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[b][color=A30000]Level:[/color][/b] 1 (1/10 EXP)
[b][color=A30000]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky - Sweet Canyon - Parnasse
[b][color=A30000]Word Count:[/color][/b] Less Than 750 Words (+1 EXP)
[sub][b][color=A30000]Interaction:[/color][/b] [@Rockin Strings], [@Lugubrious], [@Dracolunaris], [@Dawnrider], [@Yankee], [@Archmage MC] and [@TheDemonHound][/sub][/center]

[color=A30000]"Wha-"[/color] the boy said before falling unceremoniously on his rear with a pout on his face [color=A30000]"Etna? Flonne? Where in the hell am I?"[/color] complaining quite loudly the boy groaned [color=A30000] "Ugh this is unacceptable, is this a prank? Etna?"[/color] yet his calls were met with confusion if anyone had overheard his whining and complaining, probably some rolling of eyes as was customarily the normal reaction people had when Laharl Krichevskoy was acting like a spoiled brat.

Eventually reality kicked him in the groin and he realized he wasn't where he remembered he had been, and quite possibly he wasn't even in his own dimension. It was a horrifying thought as usually his kind couldn't survive being outside of the Netherworld, except for some strange reason the air wasn't suffocating to him nor did he feel any pain, other than his pride as well as his posterior from falling on his butt.

His self-absorption was interrupted by the shout of someone asking for help, which definitely meant either the demons of this Netherworld were weaklings or he'd found himself some new servants to answer his commands. Laharl stood from the wreckage briefly glancing around at the chaos happening around him with a mad grin on his face lit by the roaring fires around him [color=A30000]"Uhahahahaha!"[/color] Laharl laughed evilly at the top of his lungs, he hoped these people had been too busy to hear his bellyaching earlier enough to be enamoured with how evil he was, he struck his badass armroll pose then jumped out of the wreckage of the building he was freed in.

He was going to make a spectacle of this robots defeat, and show these strange individuals he was obviously stronger than they were because the giant robot would have already been defeated if they were. It was interesting because he only knew that the human's of earth specifically had a robot to fight the demons of the Netherworld, he thought that at least. But that wasn't important, what was important is how spectacularly screwed this robot was.

[color=A30000]"Hahaha,"[/color] he cackled, Laharl was sprinting towards the other fighters and leapt into the air with his scarf flapping behind him and as he began to fall through the air towards the robot he poised himself with a raised fist and a cocky grin on his face [color=A30000]"Here I come."[/color] he descended upon the robot and landed his punch directly on it's chest, the impact severely damaging it's chest cavity.