[center][img]https://img.nickpic.host/5PrCc5.png[/img][/center] [h3][center][color=ed1c24]Red [/color]Team Headquarters Master of[color=ed1c24] Red [/color][/center][/h3] Beneath the Hexamilion Wall surrounded by various skeletons of in human and animal forms. Vanitas was carefully preparing some beverages and snacks in his still crudely made workshop. Watching a pot of coffee simmer down while he added a few finishing touches to a plate of finger sandwiches he was planning to serve to the others while they continued on with their discussion up above. Most people would say it would be more efficient if he was at the meeting rather than wasting his energy doing such menial tasks. But then most people didn't have access to extra bodies that let them share their senses and minds. Truth be told, he was already there in a sense. Listening into their discussion using a few skeletal guards that he placed near their meeting 'room'. His consciousness divided yet connected to nearly all of his autonomous familiars should he need to take direct control of their actions. So really there was no reason his true body would need to be present. For now he would let them conduct their strategies and afterward he would treat them to a nice break. Or at least that would be his plan if not for the sudden drop in temperature, from an incredibly warm 31°C of summer, he could indicate from his familiars outside that it dropped to a frightening -12°C in almost an instant. Quickly assessing the situation by dividing his consciousness to his familiars on the outside, he could see that Karna had been attacked. Significantly if his familiar's eyes were working correctly. [color=SteelBlue]"Oh dear, it seems our guests are early."[/color] Vanitas muttered to himself, calculating the angle and trajectory of the attack and then dividing another part of his consciousness to one of his closer familiars to get a good view of their attackers. Infront of their base, stood a young man that was clearly inhuman. With narrow red eyes, long white hair, and a head that seemed to make his hair float. The youth announced himself as Master of Purple by the name of Ren no Nurarhiyon, with an army of a hundred at his back. There was no doubt about it they were being attacked. [b][color=SteelBlue]"Masters of Red, It seems the Philosopher Kings have made their move. From the current information I have two individuals by the name of Ren no Nurarhiyon, Oyuki, and around a hundred mixed bloods have arrived. Their Archer has already dealt first blood to Karna, the current temperature is -11°C and is still dropping. I will now be providing some of my familiars to fight off the cold."[/color][/b] Simultaneously all of the skeletal familiars near the meeting room spoke his message in unison. A few of his familiars inside the shield began to gather around the group into a circle some humanoid and some bestial, but all the same the black lines that marked their bodies began to light up in an orange glow and a wave of heat and steam began to get released. Warding off the dreadful temperature but making sure not to scald any of his allies. One of the human skeleton then directed its attention to his servant breaking of from the group and pproaching the father of all humans before bowing its head. [b][color=SteelBlue]"Caster please lend us your strength."[/color][/b]