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[h3][center][i][color=orangered]Suparna Wolgen[/color][/i][/center][/h3][hr]

The Crystal Song valley was a wondrous place to behold. An ecosystem existing on the cusp of pure annihilation, yet life somehow persisted on this fringe of the Nexus. Sights, sounds, and an uncanny smell assaulting the many bodies of Suparna, alien in visage yet familiar in nature. Almost immediately she knew it would be as relaxing to lounge beneath these crystal fronds as it would a Celestian park, were it not for the reasoning she was here.

The hive snapped to attention, a circle of Draconic bodies taking in the very readily apparent conflict dominating this zone. In terms of scale this was but a skirmish, but Suparna wasn't going to hold anything back here. There was no one higher up the food chain for Heaven here but herself, and Iona had already made it clear she'd be facing tough competition from Hell's champions.

Which was perhaps why she was a touch surprised to find Machina engaging a group of lesser angels nearby,  but it quickly passed and with a thought the thirteen corpses dashed into the fray. They passed the angels with nary a word exchanged, and were halfway between them and the mechs when the Machina turned their fire on the more pressing targets. Lasers scored across the front bodies, and to Suparna's savage delight the dragon scales made quick work of such heat based weaponry. Solid munitions came upon them like rain and the corpses scattered, weaving around plumes of shattered crystal as the speed and number of targets worked against the mechs to disastrous results. 

When at last the missiles came to try and succeed where others failed, Suparna was ready. She fell into a crouch and braced her shield overhead, creating a platform that her Hive quickly exploited, a trio launching themselves into the air against the guided munitions while another observed from the ground and the rest advanced without pause. The ground based spotter relayed the flight path to the airborne corpses, and with perfect synchronicity they snatched the shafts of the missiles and twisted mid-flight, redirecting the missiles back home. 

The thunder of explosive payloads washed across Suparna and her ponytail flew wildly in backwash. The smoke had only just formed when eight corpses closed the distance and dived in, followed by the sounds metal rending under claw and fist, torn asunder and rendered inoperable with prejudice. 

[color=orangered]"That was a good warm up."[/color] The Queen of Carrion declared as she rose, beaming a cocky smirk towards the group of harried angels no longer threatened by mechs. Her unblemished corpses joined her, leaving behind the pile of scrap metal in order to better address these strangers. [color=orangered]"On behalf of the Angel of Judgement I am here to help. Don't suppose any of you can point me towards a Rose loving demon I heard was in the area? Or just the heaviest fighting would do."[/color]