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Black jacket stirring in the wind a man enters the streets from his house. Carrying a sword with three blades a smirk crosses his lip at the evil surrounding him and then he laughs. His laugh not cheery or happy but cold and horrifying making you doubt yourself as you hear it. Stopping laughing he continues on suddenly noticing a vehichle swerving off the road heading toward some civilians. Instinively moving to what his training taught him Avon leaped in front of the car stabbing his three bladed sword into the ground the car moves a couple feet forward then the front end folds in on itself from the force of the impact.

Cutting off the roof of the car he looks inside astonished at what he sees the people inside the car were mostly robotic with multiple tools to modify others. Revolted at the whole thing Avon cuts the bodies the equipment and the car apart in quick succesion. "Blood and ashes!" he says before a man walks up to him and whispers into his ear that these people were just begining and that they had to be stopped. Then slipping a map into Avons pocket the man vanishes as if he never existed. "A great way to start eliminating evil this group then whatever else I need to to purge this world of evil."he says smirking the whole time.

Entering a building labeled on the map as safe house Avon notices three girls in it. Recognizing at least Sayuka from the arena he mutters "thats what this is about." before silently moving to a couch and sitting down.

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Zeal "more losses to report?" he asks the man entering as the man slowly nods, Zeal sigh and asks "Why can't people just learn to accept you my lord?"
Looking over to his battlesuit "soon" he whisper's "soon." Looking at the other members we need more people who can run battlesuits he thinks "target the arena fighters." He orders. Knowing the two reasons why he was put in charge his loyalty to the cause and the fact that he could use a battlesuit the members begin to prepare and get organized. Grabbing one of the members he tells him " find me anything out about the member we lost that could use the battlesuit Cyverus Acor." Sighing he puts his hand on his face chuckles plans coming into his head of what he coul do with some of the arena members. Suddenly a snarl crosses his face as he remembers about Avon Silv. "ne more thing" Zeal says "if you capture Avon Silv kill him he doesn't deserve to be turned to our gracious god." "or bring him to me to kill ." He adds as a second thought.