[b][color=8882be][h3]Galbrek[/h3][/color][/b]

[i][color=8882be]These meddling mortals. I don't really have the time to waste on inferior forms of life in this matter. This mundane fool is threatening -me- of all people. This halfwitted puppet seems to belong to this William. Their liking for oneanother is a thing I can exploit. I will exploit it. Whose Alex anyways? No matter. I send someone to gather the intel I need. Perhaps Yuuto would do nicely.
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Galbrek gave an arrogant eyebrow to Vernon as he leaned forwards. [b][color=8882be]"Do not get conceit-"[/color][/b] He stopped mid-sentence before toppling backwards on unsteady legs and getting grabbed by Adam.

[color=7bcdc8]"Master!"[/color] His tall doll grabbed him preventing him from falling.[color=7bcdc8] "What did you do to him? Do you have any idea of what you've done?" [/color] Adam was agitated but also visually worried, a face of terror and dread spreading. Darla would have dropped the icecream cake to the floor on seeing what was happening to Galbrek. Her mouth opened. [color=7bcdc8]"Why?"[/color] She raised both her hands uncertainly towards Vernon as she stepped inbetween Vernon and Galbrek. [color=7bcdc8]"Ey!"[/color] She ignited both her hands in a dark blueish purple energy and kept a fierce but also cute glare at Vernon.

On the other side of the gathering was the remaining two dolls. Bertrand and Celine. [color=7bcdc8]"Damn.. something is wrong. Something has happened to the master."[/color] Bertrand said in an annoyed voice.

[color=7bcdc8]"So? Do you care for him really?"[/color] Celine asked.

[color=7bcdc8]"Not in that sense. But what will he do to us if we did nothing?"[/color] Bertrand gave Celine a unpleased look with gritted teeth, then he stepped up behind the group at a distance with a ball of energy between his both hands.

[color=7bcdc8]"You better stop that! We would hate having to hurt you!"[/color] He assumed a pose he thought was cool, with Celine standing beside him with an overly serious face.




[b][color=6ecff6][h3]Vittorio[/h3][/color][/b]

He had seen the dark tentacles in the corner of his eyes. They posed a threat to him and he would have to step out of his incorporeal form to deal with them, but someone else intervened. A monster whom had been hiding in the dark had now lunged out to deal with this threat. Vittorio was genuinely surprised by this but gave a satisfied smile. He knew this monster most certainly.

[b][color=6ecff6]"Don't tangle with me, or you'll draw your last breath painter!"[/color][/b] He yelled out towards Michael in clear annoyance. [b][color=6ecff6]"You are partly the reason why I am even here, officer. You! Like the others failed to do justice! This is divine providence from the grave! Want someone to blame?! Blame yourself!" [/color][/b]

The officer had stood in the other end of the room talking about things. Vittorio caught hold of some of it as his battle with Alto began. Alto was fast. But faster than even Vittorio could have expected, he attacked with such speed that he wondered what it was that flew through him. He had tossed his sword right through him? Crafty of his enemy. But this is just the trickery he should expect from someone who hides in the light.

[b][color=6ecff6]"This will be the day of reckoning for everyone! Your existance cannot be forgiven! Someone like you should disappear forever! Altoooo!" [/color][/b] Vittorio's tentacles spread widely as he exited his incorporeal state, meaning he would be vulnerable to damage now.

His previous manifestations had vanished, but now were replaced with his dear Charlotte being killed by the monster. The moment forever frozen in time in his memory. He aimed one of his tentacle energy beams before him on the ground to provide some dust to fly up, and at the same time he shot four of his other ones at the ceiling right above where Alto, Alexander and Michael stood. Seeking to have the ceiling bury them all in rubble. Vittorio reserved his last tentacle for defense if they somehow would get through to him. His astral form looked tense and almost flared up in energy. Clearly indicating he was putting everything he had into this fight.

[i][color=6ecff6]Give me power. Everyone... let this be my story's ending. [/color][/i]

This was the moment he had trained for. Everything he had thought of for two years. With a few differences. He would have wanted to fight Alto all alone but it could not be helped. He did have some assistance now at least to nullify his. He channeled his love for the dead to finally be able to bring an end to it all.