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Dark lets out a groan as he stretches out his shoulders and neck.

"I love how I'm not a guardian and yet I'm the one that has to be the rag doll in most situations."

"What can I say man? Your body is pretty durable in times like these." Snake says mockingly

"Says the guy who can cover himself with earth, anyway I got a couple of names. Bastet and Horus, the guy that bit me I didn't catch. When I see him again I'll---"

"Whoa, whoa Dark. Let's fall back on trying to meet the man who just bit off your face shall we?"

Dark begins to speak but decides not to in shame and humiliation.

"So what do we do next, that's all I got out of them and some of their powers."

Snake rubs his head and lowers the dome to reveal all of the debris from the warehouse. "We clean this up, then you head back to the Academy."

"Did I do something to piss you off Snake?"

They begin to laugh as they watch the remaining wanderers head back to the Academy and with the rest of the Guardians they start to repair the warehouse.
We did it this way for a strong intro of how strong the group we're going to be facing off against. Other than that we're going to be cutting down on the GM.
A dome emerges from the ground and covers what once was the warehouse sounds of debris falling on top of roof can be heard for a few minutes once it seems that it settles the ground opens up and squad of 15 Guardian members emerge from the rift. A tall man with slick black hair, wearing black cargo pants, a white muscle shirt, with a pendant shaped as a copperhead lands is the first to enter the remains of the warehouse.

"Nobody move!" He bellows out as remainder of his squad land. Quickly he makes his way toward Dark and he has squad split into three separate groups. A white mage in each one attending the other Wanderers, he kneels down to Dark who is thrashing about, cuffing his cheek as his blood seeps through his hands and onto the floor.

"Shhhhh, shhh hold still Dark we're here. We're here you did good bro, a little too close to comfort but you did good."

Dark tries to speak but moving his mouth even the slightest is too much of a task. He finally relaxes as the warmth of the white magic begins to heal his wound. He stops her before they seal it up completely, having a circle on his cheek imprinted with teeth marks.

"I'll keep it like this as a reminder of that maniac. How is the girl?" Dark points over at Jade who is being carefully examined and healed.

"Never mind her Dark, what can you tell us about these guys?"

"They prefer dark meat, what the fuck do you think? I got distracted and they immediately jumped me."

Snake nods and gives Dark a nice pat on his cheek and a harder slap causing Dark to wince. "Well that's it for now, I want everyone out here and back home where they belong. You got that?" He announces to remaining Wanderers, staring at the now restored Jade, then over to Mable, Ashlynn, Zephyr, and Leo.
Also the RP is not going on in Skype, we're just communicating with each other on skype. So we know when we're available and what not.
It is, that's news to me lol. I talk with a lot of people on facebook.
"Who the fu--"

Before Dark could finish his question he's sent flying into the air. Gasping, he's suddenly hurtling towards the ground he lands and lets out a groan then a scream and spits up blood as the man digs his knee into him. Receiving the blow to his head, he begins to fade in and out of consciousness, he lets out a grin as he looks up at his attacker all three of them, swirling around him.

"Is......that.....all?"

Dark lets out a chuckle.

"B....Because you're in trouble if that, look up in the sky."

Multiple streams of flame burst into the night sky, as Dark had planned on summoning the Guardians and they replied back with their own signal of flames, the ground begins to shake, and the middle of the warehouse starts to erode and split open as sounds of multiple Guardians' voices fill the warehouse.
A blast of dark flames emits from the man's hand holding onto Ashlynn, causing him to drop her. Dark is perched on a railing, whistling a tune as he stares at the 12 attackers.

"Unfair odds, and in the territory of the Guardians at that, you guys must have a death wish."

"Gotta stall, gotta stall."
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