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 [i][b][color=Goldenrod]"... *Sigh*"[/color][/b][/i]
 [color=gray][i]Current Location: Precinct #11[/i][/color]
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[Center]13 | Male | Gemini | Clockwork Soldier
Aeterna | Sword | Physical | Swift and Keen
Clocksmith's Jacket | Industrial 
Chronosphere | Lightning | Overclock 
Eddy | Pistol, Medical Supplies
[Paralysis (4), Speedster (4)] Damage (2), Damage X (6), Slow (4), Blink (4), Restrain (4), Minor Heal (4), Heal (16), Quicken (0), AoE (2)

DAMAGE: C | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: D | 750

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: D | 20[/center]
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 Round and round like a carousel, Finn circled the Behemoth's neck, steadly yet quickly severing flesh from flesh. The bone will be more of a hastle to cut through. Did he truely have enough time to pull this off?

 Someone from the dark didn't think so.

 The skull of the demon that continued to haunt him so seemed to take the opportunity to speak to him. 

  He was...telling him to escape. That there was no point in clinging to a desperate hope that he could save Lydia. Implying that he wanted Finn to [i]live[/i]. Finn could feel discordant retorts bubbling up in his throat, he could feel how his hands trembled at the mere presence of the demon. Hypocrisy. Why suggest bowing out NOW of all times, when he himself nearly crushed him to death.

 And yet, you can't exactly die in a dream, can you? You can only [i]feel[/i] death.

 Unless he noticed something different about the boy. A morbid curiosity on both ends. The demon's last inquiry attested to that. Finn took a deep breath, drew in his emotions, then gave Baphomet a tired, dead-eyed glare.

 [color=goldenrod]"You already know."[/color]

 In a blink, the demon was gone.

 The diver was leaving. [i]Number ten...[/i]

 He was too late, wasn't he?

 ...

 But the boy still clunged to the summit of the behemoth, and everyone else was being flown up too! They can still kill this thing! Or really, [i]she[/i] can! Finn could overhear another newcomer over by the railing. Next thing he knew, she dealt the blow he needed to fully decapitate the damn thing. The other agents and Mika took out it's "heart" in a way. But they all came falling down, in the end. At least someone tossed them some padding. Throughout these little events, Finn didn't react. He did eye the harp that made two (wait...two??) of them fall unconscious, but only when Veronica finally appeared, did he speak.

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 [color=7F2A3C]"Justin."[/color] He spoke with a grim tone, untransforming. He looked back to Veronica, and his dead glare remained. [color=7F2A3C]"Justin, and that [i]fucking[/i] ghost Gunther murdered her, and we couldn't stop it in time. It couldn't be a coincidence that [i]they[/i] appeared just before the Diver appeared, with Pac-A-Fist and Betty in tow no less. How he flaunted them like trophies...That creep deserved nothing less than Hell."[/color] His hands balled tightly into fists. At the mention of the thralled captives, his face softened up. [color=7F2A3C]"We need to find those two. They couldn't have gotten far in the hailstorm, much less this darkness! And if you haven't begun research on how to cure thralldom then by god, just do it! I'll even toss my hand into it, take one of your empty labs if I have to!"[/color] It took a bit of willpower for the boy not to pass out from exaustion. After another second, he sighed.

 [color=7F2A3C]"No one else was fighting the Diver, were they? What happened? Tell me everything."[/color]