[center][color=royalblue][u][h2]Archer of Lightning[/h2][/u][/color]
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Oh god damnit Darius. The mad giant of skeletons and fire began his rampage, flinging several skeletons at the Church as he desperately searched for Alexander, to maim and kill that conqueror who had defeated him so many times in the past. He swung at Achilles, but to no avail. The comet merely pounded away at the bones of the behemoth, blocking Tesla's lightning with naught but a lazy wave of the arm. How annoying, how incredibly incredibly annoying. The dome of lightning took care of many of the skeletons, those few that got through were shot down by the antiartillery system in place. Tesla would let Darius rampage for now, the loser king needed to let off some steam after failing to kill Achilles. If things got too bad he would just have to have Xerxes activate a Command Seal. For now, he mused on what he could've done to bring down the comet. He would need to set a better trap if he was to bring a comet down to Earth it seems. No, this hero was already of the Earth, what Tesla sought to do was to annihilate that legend of Earth and make room for further legends of Humanity.

The skeletons faded into dust and that dust turned into nothing. Tesla sat on the roof of the church and stared at the sky, the first stars beginning to peek through as day slowly became night. Those stars that were so much like him. Yes, he was a Star whose purpose was to uplift Humanity. He was a Star who would bring hope to Humanity, who would change the course of history. His attention briefly flicked to one of his clockwork familiars, it would appear that knight from the other day has regained his arm. Or was he a Paladin? Oh, now the thief has lost his hands. And now the knight was... how unsightly. A battle began between the knight and the girl on the elephant, Tesla merely had the bird continue to observe from above while he had another attempt to follow the thief. He lost track of him quickly, but he had a general idea of where his base might be judging by the direction he fled. He would have to send another familiar to look for it later, for now he would content himself with looking to the Stars for inspiration. Those beautiful stars who he sought to emulate, those beautiful stars which remained eternal.