Well. I'm afraid I can't let you carry on like this.
-puts her down for a moment-
-a phantom materializes next to him, of a Demon archer-
-it has the bow nocked, with multiple arrows- You have until the count of three to withdraw.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-groans-
Look it at this way, its a whole lot shorter than it would have been.
Sure...-still a sourpuss-
Oh? Is that how it is? Okay.
-commence VIRTUOUS EAR SCRATCHING-
-goes silent for a sec, then speaks up-What are you doing?
-pulls her hand away-
Sorry.
I didn't say stop...
Jeeze...-continues-
-is now for some reason trying to pretend she's not enjoying it, its not going well-
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850-Zuo Ci vanishes in blue flame-
-the Archer is pulverised, disappearing-
-Zuo Ci re-appears behind the drones, holding tarot cards- I had thought you'd respond in that way.
-he throws them out, surrounding the drones-
-and then, with great magical force- the drones are all pushed together, with crushing force-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-the ones facing ZC unfurls and opens up their ballistic shields, forming a collective wall of +7 protection-
-while the ones behind fires off their missiles which curves towards ZC-
-meanwhile, while more of the darker drones comes into the place, so did the lighter coloured drones, and they engage for a moment before retreating-
всегда верен-the missiles don't quite seem to find their target-
-as Zuo Ci seemingly vanishes again-
-he re-appears on the ground, unamused- This is the kind of future we have? It's sad to think I cannot do so much for something so far removed...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-again teleports-
-up to a tree branch- Hmph.
Clearly, I need to show you no mercy. Unthinking machines.
-suddenly, a whole lot of phantoms just appear out of thin air-
-all of them have bows-
-and they're all firing explosive-tipped arrows-
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postA stranger who doesn't appreciate the fact that you treat this place like a battlefield- one where you target small children.
And I am capable of much more than this.
-all of the phantoms have more arrows knocked-
If it is needed. All I ask- and all I have asked of your drones- is that they stand down.
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-on the way, your are greeted by a pack of the darker coloured drones-
-who now points their weapons at you-
-doesn't seem like they want you to pass-
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