The Hunt (2*XP) (Blessed / Invite)

There is a question that the human's have that expresses the concept that if something is not experienced then it is not real, or that it is utterly irrelevant. The concept that psychiatrist's cat or whatever his name was. Regarldes, that cat being in the box means that it is not dead because it's death is not experienced until the time that the box is opened and proof has been had. But the best expressed form of this belief is the phrase mentioned before hand. The phrase that goes "If a tree falls in a forest and no one hears it. Does it still make a sound?". I might have thought on this for hours, and I'd never had lost sleep over it, that much is for sure. But the answer to this question had been answered for us on this very night. Because simply because one cannot perceive it, or is not around to experience something does not mean it is unreal. My proof is that on this very night, outside Chicago there was a crash. No one was around to hear it...but that didn't mean that it didn't exist.

From the crash there emerged an entity, one of an extraterrestrial nature, it's piercing blue eyes glowing through the metallic shell of an exosuit as he looked around. It's alerts and sensory display flashed to its eyes alone as he looked across the area, it's features undefined in the night. The oxygen levels were acceptable to it, however it knew all too well that it's prey was not able to survive in such a harsh environment. They would need to be by the tree, the same tree it's race designed. The tree wasn't far from here, though it wasn't safe for the entity. Not yet. It cocked it's head to the side and steam hissed everywhere. It turned back to the ship as the cryochambers thawed.

"Welcome to the human world..." He welcomed through the techno-assisted voice. The song of the technology chirping as the pods opened and revealed the eyes of four separate beasts. One beast even had a Cheshire grin revealed in a pale blue light as it's bioluminescent body eerily contrasted against the darkness. The second creature was nothing but a pair of four red eyes. The Third creature made a scuttling noise as it's set of five yellow eyes narrowed and it hissed. The final creature had a pair of green eyes as he arched it's wings against the night sky. The creatures all let out their monstrous chortles, gurgles trills and growls before the cyan-eyed entity. "...Find them." He commanded, and in a mixture of screeches they obeyed and immediately shot out at impressive speeds to find their prey.

The were-aliens were in danger.

Tsxero wandered the halls at night, eventually making his way out into the massive courtyard that was "The Dream" to take the tree in with his own two eyes. Silence and contemplative nature seized him with an utmost curiosity. There had been a small while since he had run into an altercation like he had with Deathbringer and Alpha and that group. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes. Those men were all pains in his extraterrestrial ass. Deathbringer was a buffoon with no sense of planning, no rhyme or reason and ultimately his incompetence was matched only by the fact he was perhaps the most smug individual Tsxero had ever met, save for that son of a bitch known as Lucius Alba. Letting out a deep and heavy whine he knelt before the tree and place a hand on it's root.

Wisdom, he needed wisdom. He needed his mother, he needed his father. He needed a guiding light, an existential revelation or some form of otherworldly intervention. What was he to do? His plan, his precious plan was beginning to fall apart and with him now understanding the depravity that was his "master" he needed his plan now more than ever. But all was lost with the events that circled around his latest asset. Tsxero felt dispair upon him, but he did not crack. He did not cave. Instead he did as his mother taught him. As she taught all people. He hummed a tune. The tune was the anthem of his people. An anthem that described every member of his race.

"Die for the cause"

Much to his surprise he could hear a few other voices humming in the background. He didn't even look back to see them as he seemed to relax. A child of his species came and knelt next to him and touched another root. Then there was a young woman, and then his knight brother and his youngest brother. Soon there were over twelve were-aliens humming in harmony as they all touched different roots of the tree. The tree's roots glowing, pulsing and as it did so the veins of their fingers pulsing and glowing with them as their eyes all began to glow, a smile on Tsxero's face as he felt the comfort of the dream. The race would always come here and touch the tree and hum this song. A testimony to their unified strength and a reminder to Tsxero of the entire family he fought for...both direct and indirect. The song was done, but many of them stayed by the tree, eventually it was just Tsxero left of his brothers and one or two straggler. Many were going to ask Tsxero what was wrong, but upon seeing him in such a reflective and saddened expression on his face they took pity upon him and merely gave him a blessing before returning to their homes.

They had no way of knowing what was to come...

Alpha
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Alot had happened within a small time, ranging from a rally that had gone to hell to what would have been potential torture to something else. The lab had been silent for the most part, save for the silent whirr of the machines. Fingers played across keys, causing symbols to bloom across the screen before his eyes. A dull lime green light cast across his face, exaggerating the small dark bags forming under his eyes. His head was throbbing, as if something was were pounding on his templates relentlessly, causing him to grind his teeth together until the pressure made it feel as if his teeth would break. All of this together made him look somewhat uncomfortable, but by no means angry. Alpha never looked angry really, just annoyed and something pleased with whatever was happening.

”Gamma, bring the sample.” Alpha would say raising a hand and motioning, waiting until a small vial was placed within his hand. Examining it with his grey eyes, he nodded before reaching out and setting it within a machine that seemed to be made for analyzing the material. Data sprung across the screen, revealing the make up of the sample and various other things as he took it all in with a highly advanced memory. Even with this headache, he needed to keep his eyes upon what was important and that was his research. Honestly, nothing else was on his mind and that was how it always worked with him, nothing else really mattered save for what he had to do.
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Nearoviin
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The humming flowed through the area like a soft melody, an unsung hymn that pressed a calm down over anyone that heard it. He too began to hum, touching a singular root as a sort of harmonious feeling flowed through him in a manner that was nearly impossible to describe. Even as the song ended he sort of remained there, not laying there anymore but still sitting at the foot of the tree thinking over….well things. Nothing really contemplative but thought always was something he dabbled in at times.

Unluckily things would go south soon.
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So here he was, helping his brother in this Ultra Gang lab. Why they were here, well Oliver didn't really know. They had plenty of labs, better then this one, in their own facility. Yeah after what happened, this was closer, but Oliver still wished Travis would have taken the time to return to their own base. He leaned against a table, deep in thought, waiting to be asked to do something.

Since that whole torture thing, Gamma had made a point to shadow his older brother wherever he went. It was clear when dealing with these psychopaths Alpha couldn't handle himself. He wasn't invincible, and whether he would admit it or not, he needed protecting, for his and his races own good. He was told to bring a sample, which he did. He approached Alpha and slipped it into the males hand, then retook his leaning position on a nearby lab table.

"This place creeps me out......"  Oliver mumbled to himself. He was so bored, he didn't know what to do with himself. It was even worse for him, since his mind required more stimulation.

But what he didn't know, was that things were about to get a whole lot more interesting.

Tsxero let the silence soothe him a little as he tried to feel his way through the situation. Sure he might have been a little crazy, but in accordance with his culture everything he thought was a sound conclusion. He needed a means to test things though, he needed a way to ultimately tell if the Ultra Gang was the right gang for him. The gang had his colony to use, his technology and resources but ultimately what did he gain by working with them? He had been called an attack dog, he had been underminded at every turn and all of the hard work he put into things was repaid by the failure of others. It was not something that he was accustomed to. Unfortunately it would seem that he needed to get used to disappointment with this group, or he needed to get out of the group.

   There was a rather strange roar out in the distance, the sound was one that Tsxero recognized, but was unsure of the others. Looking about he had found that Nɇaroviin was in his immediate area. Figuring that he would recognize that sound from the teachings of the Huntsman he let out a little growl and a nod. The nod was more of a signal for him to arm himself, alert the others or do whatever he needed to do. The nod was the affirmation that there was cause for concern. Other animal noises could be heard in the background were all of a different origin. No creature on earth made noises like these, and honestly this would likely be a testimony to chaos. How did these sounds get projected? How did these animals even get here when their native world was gone lightyears ago? Tsxero turned to walk, and he rushed in a rather fast human pace to get himself to the lab before walking right on it. Alpha, if he knew any better wouldn't say too much about his random entry. Tsxero had hopefully proven that he was more than just a beast and if nothing else he was owed a little respect for helping prevent the otherwise inevitable and undesireable fate that awaited following the New york rally.

  "Travis. We've got a situation and I'd like your expert assitance with it. Any of your friends you could spare to help would be much appreciated as well." Tsxero said, tryng to keep in perspective that without anything to gain form this Alpha wouldn't likely risk his neck or anyone elses to help. "A new species of Extraterrestrials has arrived..." He added in, thinking that once Alpha heard that he would imediately jump to genetics, his fotre of sorts. With genetics on the line he'd likely be more apt to lend a helping hand, if for nothing else to try and sqeeze as much information about a space-fareing genome as he could.

  On the exterior area however there was The Huntsman that whistled and called out for Tsxero, his allies and his apprentice. Tsxero would coral anyone he could to the Huntsman whom sat there with tan, wrinkled skin and eyes with a blinding glaze over them, the years of wear and tear apparent. The Huntsman gathered them around and cleared his throat before speaking. "Well now young ones... these calls are calls I have not heard since before our peoples exile. These calls are of the most ferocious animals...animals that at one point were all predators of all things...all things except us. They are cunning, and they are clever...and for some reason they are working together... the colony is no longer safe. We need people to venture forth and face these beasts, or we need an appropriate plan. Does anyone have anything they wish to contribute to my analysis?"  The elder asked with a genuine curiosity to hear the perspective of others.

Nearoviin, well he was relaxing while he could but the whole roaring thing had been one of the more unexpected portions of the night. His ears if they could were perked up, eyes shooting wide open as he somewhat recognized the sound in question. He turned to Tsxero who seemed to recognize the danger as well, nodding with a sort of affirmation that they were in trouble. Words weren't needed, because he shot up and got ready without needing to be told to. While he got ready, Alpha himself was curious as to what those sounds being projected were an apprehension flowed through him as a frown formed upon his lips.

”Now that is a sound I have not heard before.” He muttered looking to Oliver with a raised brow, almost curious about what was going on. Not that he expected his brother to now what was happening, but he would likely be just as curious as he was. Tsxero walking into his lab was a confirmation about everything being wrong, not that he would complain even if they were. Just being associated with the were-alien and The Ultra Gang meant they would face certain danger within their midst, such as the annoying Deathbringer. ”A situation? Well that sounds vague but i'll do what I can.” He responded with a shrug, turning around  in his chair wondering what Oliver would think of things.

Earlier, Tsxero had proven he was more than a simple attack dog, so Alpha treated him as such. When they mentioned a new species, Travis couldn't help but smirk. ”Now that is something interesting.” He nodded looking to Oliver. ”Looks like we'll be helping him out, won't we?” Not that he would force him into this, Alpha rarely actually abused his position as Alpha. Respect alone tended to get his family doing what he wanted.  Once all of that was done, well they would gather up in the courtyard around a rather old looking man who seemed to hold some rank within the society.

Alpha preferred to say nothing while they spoke, curious as to what they would say. They seemed to know what was going on, so that suggested they should know how to deal with these creatures attacking them. From what the man said, it sounded as if normally these things did not work together, suggesting that someone was making them. What would want to bring these supposed predators here to them? Now that was the question Alpha wanted to know, but he was unsure if he would get the answer now, so he waited for someone else to add anything.

Oliver got a look of confusion on his face, as if he were trying to figure out a math problem. The sound was rather odd, and one he hadn't heard before. Travis seemed just as puzzled by it as Oliver, the pairs gray eyes meeting and asking the same question. They both knew the other didn't know the answer, but it was more of a confirmation that they weren't hearing things, at least that's how Gamma took it. Tsxero then bolted into the lab, roughly explaining that something was quite wrong. Oliver definitely respected the were-alien, after his assistance in helping Alpha out of that jam with Deathbringer Oliver was quite grateful.

They were asked to help, which likely involved fighting. That wasn't exactly something Gamma liked risking, especelly when it wasn't really required, but Tsxero did do something for Travis, it was only right to return the favor. Not only that, the potential research material they could get their hands on could be useful. Still though, Gamma knew that if the were-aliens were freaking out, then whatever was out there wasn't to be taken lightly. Travis was quite reckless at times, and he seemed set on helping out. In the end, if this went too sour, Alpha came first and Gamma wouldn't hesitate to protect him over any of the creatures there.

"That's what it looks like." Gamma said digging in his pocket to make sure he had brought along a few things he could copy from. He found a lighter, and that was about it. Sure he could copy from his opponents and look for something around the area, but that wasn't as convenient. Either way, he followed Travis and Tsxero to the main square, where they listened to an elder of the were alien race. Oliver had no idea of what the enemy was, so he really couldn't properly form any specific strategies.  In the end, he decided to just not say anything and await the coming fight.

"If this gets too out of hand, we're leaving." Gamma said in a hushed tone as he walked past Travis, patting him on the shoulder to copy his powers as he did. Yes he was the Alpha, but he had a chain of command for a reason. Alpha usually respected Oliver's input, so the statement probably would be taken into consideration. Gamma then copied from the lighter in his pocket, which made his body turn metallic. It would reduce damage taken, but if the opponent was a serious one, he would need to find something better. He also lit the lighter and copied from the open flame. It wouldn't give him anything on Zeta's level as far as pyrokinesis was concerned, but it could still prove useful.

Copy Log:

Well Gamma earned quite a few stares from the were-aliens as the children watched the fire. Tsxero sighed and winced a little when he notices that Gamma had an open flame and pyrokinetic prowess growing. Tsxero internally reminded himself that the visitor didn't mean anything by this and was likely unaware to the ethnically induced strong dislike for fire. Unless it was in a stove, Were-Aliens and fire did not mix, and the worry on some of their expressions was enough to tell Tsxero they were not comfortable with it. Unfortunately for them Tsxero wanted them to suck it up, as the group was on their way out of the colony anyway. Tsxero stepped outside and immediately began charging himself up, trying to reach deep down and summon forth the power of the God Cell within him. He looked at the other two travelers and mused for a moment.

"How fast can you run?" Tsxero asked them as he seemed to be friendlier but somehow more focused all the same. The fresh air, being able to breathe it was something that just made him feel a lot better. It was almost natural, even to the degree that he questioned if perhaps they were supposed to breathe it. Despite what should and would be he couldn't' worry about that. He needed to get Alpha, Gamma and himself a fair distance away from here to intercept those hostile animals. He looked for his cousin that would be nearby "Eos, Take point. I've got out guests... try to save something for us." Tsxero chuckled at his cousin with a smile and a nod. Tsxero had faith in his cousin, but there was something that told him that they needed to be there to watch his back. It didn't matter if hunters rolled solo or not. This was not a typical hunting event. This was more than a couple animals honestly it wasn't like a couple earthen animals rallied together and thought it's be cute to try and outnumber them. These were predators that gave their ancestors difficulty.

Flesh stretching before blackening and sliding into the sleek and shiny chitin shell as the linked metallic-like tail began to curve and waggle around. Tsxero was in his sleek form as his tail slithered over and tapped Oliver's shoulder. The tail would try to coil around him and lift him to set him on Tsxero's back as Tsxero remained in his feral runner position. The next thing he did would be the same with Alpha. Now we had Travis Master trying to be a cowboy like Elaine and riding a were-alien to do it. Tsxero tried to think about how fast he'd be able to go without the risk of whip lash for these guys. "Re. In. Force. Self. Use. Power. Then. Hold. Tight." Tsxero said in his low, reikling-esque tone as he gurgled a little and his head moved and swiveled around to scope out the area. "We. Go. Fast. NOW!" Tsxero said as he brought his tail up and then took off sprinting at over 500 miles per hour. Hopefully Alpha was smart enough to catch the fact he should have reinforced himself and Gamma.

Tsxero arrived at the scent of his cousin and veared off a bit before comign to a halting point, decelereating easily towards the location. After having finally stopped he looked arounf for his cousin, sniffing the air. Still not seeing him he let out a little trilling noise with a coule seal-like barks, trying to get his location. Regardless of his cousin's location, he would receive a call form a non-familiar face as a creature swooped down and tried to bring a talon across his face. Tsxero roared and ducked, though he quickly snarled and hissed, indicating now was probably a good time to not be on top of him. Tsxero looked about and he saw the four creatures as they all seemed to march out at the same time in that general direction.

Time to fight.

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Oliver showed his discomfort, saying that if things got bad they would leave. It appeared as if he did not quite trust him to be able to handle himself, or maybe he was worrying too much over nothing. It didn't take someone with the eye of an eagle however to see that for some reason the other of Tsxero's people were seemingly uncomfortable around Oliver once he removed the lighter and too on it's properties. ”Very well.” Alpha said with a shrug, keeping Oliver's suggestion in mind and being more than willing to do that should things get too dire. His attention however was quickly moved to Tsxero who had asked him how fast he could run, which was an interesting question to ask. It might have been just a lack of knowledge upon the were-aliens part, but then again he didn't expect him to know.

”Well within human parameters, or I suppose the correct answer would be not fast enough.” He responded considering the were-alien and noticing one close to Tsxero's age who would likely be joining them in this conflict. If they had even anywhere close to the point of strength Tsxero displayed, well then they should be fine against whatever it was that this colony was dealing with right now. Unless the thing was stronger than they thought, then blood was about to spill, and he would have to be sure it wasn't his. Still, seeing the were-alien transform was as always an interesting sight, seeing something human twist into something else. The guise of humanity being tossed aside, soft flesh replaced with strong chitin and revealing the creature that had seemingly been bred to kill.

Within seconds, he and Gamma were drawn onto Tsxero's back with the long flexible tail, and he was told to make some sort of protection with that uncertain voice of his. It was easy enough to do, just creating a telekinetic barrier around them and protecting them from the forces created by the were-alien moving at such high speeds, even if he felt himself being jerked back some by the force still. Within a matter of seconds they were standing before four strange creatures that were likely here to do whatever their purpose was. Each one looked dangerous and Alpha knew he wouldn't want to risk getting hit by any of them. Taking a quick inventory of the ones working with him, he took notice of a few were-aliens that had come with them, and took a quick inventory of what they could do.

Each of he creatures before him looked deadly within their own way, and likely they could give these powerful creatures on his side a challenge as well. Still, he was hoping they could do something as far as killing the damn things. Not as if he could plan anything now, at least without an inkling about what their capabilities were. Rubbing his neck, Alpha tried to relieve himself of the sore sensation that affected it, but likely he would not find himself being hindered by the discomfort too much. The one Tsxero had referred to as Eos was ahead of them, and he expected them to lead the attack in some fashion, and that was what he was waiting for, eyes for a moment mesmerized by the snake like movements of their tail. However, once he saw a hint of the thing moving he would do his own move to help with that, which came down to a sweep of kinetic energy that caused the very air to ripple.

It was composed of unleashing a wave of telekinetic pressure aimed at the four creatures legs, aiming to trip them up and allow the were-aliens a brief moment to strike, which he was hoping would be taken. Well atleast one of them did, using both speed, manueverability and strength to dart forward in a very indirect pattered with the goal of sinking dagger like claws into atleast one of them.

Oliver and Travis were asked how fast they would run, and before Gamma could say, Alpha pretty much summed it up. The solution for this problem was simple enough though, as they ended up getting picked up and put onto Tsxero's back. These creatures were really odd, especelly since they could do that whole human morphing thing. Of course, Gamma wouldn't say this, he wasn't Zeta.

They were told to fortify themselves, likely because of whiplash and such. Oliver created his own telekinetic barrier to reinforce his brothers, just in case the unlikely event of him losing concentration came to pass. He didn't feel like being flung off the back of a were-alien moving at near the speed of sound.

In mere moments they would be confronted by one of the creatures that made those rather disturbing sounds. It was quite shocking really, but nothing Gamma would really show any emotion about. They looked just as dangerous as Oliver had expected, great.. Gamma would essentially use Tsxero as the tank, and knowing Travis the male would likely have the same idea. It wasn't to say Tsxero didn't need their help, because he obviously did or he wouldn't have asked, but he was the toughest, and was the center of their strategy.

Oliver would float himself from Tsxero's back, landing softly on the ground just after Travis had unleashed his telekinetic pulse. To start things off, Oliver telekinetically pulled the trees near the creatures down, hoping to deal some amount of damage to at least one of them. It took pretty minimal effort, which what he was going for, no need to strain himself if he didn't have to.

The four creatures seemed to respond to the telekinetic pulse in forut very unique means. The first to react was the luminescent chamelon-raptor hybrid as it hopped backwards to gracefully avoid it, though turned and began snarling and snapping it's jaws at the back-side of the tree. The second creature was pinned beneath the tree and used it's massive forecepts to try and anchor itself in as it tried to squirm around. The long multi-legged centipede like creature then moved over and used it's two arms to lift the tree and it's massive second set of arms used their scythe like appendages to slice through the trunks and toss aside the segmented lumber with no real problems. The Flying creature released a trill that combound both sqwak and roar before it's heavily reverbing voice looked to the falling trees and then looked directly at Gamma with narrowed eyes. Tsxero found himself trying to rationalize what he could figure about these creatures from what he had witnessed so far.

  Call it primitive nature, or perhaps even years of genetic evolution telling him that the flyier was the one they needed to be concerned about. There was something to it's movements, something about it's eyes that was almost...intelligent. The way it seemed to rationalize that the source of energy came from Gamma or Alpha was testimony of it's certainty in dealing with Tsxero's race. It's roarings seemed to mean something as the other creatures seemed to respond and react to it. The creature that was pinned down by a tree seeemd to have a broken appendage, the insect with red eyed made a chattering noise as it began gimping towards Gamma. The centipede like creature began crawling over the fallen trees with ease as it moved towards Tsxero's cousin and the chamele-raptor seemed to vanish from sight, closing in on it's prey: Travis.  The one whom had taken flight had seemed to select Tsxero as it's opponent.

[spoiler= Abilities]
All these creatures have superhuman strength.
All of these creatures have superhuman speed, but none exceed 70mph on land.

Dinobird:

Centimonstrocity:

Chameleraptor:

Inscythesect:

Each of the creatures would react within their own ways, but most of them seemed capable of avoiding the damage that would come from the psionic pulse that Alpha had unleashed. So far he could not surmise too much as far as abilities were concerned, but each of them showed they were nothing to be trifled with. One o them were injured atleast, sporting a broken appendage thanks to his brother who had made use of the trees around. ”Looks like the fighting portion is about to begin.” Travis muttered releasing a minute amount of telekinetic pressure along the area to take survey of what he was dealing with. Not having an eye upon anyone meant he could suffer a sneak attack and that meant undue danger for him.

The very air rippled around him as he created a barrier to defend himself, one that should be able to deal with superhuman levels of pressure should they connect with it. Once anything decided to attack, it would find itself being gripped and slammed against the nearest hard surface.

Nearoviin however, well he had a different opponent to deal with. Letting a low growl ripple from his throat, his eyes fell upon the centipede creature and considered how he would deal with it. Considering it was crawling over trees, well inconveniencing it would have been a smart idea and so he acted upon it. His tail hooked under one of the fallen trees that it was crawling over, wrenching it upwards in an attempt to throw the thing off balance just long enough to move into another attack. Regardless if it was moved or not, well he was in motion anyway. As a black blur, he moved starting with a leap that sent him hurtling over it in an arc, gripping onto a fallen tree and using it much like a melee weapon with claws dug into it.

This strike was aimed for what looked like the head, aiming to stun it but if it killed, well he wouldn't complain either. From there, he would go for digging his sharp claws into the thing in an attempt to rip it apart.

So Oliver had achieved a decent hit on one of the creatures, which was what he was aiming for really. He didn't expect the attack to do any more damage then it did, so you could say he was satisfied with it's result. The creatures proved to be nothing to play games with, all finding their own ways out of Gamma's attack. One of them also let out a shriek Gamma didn't like at all, likely due to his damaged ears; that could definitely prove troublesome.

His attack did well in showing Oliver at least a little about his opponents, so there was that. One of the beasts disappeared, which was....not good. Oliver quickly put up a telekinetic barrier, he didn't feel like being ambushed. However, it seemed his more direct opponent would be the insect-like creature with glowing red eyes.

"Well you aren't too pretty." Oliver mumbled to himself as the creature sort of limped toward him. There were several things he could do, and given the setting and his pyrokinesis' overall lack of power, it seemed he would go more with telekinesis. He also had illusions, but he didn't quite know if these creatures would be effected, and in all honesty he didn't have reason to believe he needed to resort to that. In the next moment Gamma shot a blast of telekinetic force directly at the creature, one completely focused on a very small area. If it hit, well, Oliver hoped it would punch a hole in the creature.

Tsxero and The bird:
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   Tsxero watched the bird fly off a bit, and he immediately began to pursue it, the chase wouldn't be too long, thought he bird was indeed fast for a creature of that size. Tsxero knew nothing of this creature, nor it's natrual defenses. Therefore he found it to be wiser to wait and test the waters before he went on a full throttle bloodlust assault on it. Information would be key, that much he was cerain of. The creature itself seemed to pick up speed as Tsxero proved to be faster on ground, and it actually increased it's elevation as it seemed to guess that Tsxero's jumping prowess might be within limits of grabbing it. The bird was leading him...isolating him. But for what reason?


 Centimonstrosity:
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    The Centimonstrosity would indeed be thrown off it's balance, though when the Blessed One attempted to use an entire tree as a Melee weapon it would find itself rather disappointed at the creature scuttled quickly and folded it's second set of arms over its head and made a piercing slashing motion that sliced the tre on it's descent to hit it. The Centimonstrosity's natrual durability was also aoble to withstand the back segment of the tree's weight with no issue whatsoever. The Centimonstrosity moved forward and lunched for the Blessed One bringing it's scythe-like arms out as a hug while it's mouth opened and it seemed to try and bite the Blessed One.


 Chameleraptor::
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   Travis' Barrier would prove more effective than Tsxero would havew anticipated, mostly because the creature ran face first into it and then proceeded to lick the eneryg and let out a hyena like cackle as it rammed it's head into the energy again, and again...and again. The thing was dumbe neough to vloak itself again and try to am it's head into the barier again. This thing seemed like it would likely defeat itself at this rate...

 Insectscythe:
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   Gamma's projected energy hit the creature, though instead of cutting through it the energy made impact and then was immediately re-routed around the creature, causing the area behind it to be torn up and decimated. The Insectscythe gimped forward as usual, still a decent ways away from Oliver yet.

Travis
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Travis blinked as something rammed into his shield, and..did the same thing again. ”I feel like i've gotten the mentally handicapped one.” Honestly, even with the impressive force it was exerting, well it was not much of a threat at this rate. With a flick  of the wrist, he unleashed a psionic blast.

Nearvoviin
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Before the three could hit the centipede, it was sliced into pieces as he landed  and the thing countered with an attack it would seem, in  the form of what appeared to be an attempt to bite him. The thing struck with an impressive quickness, though it wasn't anything he couldn't keep up with. Twisting his body quickly, he narrowly moved out of the way and aimed a kick at the creature.

Ok, this thing seemed to just redirect his telekinetic energy, or at least that's what it looked like. Gamma wondered what it would do once it got close. The thing didn't look very physically threatening, so why was it limping toward him? Perhaps it was trying to get in range to unleash some manner of ranged attack, or perhaps it really was trying to close into melee. Either way, telekinesis wasn't an option, and Oliver had a feeling his fire would be just as ineffective.

So what was he going to do? Well, he was going to punch it to death. He used his telekinesis to dash forward into flight straight at the creature, utilizing a telekinetic shield to avoid any attacks sent at him until the very last second. Once he reached the creature, he would use all the momentum he gained to ram his metallic fist into what he figured was the creatures face.