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As Swarm and Firefly made their escape, they heard [i]the sound[/i] go off. [color=yellow][i]"Peculiar. The city is under attack and there is something to send a warning about..."[/i][/color] Thought [color=yellow]Gabriel[/color]. 

[color=red]Damien[/color] replied in his mind, [color=red][i]"What purpose is a warning during an all out war?!"[/i][/color] 

[color=bc8dbf]Mrs. Faulkner[/color] responded, [color=bc8dbf][i]"Haven't either of you perceived in our study book, parahuman encounters of a third kind, that this is the standard warning for an endbringer?!"[/i][/color]

[color=red]Damien[/color] smiled maliciously, [color=red][i]"We have no need of this city or her inhabitants. We will leave it to its destruction and return to take it over from the ashes."[/i][/color] 

This all happened in the battle of [color=6ecff6]Barry's[/color] collective. The others protested but to little avail. [color=red]Damien[/color] had the override of the mind. However, [color=6ecff6]Barry[/color] still had a little fight left in him.

[color=6ecff6][i]"Everyone! I know we have been at odds but we have to stay and help the city! What good is there to be noticed by being cowards? We will be remembered and if it is in the memory of saving a singke life I will take it."[/i][/color]

[color=red]Damien[/color] scoffed in reply, [color=red][i]"Like I would let you..you are weak."[/i][/color]
 
Even during all of this Mire continued her bloodthirsty onslaught toward Firefly with a giant barbed spike.

[color=6ecff6]Barry[/color] knew that this would be one of his only chances to go on his own terms. The others aided in the clash of wills in a final desperate struggle to deny [color=red]Damien[/color] his need for power...but more importantly, to leave in peace. Perhaps uplifting another's life to live something worthy of their sacrifice. 

That's when [color=6ecff6]Barry[/color] leapt in front of Firefly and took a giant slash of Mire's makeshift lance to the left side of his chest. The Kevlar tore through and blood splattered. However, he was still kicking.