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Rem unsheathed her weapon in her hands, zipped forward, and drove it through a cyborg with all her might, slicing it completely in two. Parts and fizzing wires went flying all over the place and scattered across the floor. A ghost fired spheres that blew out into nets at Rem but she easily dodged them all using speed and agility. She then leapt up and pounced on the head of the ghost and drove her katana right through the base of the neck area. Rem pushed herself off and slashed in an angular direction.
The blonde guy rushing forward with his cosplay sword (or, everyone supposed, a real sword) became nothing more than a normal guy running instead of a near blur.
As the battle heated up, Furina felt something tug at the waistband of her pants, and she turned around to see Neo, aiding her in the tug-of-war against the ghosts and cyborgs, along with a figure that appeared to be a black cloak fluttering on its own with only pure darkness beneath its folds. She flashed her girlfriend and the cloak a grateful smile before focusing back on his opponents, slamming them into hard surfaces and even each other. Thanks to Neo, she now had better control over the suction, and she was dragged around less. Every moment she spent fighting the ghosts allowed her to get the feel of the Poltergust in ways that she couldn't when she'd only been practicing, and then saw an old man sucking up the ghosts and cyborgs, as well as making the giant demon lady get dragged into the vacuum as well.
But some of the ghosts persisted and flew off as the cyborgs started fighting the old man, who was somehow fighting well, even dropkicking some of them… until another vacuum started to suck it up, this time it came from a girl.
She had bright lilac eyes with long lilac hair with it going down to her waist. She wears a black and white hoodie with a Boo being sucked into the vacuum and on the back was a picture of two ghosts shaking hands, and also wore a black shirt and ripped up jeans, leaving her knees exposed and showing what appeared to be a visible dark red scar on her right knee. On the jeans, there is a belt that seems to be holding the vacuum in place, and she's also wearing black boots. And with her was a dragon-like beast with white armor on its purplish black body and has a set of crystalline wings.
"Oh no, you don't!" She said, holding her ground as the ghost tried to fight back… but to its dismay, the girl won and sucked the ghosts and cyborgs inside.
"Whoa…" Furina whispered.
Finally, the last ghost and the last cyborg was defeated, and the demon lady was shoved into the vacuum through the sheer force of adrenaline, and Furina stood on her tiptoes to give Neo a celebratory kiss. "Good going!" Drakus exclaimed.
"Victory, we shed the blood of the spirits and cyborgs in this gladiatorial fight and awakened the bloodlust and madness in the crowds, my comrades in war..." Nougat chuckled, prying off the left hands of the cyborgs. "Now, we shall claim the emblem symbolizing the defeat of such weak warriors without problems!"
"This is not Ancient Rome!" Arsene clarified.
The girl walked over to the old man. "You alright, grandpa?"
The old man chuckled. "I'm getting too old for this… but yeah, I'm alright." He said as he got up, then turned to the squad. "What's a couple of whippersnappers like you doing here? Oh! And you have King Boo and Lord Ombra with you!" He said, ready to suck up King Boo with the girl.
"Wait! They're with us!" Weiss yelled as she got in the way. "King Boo's friendly now, Raiden can vouch for him!"
Ombra, meanwhile, was possibly glaring at King Boo. "You were not a part of this," Ombra said in a tone of voice that no human throat seemed capable of creating. "As such, you should not have come."
"You were always a strange one, Ombra," King Boo remarked, grinning. "You couldn't find me, so you tried to grab a young woman thinking it was me! Have you no shame?"
"Shame?" Ombra wheezed. "What is it worth? A human constraint unworthy of one of my stature."
"Come now, Ombra, you must see reason," Drakus urged. "What Wattles and Hellen are planning could cause a return to the Age of Chaos! They're crazy and looking for a return to what was rather than having an interest in creating what can be! We seek to use the darkness to save rather than to simply destroy, and I think, deep down, you're far more interested in what you can build with us than to simply revert to a bygone era. Now, this is your final chance: you may either side with us as our friend or be forced to join. Choose wisely."
Ombra considered another moment before speaking again. "Very persuasive, dragon child. I suppose there is little reason not to see what your organization is capable of. I will submit to your leadership... for now."
"Oh! Why didn't you say so?" The old man chuckled. "I am Professor E. Gadd and this is my granddaughter, Dove Gadd, and her pet dragon, Xegard."
"Heya." She waved as Xegard nibbled on the table.
"PROFESSOR, WHAT IN BLAZES HAPPENED?!" a voice bellowed, as a Bandit ran towards him. "Y'all went to some fancy hotel, and now, y'all are fightin' ghosts! You tellin' me something busted out?!"
"Sure looks like it, doesn't it?" Mystle said sarcastically, narrowly dodging a bop on the head from Weiss.
Nio, on the other hand, was taking this opportunity to get a good look at the Bandit girl. She hadn't seen Bandits before, and this one was a deep blue, which she was pretty sure was a first. She wore a yellow bandana and had brown hair that was dyed red and blue at the tips, with the shoes being red and blue. A coiled length of rope was hanging at her side.
"Uh… all right, listen," Nio, said, flustered, starting to sweat and backing away. "We're sorry about coming in here. We didn't mean to bother you. It's just… we really had to get out of here. There's been a big misunderstanding."
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