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He watched Ernestine intently. There was a whole different level to her, hidden away by her fake expressions. She was pure Chaos and that in itself was a clear indication that she could never be trusted. Though he chose to not say anything as she spoke, he approved if her support during the dangerous times of the Pantheon Wars. Amos also noted how She hesitated when she saw Kyra, was it mutual attraction or something else? He did not now, and just like that Ernestine was walking away. Her last statement towards him, made him slightly annoyed.

"If you think telling me what to do is a good idea then I applaud you Ernestine." Her petite frame left them, walking away into the distance and Amos whispered to himself then, "Just like you Ernestine, chaos has no friends."

A flash of light went of behind him. He was instantly aware of another beings presence that was powerful. If he had not looked to see Iratze, then he would have never known she was there besides Armarion. They were holding hands, how strange. This was besides the point though, Armarion was there, but how did he feel about it? Mixed feelings washed over him, hate, calm, happiness? His face portrayed no emotions however, he was not a human and as such he chose not be emotional.

They started to walk towards them. The tree rustled in the cold breeze, its last leaves blew away into the air. As Amos watched it he placed a hand on his chest and remembered his wound.
Amos relaxed, knowing that the humans were unsuspecting of him, however, he sensed something powerful, almost like a force of nature. He saw her then, Ernestine, walking towards him with a smirk. "Chaos, my old enemy." Amos whispered to himself as she got ever closer. Though they had rarely ever fought each other, Amos was always weary of the Cursed One and her agents.

With subtle flattery and borderline sarcasm, he spoke, "Oh Ernestine, what a pleasure. It's not everyday the lovely Goddess of Chaos pays a visit. As for your question, shouldn't that be obvious? Brontes is why I am here. As why we are all here I suppose." He finished, looking at the two other gods exit the store and start to walk over to them. He looked back at Ernestine and said, "Now, why are you here then? Surely to cause some chaos no doubt."

Kyra and Tet then arrived under that shady tree. Kyra was a drunk Goddess and Tet was breathing harder then normal, was he out of breath? Anyways he looked at the two of them and smirked, how foolish they were. Upon hearing Tet, Amos was a bit confused, "Had I not said, time to go? You did hear me right or were you to fixated with Kyra to listen?" He was about to say something more but stopped as he felt a presence, one he had felt not 4 days earlier. Armarion was close by, but where?
Since that night when the city burned with fires of rebellion, a week had gone by. Order had come down as quickly as possible. Oberon had taken the city of One by force and it was the news of the century, besides the war of course. It finally meant that the Dull had a chance to win. A chance to take over the planet and get rid of magic forever. Oberon's plan had entered its phase two and down before the mighty gates of Archon (The citadel that was once the One Guard's home before the fall) a gallows had been constructed. Those who dared oppose Oberon's new rule would meet their fate and on that day many necks were being broken.

Oberon watched the assembly before him, Dull had crowded the streets in anticipation of the event. For even the remains of the high council were going to be there. Victoria and Madeline had their fates sealed for the gallows and nothing they could do or say would stop that. It was a waiting game now and soon they would be up there, for the whole world to see what they brought themselves to. Oberon simply smiled and waved.
"I quite agree with Nathan my dear girl." David said as he smoked a pipe he found in the shuttle. From his testing he found a suitable plant that seemed to substitute Tobacco, he hoped. David was feeling really good. "What ho, lets say we get to it then!" He said cheerfully, picking up a hammer and nailing some wood together,
Ratch let his sight falter on Mar and watched the other two Raptors leave in a hurry. After a second he followed close behind. He smelled something faint, like a whisper of a memory long past somehow familiar, somehow not. He reached the destination and looked to see creators on the beach? How delightful, he never had human before.
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"Shit!" Oberon shouted as he narrowly dodged the full blast of the grenade. It managed to catch him behind, sending him falling on his face, his cloak on fire. A couple of his men stopped firing at the shielded one to help him up. Oberon quickly brushed them off, enraged, he pulled of his cloak, sending it to the wind. He was about to attack himself but the whir of an engine caught his attention, looking up, his shuttle had arrived. With the shuttle came the volley of its machine guns, as it fired at the two intruders.

Oberon got on with much distaste, two of his men got on with him, while the others withdrew back into the building. As it took off he looked at the the man who dared to defy him. Something told him they would meet again. "Take me to Archon." was his command.

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One fell that night to Oberon and his Son's. Now there is much chaos in the streets as looting and rioting are taking place. Order would come soon but for now chaos ran rampant.
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