Saga 3 EPisode 37: The African Puma

## Participants

Donnie YunDez WilsonAdewale Matumbo

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[5/25/2016 1:53:36 AM] Deathstroke: An unsung melody flourished in the absence of the lands tranquility, a wave of lucid green over flown by a vibrant sea of gloom coated the ambience, leaving his burning amber hues to define its very existence. The solid thawing of gold - with its chrome yellow blemishing through his feline like gaze, while his bronze - freshly dealt penny like tender eyelids softly flustered upon its prodigious awakening. Soft murmurs marooned his lips, the rigid ends of his raven black hair lifted at the approach of unwelcomed winds reanimating the to where they acted and looked like the wings of a raven. A voice followed ” Adewale..” His eyes followed however his body would not settle.\_”Adewale…” It said again only this time lighter with the crashing of thunder tearing through the skylights that brewed with a soft yellow and orange hue gently swayed by a leafy green. The sounds of thunder softly eased his body to its persuasion. The moment he stood to full height he’d realize his body had been exposed. Nothing layered skin - it’s charcoal delight gently placing against the rockiness of his flesh. Protruding muscles - defining its authority with mountain like shoulders to compliment its presence.\_”Adewale..” The voice said again - only this time it had felt closer. He could almost feel the coolness - ricocheting from it’s tongue. As well as it’s souless endeavor while both empty and yet slightly cynical it was inviting all around. Adewale quickly turned around only to have met the gaze of a seven foot beast, it was built like a monster however his hues shared the same glow as Adewale.

Adewale : ”The Puma..”.

Turning from him however, had been the beast with its gnawing jaw charging with haste within the abyss of the forest. Adewale, quickly journeyed his steps through the gloomy mist in pursuit of the beast. Adewale, picking his steps up in a rush moved quickly through the lush of the scenery moving his hands with haste to push all that centered before his gaze. Softly, he clicked his tongue in hopes that the beast would sway to his tune unaware that this beast had not been no simple beast but an entity.\_’Adewale..” . He leapt from branch to branch, hs tender fingertips retrieving gentle burns in effect of trambuline vines.\_”Adewale.. You let me die..”.

Adewale: ” Why do you insist on punishing me ?.. ”

The ambitious king fell softly on petite steps, his arms arched forward with both knees slightly bent forward in a scouting position. He softly sniffed the air, his nose bending at it’s swift aroma while his gaze quenched in utter dismay. ”Adewale”

Adewale: ”How long shall I suffer - am I not enough for you. Have I not proven my worth ? Is this what it means to be a king. To be constantly taunted by you, I will not fear. I shall ! - not fear you. I am your king and I am your master - you lay arms to me ! you shall not tame me as I shall tame you, Heed my words Puma.”

Soft chuckles rushed through unsettling tree’s. Adewale quickly turned his head with heavy aggravation. He was not to be made a mockery of - no matter who it was. Even, Puma the Lord of Rolanda. He sought to do with him what his father could not and that was tame it. He believed what the Puma seeked was a powerful host and who more powerful than a man who seeked to tame a god. Adewale furthered his steps into the abyss - a sea of red riddled the prints of his footsteps. Adewales - eyes broadened as it had been blood one that seemed to bury him in knee deep the further he went. ”Adewale” The voice said again, Adewale heart jumped as the stale body of his father remained drifting through what seemed to be his own blood. Adewales eyes widened as he approached it. Lost for words - as he softly moved his way through the wine devilish delight of a tone. The tinker in his eye losing it’s hue - ”Adewale..” The corpse softly murmured through its’ cool lifeless blue lips. ” Adewale… Adewale… Adewale…”

O’lekk : ”Adewale… I don’t think you understand the seriousness of this situation. Our people, they are in fear. They’re in pain, you lost a father as I a brother. But, their are others with lost sons, daughters, brothers, sisters. Mothers and fathers as well. There are people who believe you aren’t fit for the job, they believe you to be weak, spoiled and unknowledgeable.We must show them different..We must take action and enlighten them, show them that the people of Rolanda still stand by their side.”
[5/25/2016 1:54:05 AM] Deathstroke: Adewale awoken to the faces of twelve councilmen. His uncle had been one of them standing at the table before him - in his tiger tribal uniform. He settled his gaze upon his nephew as his ashen hair furrowed upon his brow which shared its same shade. The young prince softly ran his fingers through his hair settling himself upon his gold plated throne. He turned to see worried faces as Adewale wrestled upon his seat.

Adewale : ” .. and how do you propose I do that, Uncle ?”

O’lekk : \* “ We start with the destruction of the source of such rumors. Due to the destruction of the city of Tidekk. The Resistance has grown both in strength and territory. So now they seek numbers, they spread ill news on your name. They turn the people against us - make them fear us. So, to take out a snake we must start with the head. I have men down there in the City of Onai where they say the King has set camp there. Or more so controlled, and they are heavy on artillery. We’re still unsure of their numbers - for all we know the whole city can be under their influence. I suggest we call for an air strike. That way we soften them up and send in our men to take out the rat.”\_

Adewale: ”As for the Innocent lives in Onai should we not consider them ? “
O’lekk: ” Innocents in Onai ? Ha ! out of every 20 men I believe only one to be of innocence in the City of Onai.”
Adewale: ” And that one percent matters no less than you or I. I will not accept this. I’ve lost too many African people to this attack. I will not broaden the number”

* O’lekk:\*\_..” Nephew, by denying me this request you’ve already broaden the numbers. They will attack any time now and we must make the first move ! “

Adewale: ” Do we know what they seek”

O’lekk: ” No. Simply the throne is what I believe.”

Adewale: “ Than we shall give it to them..”

O’lekk: ” Excuse me ? “

Adewale: “ Tradition Uncle. If the leader wishes to test my strength than I shall request that he meets me in battle man to man. The victor shall be crowned King.”

O’lekk: ” And if you fail ? Your Father's hard work, like that. It Is nothing ? Given to a man who knows little to nothing about our politics but the art of war and violence. “

Adewale : “ Do you doubt me Uncle ?”
[5/25/2016 1:54:27 AM] Deathstroke: O’lekk : ” Well, No I - Adewale Matumbo ! Look ! This is no game. This is the future of our country ! I will not allow you to trample all your father has worked for ! “

Adewale : \_” And when were you given the right to refer to your king by his full name. My words are final and this meeting is over. If you seek the Resistance so passionately seek them yourself, WITHOUT the backing of Rolanda or an air strike. Meetings adjourned.\_”

Adewale pulled from his seat - with haste charging towards the council meeting door only to have been greeting by twelve soldiers. They all bowed in their heads in respect, right hand rested against their left chest. Adewale, softly rested a hand upon one of their shoulders and with a slight nod he allowed for them all to simultaneously stand up.

Guard 1 : “ Your Highness.. The Castle has been infiltrated. Two unknown men, they appeared out of nowhere. We have men scouting these two - we’re awaiting your word.”

Adewale: ” Very well. I shall see to these men myself. Until I’m fully aware of their ability, I want my men to continue to stand on standby.”

Within The Throne Room
All Hail King Adewale

Adewale: ” You know, as the good book says: For who is powerful enough to enter the house of a strong man like Puma and plunder his goods? Only someone even stronger--someone who could tie him up and then plunder his house. Can the prey be taken from the mighty man, Or the captives of a tyrant be rescued. Hm ? To enter a man's home without his permission is not only disrespectful to the man but life threatening to the intruder. So tell me Intruders - are you strong enough.. To tie me down ? “

His voice remained an echo. Amplifying through the Echonium amongst the room that rigged the floors up until the throne. Adewale, silently began to peak from the roof of the room. Suited in his Puma fit - he’d creed from the shadows of the room protected by his cloaking device which came with the suit rendering his temperature lower than required to be tracked by infrared, while deafening the sounds of his steps and presence, and an electrostatic camouflage allowing him to become one in color and texture of the surface he’d so softly touch, Soon, the room began to flare a blaring red. If it went to Adewale's accords both men would feel the rooms gravity shifting to nearly ten times below earth's gravity. If this had been successful, not only would they have been forced to endure the sheer weight of the sudden shift in gravity but they’d also be forced collect the flourishing views of torrents spewing Echonium coated bullets at the two men. If this were to be successful, Adewale while hidden eyes would go from a burning ember to a violet lavender. His claws, began to arise in flames matching this shade in violet as he thought to himself while the torrents went to work. Some, coming from the ground beneath - two in counting one on each side of the two spewing bullets. ” Are you strong enough.. Am I strong enough” He calmly though to himself silently spectating.

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Adewale: ” You know, as the good book says: For who is powerful enough to enter the house of a strong man like Puma and plunder his goods? Only someone even stronger--someone who could tie him up and then plunder his house. Can the prey be taken from the mighty man, Or the captives of a tyrant be rescued. Hm ? To enter a man's home without his permission is not only disrespectful to the man but life threatening to the intruder. So tell me Intruders - are you strong enough.. To tie me down ?”

Hearing the voice of Adewale gets the attention of both the Scientist and Sorcerer Supremes. Donnie looks up with a slight confused expression underneath his mask, knowing that this voice is not the one of Adewake’s.

Dez: That doesn’t sound very friendly now, does it?

Donnie: This is a voice unknown to me. Let us see where this plays out.

Soon the room begins to shift with a bright red hue and the two of them are quickly engulfed in the new atmosphere of this room. The gravity begins to increase, creating a force that pulls down on the two of them; a trap that may work on most men but what stands before Adewale is anything but normal men. Donnie looks at the lights that blare with red and he crosses his arms as if the gravity isn’t even affecting him. Even without the use of magic, his “Demigod” physiology can withstand the force of this gravity easily. He has been to other worlds that have increased gravity that can crush the human body not to mention the portals that rip his physical body apart at a molecular level only to reform them on the other side. Dez on the other end of the spectrum has his own defense against a tactic such as this.

Donnie: Technology to increase the gravity that surrounds an opponent. It not only forces them to feel the weight increase but also slows them down as well, making it easier for them to tire out…Smart tactic for some. How are you holding up, Dez?

Standing beside him, the Armored Warrior steps forward with his sensory array attempting to spot anyone or anything in the room. His body doesn’t shake or show signs of affect from the increased gravity. This is due to the Self-Contained Life-Support System & Environmental Protection System that is within the S.U.I.T. The armor can be completely sealed for operations in vacuum or underwater, providing its own life support, and is shielded against radiation, biological, chemical, corrosive, kinetic, and electrical attacks as well. The armor keeps Dez at the normal gravity he is used too while the outer shell of Dynamium even absorbs the energy that is created by the increase of gravity. The friction of the gravity pushing down on the suit is absorbed on the touch, practically powering the armor even further the longer it remains active. On the HUD the charging levels of the suit continue to slowly increase while Dez scans the area.

Dez: This suit can survive the core of the planet, what’s a little increase in gravity going to do?

Donnie shakes his head slowly before placing his left hand on Dez’s shoulder.

Donnie: Now is that any way to talk to our host. Surely he just needs to proper introduction and he will understand why we are here.

But before anything else can be said, turret weapons begin to pop out from beneath the ground and all around them to begin unloading Echonium bullets towards the two of them. Just as the turrets appear, Dez’s HUD gives them an early warning of the weapons before their firing mechanisms even begin to activate. Dez shoots both of his palms outwards to attempt to throw out his bubble shield to block them from incoming fire, but before that can even happen; Donnie takes the lead. With his left hand still on Dez’s shoulder, Donnie pulls him back while extending his own right hand outwards towards the area in front of him. Using his telekinetic capabilities, Donnie would create a field around the both of them that causes the bullets that are fired to come to a levitating stop in mid-air once they are fired! Donnie keeps his right hand extended outwards and Dez gets a blip on HUD once more, this time showing an increase in temperature towards their left. In quick reaction, Dez gets down on his right knee with his right palm extended outwards to where the lava glow of his palm blaster is facing Adewale himself! The bright violet glow of his claws radiating a heat similar to flame is what gives him away at that moment, even with the camo that his suit creates; can’t have flame without heat. Once Dez gets a beat on who the person is attacking them, Donnie closed his open handed into a fist and this action forces his telekinetic abilities to redirect the bullets backwards towards the turrets that fired them. All of the bullets used would rip right through their turrets if the Echonium could do so. If the turrets were taken out of the picture by their own bullets, Donnie would lower his arm and turn to face the direction where Dez now has a lock-on to the heat signature of the claws.

Donnie: Hello. My name is Donnie Yun.

Dez raises an eyebrow with a slight expression of confusion on his face underneath the helmet.

Did he really just introduce himself to someone who is trying to kill us!?

Donnie: I am a close friend to King Adewake. We have come but not as uninvited guests, we come as welcomed ally to the King. If you wish to go gather your King I am sure he will confirm this with you. We are here to ask of his aid to stop a threat that looks to end our world.

Dez: Do we really have time to be wasting it here? We need to get the help now…These pillars won’t place themselves you know!

Donnie: Understand that we are in a rush and don’t have time to waste here. Our goal is not to “tie you down” like a Puma but use your speed as all Puma’s have. We mean you no harm. But if you wish to attack us again…well…I’d just advise that you do not attack us again…

Adewale: “ Hm, it seems as if you didn’t expel as much energy as one would expect. Ah, Very well ! This should surely be more than enough.

Adewale calmly stated as his gaze furrowed upon the impact the Echonium bullets had on the turrets. His burning amber like yellow Beemer gaze - braced itself upon the rippling effect of a violet purple dispersing into several singular rings that encompassed the room. This rippling effect was soon seen inquiring upon his suit. He softly smiled, however - the smile was completely nonexistent in the eyes of the intruders as his mask had allowed his face to be unseen while remaining in the midst of the shadows. Nonetheless, the masked culprit was still able to set forth a steady aim at the Puma. However, he failed to shoot - Adewale softly nodded - almost as if he given up quickly releasing his grip from the ceiling and softly landed on all fours with petite and soundless steps. His burning hues - however, refused to uplift from the man, he planted his legs back to where the remained at the base of his sides and rushed his arms forward bracing them before him, his fingers all surfaced upon the Echonium plated floors while his palms avoided the floor altogether.

Adewale: “ So, it is my father you seek ? - Very well. Allow me to.. Take you too him. Yes ?”

He calmly stated, however the moment he said those words, his claws were seen slowly protruding from gloves. One by one - as sinister as the next, Adewale quickly set his wrist before him. The moment he’d use his other harm to touch his wrist - a holographic image quickly followed projecting itself from his wrist. Adewale, softly drumming his fingers against the several project letters and numbers that set themselves before him - “ AWALE98”. At it’s conclusion - the room began to shake however - nothing fell from its place. The rippling effect before was seen once again - only this time bigger, stronger and louder. Adewale, had hoped the moment the turrets came into effect - The two would seemingless blast them from their place supplying the room with enough energy to act as an undying source of energy to Adewale's suit. However, as that not been the case - due to the collision of the turrets. The impact acted as a supply more than enough to act as a source while from outside the walls Adewale's soldier began beating their sticks upon the outside walls of the room. While, they didn’t have enough energy to make it useful. In Adewale's, home turf advantage it practically made him invincible. The Purple flourishing lights began to amplify off Adewale's suit. All sounds were buried beneath the sounds of the Echoes being amplified by the Echonium.

This acted as a repulsive force quickly pushing everything inwards - however, ineffective too Adewale as his suit remained host to these echoes as well. Whether the repulsion of the room were effective or not would prove irrelevant to Adewale as he began to charge forward. The room - began to flourish an intriguing beam of purple and blue riddled his steps in a high stream of light, His steps barely seen mocking the ground as his body seemed as if it was riding the speed of light. So, while his speed did not fall too far from his representation as it too was far from deprived of its intensity. Adewale charged forth at exotic speeds only to have been whisked away in at an even more vibrant keen sense of energy. Adewales body had disappeared and all that was left was the flow of lights rushing by. If this were to have successfully been executed, If Adewale were to successful defer from both Intruders Radar - he’d be unnoticed until moments before he’d make contact with Dez. Adewale, would attempt to suddenly reappear above Dez - with his striking claws in a dominant position focusing on it’s keen predator intentions which was to look intimidating. Adewale, arms were to motion forward bracing for impact aiming at the shoulder blades of this suit. If this were to successfully, execute - the moment Adewale touched Dez or if Dez were to attack Adewale - he’d realize that Adewale was merely an holographic image.

The True Adewale, had not moved at all. He simply camouflaged himself again. Depending, on Dez technology - to some it may prove difficult to tell between Hologram Adewale and true Adewale. Due, to the constant echoes and energy flaring between the Echonium walls of the room. It quickly overwhelmed the sounds - and since the Hologram was airborne and Adewale was under the cloaking procedure of the suit (The suit features cloaking technology to a stealth operatives level. The amulet can activate a special mode that renders the user’s body temperature lower than required to be tracked by infrared, deafens the sounds of the users steps and presence, and an electrostatic camouflage that allows the wearer to become one in color and texture of the surface they are touching.) Trace by sound - was nearly impossible.
If Dez was successfully fooled by this holographic image, Adewale would attempt to reappear just within touching distance of Dez - his body ducked forward tucked just beneath Dez waist and without wasting a second. Adewale punctured his arms forward like a Davids slingshot at the face of goliath. If this were successful, Adewale would have used the Echonium of his suit to use the vibrant echo of the room to enhance the attacks of his claw which he attempted to drag and tear at his Dez sides at the exact moment pull them back to his sides.

If this were successful, this would have been an attempt at building enough momentum to attempt at shooting both arms forward at Dez’s Chest while forcing both his elbows to shoot outwards in attempt of making the connection more possible by aiming his elbows to push both Dez arms out of the way and attempt to successfully force them to widen. If this were successful, Adewale would have quickly follow up with the “ Track Star “ Maneuver. It's where Adewale gets into a Sprinter Start position. Placing his stronger leg, or more specifically his jumper leg, in front.

From a kneeling position, placing his left (stronger) foot forward. With the knee of his back leg on the ground, position it alongside the ball of his front foot with a 4 to 6 inch space (fist) between the legs Extending his right arm out, raising his hips up to a position where the angle of the front leg is about 90 degrees, and the angle of the rear leg is about 120 degrees his right hand e extended up onto the fingertips with the fingers spread The left arm resting on the thigh of his left leg. Assuming a relaxed position with most of his bodyweight on the legs and a small amount of his weight on the extended front arm The power at the start comes from your legs, not your arm. So, due to this position - the moment Adewale made an attempt at charging both fist at Dez chest if this were to successfully connect he’d shoot forward like a professional track star. His right arm shot forward slightly bent at a 60 degree angle while his opposite leg the power leg remained airborne while behind along with his right arm which presented itself as a reflection of his right arm. His right leg however - had been aimed at centered at Dez jaw - Adewale would put all his force in said knee at an attempt of rocketing Dez body back with the sickening impact of said knee. If this were successful, as Dez body rocketed backwards - no matter if this were successful or not Adewale would quickly attempt at a swift spin in the air using the air repulsors to rocket his body in mid air to land swiftly on petite steps away from the two intruders. He’d quickly attempt to plant his body against the wall - disappearing upon contact.

Adewale: \_” My suit. It rages in your presence. What are you Donnie Yun ?

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I’m not the type of person who likes to have things out of their hands. I really hate not being in control of things and right now I can’t help but feel a whole lot of uncontrollability. Stuck in some African nation with someone trying to kill me and my mentor isn’t exactly how I wanted to come into the final hours of life in case this whole thing doesn’t pan out. I’m about half a second away from just blowing this whole country to bits and calling it a day but that’s not exactly the hero thing to do. So now I have my repulsor cannon pointed at some hidden enemy and Donnie can’t help but keep playing the good guy role who won’t fight. But that’s okay because just as all hell breaks loose in this room, I hear a ping that helps shine a light on everything in this place.

The situation quickly changes once the purple and blue lights begin to shine inside of the room. Vibrations hit the two of them and of course Donnie stands there like a mindless drone, unable to lift a hand in this when they both know he could stop this with a thought. The vibrations hit Dez’s suit and just like the increase of gravity, the Dynamium armor absorbs the waves that surround him, surprisingly giving Dez the same advantage that Adewale has in this fight; though neither of them know what the other is working with. Dez’s eyes look and scope around the room; using scanners to try and pinpoint the location of the person who is attacking them. As this is happening Dez just happens to look towards the ceiling, wondering if perhaps there is something in the lights that can be used as a way to keep their minds hidden from the attacker. Perfect timing would have it so because just as he looks up he sees the image of Adewale above him in an offensive position. Dez thrusts his left hand up towards the chest of Adewale but just as this happens the image of Adewale begins to disappear. But at the same moment that Dez shoots his left hand up to the chest, he gives a slight grin underneath the helmet.

Dez: Gotcha…

Donnie squints his eyes at Dez wondering what he could have meant by that. Once the image disappears, Dez quickly lowers his hands but his fingers show a slight divide in the hexagonal pattern of the suit, slowly coming back together as if they had been used in that brief moment where Adewale tricked Dez with the hologram. Following up the hologram, Adewale uses the real form to actually swing his claws at Dez’s side! In this action, the claws actually dig into the armored warrior, sliding against the outer layer of the armor. Sparks fly outward of the suit and Donnie who is observing now sees that all is revealed. Dez’s body reacts to being struck and he stumbles forward a bit to add to the part. Once this is done, Adewale would instantly jump to the next portion of his combo with his claws being flung forward towards Dez’s chest. But to his shock he would not be seeing the same Dez that he just attacked.
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Just as Adewale thrusts his hands forward in an attempt to strike his chest, Dez thrusts his hands outward and would actually meet Adewale’s hands at the middle distance between both of their bodies. If Adewale was throwing fists than Dez’s hands would catch them both, but if he were open handed with the claws then Dez would actually interlock his fingers with Adewale’s like how wrestlers in the entertainment business come into a strength battle. Now how could Dez know where Adewale was with all the area advantage to keep him stealthy?

It’s all simple really. Technology in itself is its own race…its own species if you will. I’d like to call myself a technosapian but I mean, let’s be honest, how well will that catch on? That’s beside the point. See Adewale was good to cover all of his bases but what he wasn’t expecting to come into contact with today was a technopath of my caliber. That hologram gave me everything I needed to know about what this guy is. The entire stealth tech in the world can’t protect against a signal. The hologram may be a fictitious image but it has to relay a signal from something. And that something came from the tech that this guy is wearing. And for my scanners, that’s all I needed. This guy is good but he ain’t the King.

Known sensors include radar/lidar, night vision, and physiological/medical scanners that allow Dez to take and monitor the vitals of other people, including heart and brain scans. These scans also provide Dez with real-time personal physiological data. They are also capable of an all-environmental scan for atmospheric content or life forms--including astral energy projections. The HUD allows Dez to see these endless numbers of scanners to use to see every level of the playing field that he can to help make his life easier on a mission. Dez’s sensory array is so vast that even without the use of sound or heat, Dez can still trace technology down to the base levels of simple electricity from AAA batteries from half a world away. The signal that transfers from Adewale’s forearm device to the hologram to create the image creates its own waves in the air that the human eye cannot perceive. Luckily for Dez, seeing the lifestream of technology is nothing new to him and he takes full advantage of this array of scanners to his advantage. Now as their hands clash together it is more of a battle of strength which Dez holds his own to keep their hands steady instead of trying to overpower him.

Dez: You almost had me for a picosecond there, guy…I bet we’d get along pretty well…But right now we need you to stop this fighting…or else things can get Really. Bad.

As he says this, the large chest node of plasma energy begins to charge, revealing a blindingly strong light of lava colored energy in the hopes to not intimidate Adewale but show him that Dez is not joking around about what he can do let alone what Donnie can do.

Dez: Now if you try to fight me you may feel a little discomfort in the attempt to move.

As he says this, small liquid portions of his suit travel deep into the core of Adewale’s technology like a symbiotic virus. Unlike another suit of similar abilities, the Hot Rod Model is based off symbiotic biology, so it doesn't rely on tech for the initial bonding process with its user, the start-up is completely psionic. The armor is made up of Nano-Machines that can now be commanded to turn into any type of structure upon Dez's skin. For example, the Nano-machines can turn into clothes, other armors, or even different beings completely, by having the Nano-machines change their properties into whatever Dez wants them to be. The main purpose of this suit is to serve as an all-in-one tool set. The suit can be sent out, whether by psionic or vocal command, to attach to a user aside from Dez, so as to either protect them or restrict their movement to only what Dez desires, but not capable of using the suit themselves due to his psionic connection. The small portion of Dez’s armor slithered into Adewale’s suit when he hit him with the claws on his sides early on in the combo. Donnie caught eye of how the Echnomium metal dug into the Dynamium metal too easily knowing full well that Dynamium is the more durable metal. Essentially Adewale uses his own claws to pull a small portion of Dez’s armor into the claws with each swipe he took. Having done this with his psionic connection, Dez is actually commanding his liquid metal to travel across the inner layer of Adewale’s suit like a virus to restrict him of his movements. But because there is only a small amount of the liquid metal inside of Adewale’s armor it is unknown if it will contain him forever, though it should at least buy him a few seconds if not prove extremely difficult to escape from.

Dez: We don’t want to hurt you…We LITERALLY have to save the world right now and we DO NOT have the time to waste on trying to convince YOU that we are the GOOD GUYS.
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If Adewale still comes to ask his question about Donnie Yun, the powerful mage would stand next to the two of them. His glowing red eyes look at Adewale and then back to Dez. He brings his arms up to his chest in a praying position and Dez looks lost underneath his mask at the position Donnie puts himself in. He then pushes his hands apart and both men would be launched backwards away from each other into the Echnomium walls. Even with Adewale’s technology, Donnie attempts this action to separate the two of them with the use of his telekinetic magic. Being the powerful mage that he is and how unknown magic is to the world it would be next to impossible for some form of defense to the use of magic in this manner. If Adewale is sent flying back into the wall he would still feel the difficulty of Dez’s armor seeping into his own suit while Donnie begins to talk.

Donnie: I can tell you that I or my metal friend there are your enemy. We seek your assistance. I am the Sorcerer Supreme. And I know that title means nothing to you because you do not understand what it means…but King Adewake does…That is why he trusted me with his secrets and I to him. If you do not believe me…take my hand.

Donnie slowly extends his right hand out to Adewale and if he chose to take it, Adewale would be instantly hit with the many memories and flashbacks that Donnie has experienced with Adewake all the way back to when the two of them first met. The flooding of memories would make Adewale feel each memory and the emotions that built a strong friendship between King and Sorcerer Supreme. The feeling would be overwhelming emotionally on Adewale and perhaps even make him nauseous from the memory rollercoaster ride that Donnie takes him on. This would place decades of memories into Adewale’s mind in the span of only a few seconds. Depending on how Adewale takes the magic intrusion physically he may even come to throw up on the ground right in front of them.

Donnie: I am not the villain here, Adewale…

Connecting their minds also allows Donnie to learn about the man within the suit as well, now coming to realize why he is fighting so hard.

Dez: You know this guy! Why didn’t you say something beforehand!?

Donnie shakes his head softly and keeps his attention on Adewale.

Donnie: I am truly sorry for the loss of your father…If I had not been involved with this crisis…I would have done everything I could to help aid you through the grieving process…I can understand your anger, boy. But we are not the people you want to place your anger upon. Help us save the world as your father would want you too…Help us and I will help you on your journey to become the King your father knows you can be.

Donnie and Dez both look towards Adewale in waiting to see what Adewale thinks about all of this. The ball is now in his court. Will he aide the two Supremes or will he continue to try and fight? This is the first of many decisions the young King will now have to make.

To his surprise, Adewale's attack was countered, his fingers were caught interlocking with the armoured menace. Embarked in what seemed to have been a test of strength. Adewale held no intentions on stopping despite the glowing beam that had seemed to have have target Adewale's chest. He was a warrior - he didn’t contemplate fear because as a warrior the idea of fear is diminished. Not to the point it is unknown nor felt but to where it isn’t preexistent or a dominant feature in a decision making process. To a King fear is earned, and it would take more than flashing light to shake fear on Adewale.

Adewale : \_” It’ll be interesting to see your choice of words out of said suit, Iron Man. “

However, the moment Adewale plummeted his steps forward attempting to outshine Dez - he’d meet a rude awakening as the man known as Donnie Yun shot a blast that rocketed them both in opposite directions.As Adewale's body free falled in mid air he’d feel his body stumbled forth upon lading before he advanced into a backwards furrowed roll - bracing the back of his neck to where his knees fell first onto the Echonium grounds while his arms prompted forward dragging his claws in its discretion. Adewale's mask slowly began to deconstruct itself. He allowed his body to rise bracing himself upon his feet with his hands now rested at his sides. Adewales eccentric golden hues met the man's hand before slightly rearing his head to the side.

He didn’t trust this man - and every bit of his concern was clearly justified. However, he was at a tight spot to the point where his people were potentially in trouble and to the fact alone he was compelled to push his aggression and hate to the side. Adewale, rested his hands upon the man but not without hesitation. Upon contact - Adewale feel a gentle sting invade his body- It’s electricity rearing at the pits of his soul - cruising through his bloodstream and stirring at every fiber of his skin possessing the hair that stood like threads upon the bronze tenderness of his skin to nearly jump from his suit. Adewales, eyes nearly popped from his skull as they pushed open every image of his father continued to form before him he’d feel as if his bodies were rushed through a wave of memories emotions that riddled his skin and plagiarized his heart. Adewale quickly pulled from the man's hand while stumbling back a bit. Hands rested upon his knees followed by heavy but shallow breathing.

Adewale : ” I’ve seen enough..”

Adewale softly nodded before making distance between the two intruders and himself. He’d diminish any sort of eye contact as he’d calmly turn his back to them. His eyes met the soles of his gloves before quickly balling his fast and quickly slammed it against his gold plated throne. A soft sigh fled his lips, before he’d leanly drag himself against the seat allowing his body to seemingly flail while resting his elbow upon the arm rest. His body slouched, as his mid back barely touched the back seat but the seating end of the seat.

Adewale : ” I’m sorry but I cannot help you. I have a Kingdom to run, besides a man not strong enough to protect his family. Is not of any use to anyone. Now, leave this I say this being as wholesome as I can. However, please do not make an enemy out of me. “

II
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Hearing Adewale deny being able to give assistance in this endeavor brings Donnie to sigh with disappointment. Lifting his arms up, he crosses them across his chest and looks at him with glowing red eyes.

Donnie: What Kingdom will be left to lead when the entire World has fallen to slavery by someone much more powerful than you? There is a difference between leading a people and saving them. Come, Dez. Our business here is finished.

Dez: That’s it? We go through all this for him to just say NO? That’s complete Bullsh-

Donnie: Enough…We can do this ourselves.

Donnie begins to make another portal for the two of them to exit. Dez scuffs but walks through the portal while Donnie turns around to look at Adewale.

Donnie: You may not be an enemy to us, Young King…But you are anything but an ally as well. Enjoy the time you have left for if we fail…You will not have a throne to sit on…

Donnie follows Dez into the portal and the two would instantly leave the kingdom of Rolanda. As they appear on the otherside it shows that Dez and Donnie have teleported further north east of Rolanda into the African deserts. The landscape of the area is a very desert barren plain with only small patches of plant life and bushes. There are old ancient steps that lead up towards a semi-circle construct of rock that clearly has aged over thousands of years in time. On the center of this semi-circle is an ancient insignia with scriptures written all across the outer lining of the complex structure. These are all links to the Council of Magic.

Standing at the outer edge of the structure, Dez turns to watch Donnie walk towards him while leaving the portal open.

Dez: How do you plan on us being able to stop this guy without someone on the outside planting the pillars?

Donnie: He will come…

The portal remains open on both ends, Donnie having the feeling in his stomach that Adewale will make the right decision and soon make his entry through the portal.

MEANWHILE…
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oNAF8wqIsAI )

Inside of the temple, Nimbus walks down the narrow ancient pathways that lead into the center of the temple. His eyes gaze upon the markings on the wall that speak in ancient hieroglyphics of the one who is imprisoned here. Ancient languages paint the walls and tell of stories that this being had experienced and those who took part in the imprisonment. He lifts his left hand up to the wall, using the tip of his finger to lightly trace against one of the images.

Nimbus: They speak of these people as heroes who saved the universe from your power…I wonder what I will be called as the one who freed him…

He continues to walk further into the temple until finally reaching the chamber where Domarru is sleeping. The temple placed Domarru so deep into the Earth that the light of the sun can no longer reach to give any light. Nimbus looks around the darkness and thrusts his hands outward to fire out small bright green orbs of light. The chamber is lit and reveals the many different workings of art that are placed within the temple. On the ground there are carved passageways that lead up to the center of the room where there is a standing sarcophagus. Nimbus quickly makes his way to the front of this sarcophagus and places his left hand on the cheek area where the artwork of an ancient being is painted on the body of this encasing prison.

Nimbus: You have been forgotten, my Lord…Ages have passed and your name has become nothing but a memory of a distant pass long forgotten by the masses. I am here to free you so that you may bring chaos and destruction about his world…

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MB\_qNkAdT9Q )
Nimbus takes a few steps back, digging into his pockets to grab all of the pieces that create the key to free Domarru. Once they come into sight it is as if a sentient force takes control of them. Each piece is shot up into the air, levitating the pieces over the sarcophagus. They begin to radiate a bright green energy and Nimbus looks up just simply observing and in awe of what is happening. The pieces that levitate in the air begin to slowly create a bright green web of energy that connects all of the pieces together in a blinding flash of light. With that flash, the ground begins to shake; forcing some of the rocks to fall to the ground. A few seconds pass and the webbing of energy begins to dispel and reveal that all of the golden pieces are now melted and float in the air as a liquid. The sentient force that is controlling them now forces these orbs of liquid gold to converge in the center directly over the sarcophagus.

Nimbus: Yes…YES! This is it! This is the moment that the world will remember as the moment The Earth DIES!

Nimbus’ face screams with a psychotic smile across his face and his eyes glowing with a bright emerald green glow. The large orb of liquid gold begins to slowly spill over, allowing the liquid to fall over the head portion of the ancient body of Domarru. The liquid travels down the sarcophagus; covering every inch of it in this liquid gold substance that was created by each piece. After a few seconds of cocooning the sarcophagus the liquid hardens. Nimbus raises his right brow as he watches this happen. But as the gold hardens, Nimbus can feel the radiating sentient energy begin to increase in power. As he feels this, the ancient markings that surround the room begin to light up as if they are being activated. Funneling out of passageways from the corners of the room is a dark crimson substance that looks eerily like blood. The air begins to fill with the scent of iron which helps further the belief that this liquid is actually blood. The small streams of blood begin to flow through the passageways on the ground, leading towards the sarcophagus and finally covering every route that is on the ground. The moment that the blood stops flowing out of the walls and reached the cocoon, the ground really begins to shake far more in strength than before. The aura of the room begins to thicken and get to the point that even Nimbus begins to sweat.

BACK ON THE SURFACE

Donnie and Dez both feel the shake of the ground as would anyone across the planet. This being no natural earthquake instantly alerts the two of them that the ritual has already began. Dez looks towards the entrance of the temple and begins to run into it but Donnie quickly extends his left hand outwards to stop him.

Dez: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?! We have to stop him! We can’t just stand here waiting for Cat Man to finally make up his mind to help us!

Donnie: You are absolutely right…but I will go into the temple alone. You will stay here and make sure the pillars are set up in their positions. Even if Adewale doesn’t show up, you can get the pillars in position if it comes down to that and I will hold of Nimbus and Domarru for as long as I can.

Dez: They will kill you if you fight by yourself! We couldn’t even handle Nimbus, what makes you think you can fight the two of them?

Donnie pushes his robes over his left shoulder, beginning to make his way into the temple. He doesn’t even face Dez at this point as his body begins to enter the complex structure.

Donnie: Because now I no longer have a reason to hold back what I truly am…

Dez’s eyes widen wondering what on Earth Donnie has been holding back this entire time.

Back into the chamber

The sarcophagus begins to crack at the center of the golden cocoon and Nimbus watches this unfold being perfectly overjoyed in the completion of his goal. The golden casing begins to crack all over every portion of it and like a grenade explosion inside of the case, every piece breaks and explodes outwards towards the rest of the chamber wall! Nimbus ducks for a short second and then looks back up towards the center of the chamber to see the area of the old cocoon covered in a black smoke keeping the being inside of it hidden for the moment. Just as this happens, Donnie Yun barrels his way into the chamber room, having gathered magical energy to create a bright blue energy in his right hand ready to strike at anything in his path.

Donnie: Stop this, Nimbus!

Donnie extends his left arm out towards him as his right hand burns with a blue energy that could melt through any metal.

Donnie: It’s not too late to turn back now!

Nimbus: Oh…I think it is…

And stepping out of the smoke with a stomp so fierce that it creates another aftershock of tremor energy is the Dark Lord himself, Domarru. Stepping out of the center of the room it reveals the seven foot tall monster that has plagued many worlds across the universe. His body has not lost any step in what the legends had him appearing like on the walls and his eyes glow with a bright blue hue to reveal the energy he is gathering just from this chamber alone.

Nimbus looks at Domarru with an eye of satisfaction and the Magic Lord simply grunts in aggravation at seeing Donnie Yun. Domarru begins to slowly step forward and he leans his neck to the left and then to the right, allowing his neck to crack as he is clearly ready to do battle.

Nimbus: He has returned…