b]

As one-third diversion makes their way to Commander Wolf's position, the Angel of Might and another third of his army began to descend into the chasm and make their way into the dungeon while the last third stay at the top of the chasm awaiting further orders.

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[h2][b][color=00aeef]Titanica[/color][/b][/h2]
[@KoL][@thewizardguy][/center]

Rage. Out of all the feelings she felt, Titanica's predominant mental state was a fury of rage and anger. The fact that this surprise visit coming from both Iona and even Helena was something she didn't quite expect to come so early. But then again, she knew they'd come eventually. After all her aura alone can already be felt by the High Council of Heaven and other Vassals of her stature. Her defeat against the dark archangel was one that could've been avoided if it weren't for her blind rage... and it only kept getting higher and higher by the minute. The wounds on her body have already begun to heal substantially due to the added injection of adrenaline. She needed to wake up back into the skill of things and realize that once again this world has changed and that despair must evolve with it. Take this battle in mind and evolve to battle the next one with victory.

But within the dark halls of the dungeon, flashes of gory carnage, blistering fire, and chaotic destruction seem to come back to life as it floods her inner-consciousness and makes it look all real. Titanica envisions the destruction of various villages and towns, the beatdowns of her foes, along with herself, and the rush of adrenaline she felt in her bones. Yet she didn't mind them at all. She became so used to her awakenings and destruction that over the course of these thousands of years that it didn't matter to her. It became almost a standard norm. Rage only fueled her body with power and mental conscious. If the other Vassals are this desperate in trying to eliminate her out of existence, so be it. Iona may have won this battle, but Titanica was far from giving up. As long as she achieves the goal that she seeks, it all wouldn't matter in the end.

As Titanica continues walking down the hall, she picks up the scent of two other characters. One of them smelled like a walking cloud of dark hellish-torment and rage. It most certainly smelled like one coming from Hell. The other scent smelled more with Heaven's light, but also has the familiar scent of... draconian. Another flash of a memory pierced through her mind which reminded her of an old [url=http://orig10.deviantart.net/a41c/f/2015/101/c/e/king_queen_ghidorah__g_f_p_p__by_lmpkio-d8pc2ms.png]enemy[/url] she used to battle in ancient times. She was a fierce opponent, one that desired the devastation of the Nexus and to conquer it all for herself. It took her and two other vassals to finally kill and remove the creature from the Nexus, but it wasn't certain if she could somehow cheat death. Could it be her? The very same creature to enact revenge upon her vanquishers? It seemed very much unlikely. However, Titanica doesn't hesitate but to investigate the scent, not knowing what she'll find.