"So, let me get this straight:
You lot come from different dimensions, or worlds, and the way you're connected is through this 'magical' thing called the Multiversal Chat Room. And the reason why you three came here was because our newest Nameless Stelle is in trouble. And so, the 'administrator' of the chat decided to have three people from the so-called 'chat room' come and help us. Am I right so far?"
All three men nodded silently, evidently pleased with the young man's very astute observation...
And then there was their...colleague
Taking peeks at Tony Stark's armour, to trying to open Killinger's bag (he nearly skewered her right there and then – but was stopped due to the timely intervention if Shinji), all the way to her attempts in touching the spear.
"Trust me, one touch, and forget about which Aeon you believe in – they can't save you..."
Gulping at the terrifying revelation, Stelle quickly backed off, unwilling to entertain her intrusive thoughts. Slapping her hands, she backed off slowly, hiding behind March 7th. Seeing her act all cringey, Shinji rolled his eyes at the sight, turning his attention back towards Dan Heng, the most responsible person of the trio (no rocket scientist needed – he was the only one who didn't act like a kid when Tony flew in his armour). "So, what's the status?"
Propping his spear upright, Dan Heng began revealing the situation across the station. "As of now, we've managed to secure most of the researchers into the several safe houses present in the Space Station. Ms. Asta and Arlan are also helping us with getting the remaining researchers and civilians into the rooms, butchered has already been some casualties among the staff. If we don't hurry up..."
At this, even the old (well, technically, two and a half) men standing before them knew the situation was dire. Seeing how even yhe merry March clutch her hands tight showed how adversely it had affected her. Sighing, Shinji took ahold of his spear, ordering Dr. Killinger and Tony Stark to help him with the rescue effort. "Dr. Killinger, you go with March and Stelle, and help any wounded you meet on the way. Find as many of the stragglers as possible, making sure to strike them in the chest. Destroying their energy cores should help with destroying them with as minimal losses. And Stark, go with Dan Heng and find Asta and Arlan. Help them restart the safety protocols of the station, ensuring that minimal order is re-established, before regrouping with Killinger amd the others. Any questions?"
Seeing that Stelle was about to raise her hands, Shinji knew better than to entertain her stupid thoughts. "Okay, now that everyone knows what to do, let's go!"
It was only then did March realise. "Uh, Mr. Shinji, we all know where we're going, but where will you go..."
Without turning, Shinji answered, tone grave. "I've got other priorities to handle..."
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Rysomar stood silent, hand held in mouth, as he stiffled the scream into his throat. Standing in front of him were the bodies of his colleagues, necks twisted 180°, expression filled with terror. And standing in front of him was the very thing that took their lives...
A concrete statue, shaped to be vaguely human in guise, its emerald eyes poised at the last survivors if the group