[h2][center][color=fff200]Saef Harken
Lenuria-Big Giant Monster Thing[/color][/center][/h2]

This was absolute chaos. And not the useful kind either, but the sort where everything just sort of decided to blow up because it felt like it. There had been a couple days back in the labs that had been like that. Saef hadn't been a fan then and he wasn't a fan now. 

It did present an opportunity however. The Demonic general had left and not in chase of the men and women of the 1st Mechanized. Bullet-like seeds were starting to fill the surrounding water but the onslaught did not appear to be aimed at him specifically. And while that other Demon had somehow revived himself he still wasn't attacking Saef. He was essentially free to once again focus on the actual objective of the battle.

The Thaumaturge turned and jetted directly for the large cloud of inky darkness and the golden light that shone within. The thing was obviously the local Power and entities of power collected objects of power as a matter of course. Or perhaps it [i]was[/i] the object in question? Nobody seemed to know exactly what had happened in the fall of Lenuria. It was possible that the staff had become corrupted somehow and destroyed the city.

Hypothesis aside something capable of showing through that mist was worth checking out. If it was the staff he could grab it. If it was an ally he could help them out. If it was a giant glowing eye blasting it with a giant laser seemed prudent.

On went the armor clad wizard-knight, putting on ever greater speed even as he gathered power around himself. Holy magic emanated from him as a brilliant white aura. One particularly dim imp had a chance to show just how much power was in play, interposing itself between him and his goal and was immolated before it got within two feet.

Upon closer inspection his course was not a direct line for Lenuria's monster but rather towards a whirlpool that swirled between the two. Besides providing a very large and textbook example of the spellcraft involved in hell portals it was also fairly close to the monster in question. Saef probably could have avoided the vortex if he wanted to but still he kept on.

He did not, of course, dive right into the center to get sucked up into the depths of Hell. No instead he followed a carefully calculated course that sent him through the outer currents. Redirecting him the extra few degrees needed and sending the man shooting off like a flywheel. Coupled with the speed built up on his trip there Saef's total velocity upon arrival was impressive to say that least.

With a wordless shout the Thaumaturge released all of his accumulated light just before he entered the mist. Directing it in a giant beam right below the glimmer that he hoped was the staff. If all went according to plan his speed would allow him to zip in, grab the supposed object of power and be out again before anyone could stop him. At which point he could take off for the throne room and victory.



Over in said throne room a certain slimy necromancer wouldn't get much of a chance to reactivate any defences the palace once had. The whooshing of underwater quantum particles being ejected at high speeds gave the Demonic occupants of the room seconds to react before a good dozen flashbangs were tossed into the chamber. Each device detonated nine microcharges in rapid succession. Turning the room into a very loud and disorienting monochrome disco for several seconds.

Those who threw the weapons didn't even wait for them to finish, protected from the effects by their armor. Forty five soldiers of the First Heavenly Mechanized swept into the room and started pouring fire into anything that moved.