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Berthold chuckled all of a sudden and mocked, "Wait, which Imperial banner? The Holy Roman Empire's one, or the Israeli one?"
"Very well then, Holy Roman bootlicker."
One of the Bertholds turned back and let out a thunderous echo, "Call in all of our finest Vanguards, heroes, commandos, elite battlemages, whoever strong enough and loyal to me! We're going to kick a Holy Roman ass back to his dimension!"
"They're on their way now, Mister Charlemagne. Why not we play some games while we wait?" said a Berthold copy with a big evil grin.
*five Bertholds drew their great blazing blades and went spinning into literal hot tornados, which then rushed to slice Ice whlist unleashing gusts of hot fiery wind*
*dark orange fireballs were also hurled all over the place as the bladestorms spin*
*at the same time,*
*three Bertholds shouted, "Arcanic Runes!"*
*glowing runes emerged from many directions and went to hit Ice, exploding upon impact. may likely tamper with his gadgets, though*
*two more Bertholds shouted, "Aqueda!"*
*two massive waves of greenish jade-water went to splash Ice, and slowly crystalize into solid jade thereafter*
He sighs. "Same tricks, same day, is it?" He jumps backwards, the ice splashing onto the ground and crystallizing it, narrowly missing him. The swords don't do much damage, merely chipping his armor, revealing arcane runes beneath it to protect him. The explosive runes hit him directly in the side, sending him flying a few feet, but then they hear a thunderous revving of an engine, and Ice smiles as he reaches behind him. Grasping a hilt that was camouflaged to look like part of his armor, he pulls out a sword that has a chainsaw blade going all around it, clearly just thirsting
for blood. When he speaks, his voice sounds deeper and distorted, almost demonic. "You die now. The Emperor Protects."
He charges at the nearest Berthold who was doing a Bladestorm attack, and dives beneath the blade. Quickly, he thrusts upwards, trying to split him in half. Heedless of whether or not he succeeds, he rolls to the side beneath another Berthold doing a Bladestorm and rends his legs.