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located in Kreandor, a part of Kreandor: Secrets of the Psionic, one of the many universes on RPG.




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As they approached the door, Atian closed his eyes in annoyance at the noise of the klaxons wailing. He disliked the sound, as grating and painful as it was, but as it continued and the door opened, he couldn't help but open his eyes and smile. The idea that they were finally getting around to actually doing something thrilled him like nothing else. However, at the sight of the weapons pointed at them, he stepped back and brought his hands up, as if they might beat back the bolts such weapons could discharge.

As Xaos simply walked forward, Atian felt his mouth open. he'd never expected such a bold action, though he didn't know much more about the man aside from what information the Psicom had given him in briefing. Needless to say, such information was rather sparse and one-sided, in order to keep agents from doing exactly what he'd done. From his position, he watched as the cloud of dust flew upwards, the telekinetic rising into the air behind the shroud to get into better position.

"Yes, that's right. Focus on me while he gets above you, dimwits," he muttered to himself as the weapons were turned more fully on him. He prepared himself to fight back just as his partner spoke once more. Such drama, but it was worth it, he supposed. If nothing else, it was keeping him safe. Atian pulled the blood from the pouch behind him and formed it into a sleek helm with a pair of fins jutting back from each side, much like a pair of fans over his ears. The shimmering red liquid formed seamlessly as he pulled more liquid from his surroundings, this time creating several dozen fragile spines of ice in the air before him, each narrow tip aimed randomly at the Psicom infantry.

He held the shards there for a moment and yawned, taking just a second to gather himself before using such a large amount of his power. As he recovered from the rapid bout of tiredness, Atian waved his arms outwards from his torso, sending the icicles flying forward, though they turned out to be not as accurate as he'd planned, only a few embedding themselves deeply enough to kill, and even then they only managed to kill one person.