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located in Sanctum City, a part of Gatewatchers, one of the many universes on RPG.

Sanctum City

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Character Portrait: Sillo Deskern Character Portrait: Damion Gray
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As the smoke started to dissappear, Sillo began to notice that the place was a wreck. The floors were cracked, gadgets were everywhere, and windows smashed outward. Hell, there was even a leg of a chair penetrating the ceiling. The FRIGGIN' CEILING!!! Sillo didn't exactly know what to make of this or why it happened, but he knew from what he could gather that the bomb was planted inside of the building, not outside. This was indicated by the glass from the windows blowing out towards the street rather than inward. This left a burning question in the air: Who could've planted it?

No time to answer it as Damion appeared, the smoke dissipating as it did so. He still didn't figure out which was weirder: the fact that Damion was five years younger and higher ranked than Sillo or that Damion was much smaller and higher ranked. To his credit, the Green Mana User had been here much longer than Damion had. His knowledge of the Gatewatcher's doings was what kept him above Sillo. He respected that.

"Wait, there was an incident with the train?" Sillo called out to him, but Damion was already heading off, towards the sound of another Gateway opening. Well, his fault for not having his comm on him at all times. But he didn't want to have the thing beeping at inopportune times, like when Sillo was trying to nap or when Sillo was eating dinner or when Sillo was trying to hang out with friends or when...

Sillo looked around the rubble, trying to find his equipment. Glancing over an overturned table, he spotted the thing lying on the ground, half buried in concrete particles. Picking it up and dusting it off, he turned it on to find that the screen was cracked in the upper left corner. Oh well... At least it functioned. Sillo put it on and then proceeded to the back room, where he found ample amounts of undisturbed gadgets, including the one he was looking for...the Mana Drainer.

He dropped off his school backpack and put his special backpack on. The Mana Drainer was rather versatile and flexible to Sillo's movement, allowing full body control when he put it on. For the most part, it effectively and efficiently contained Mana of all varieties, though it specialized in Wild Mana. Now...he felt like a badass.

Sillo put his mouth to the comm, "Alright, Sillo Deskern is ready to kick some Gateway ass!"

Running outside the building, he looked down the street where he saw Damion battling...some kind of snake thing. He watched as Damion summoned a tree, sending the Serpent miles.

Yeah, I think Damion's got that one...

Sillo felt a burst of energy behind him. Whipping around, he found another Gateway opening, this one spurting bolts of lighting of all shapes and sizes. Instinctively, he phased from reality just as a bolt shot through the space he occupied a mere half-second before. Jesus, that was close!

Phasing back in, he pressed the button on his left strap, activating the Mana Drainer. He watched the Wild Mana funnel from the Gateway into his pack. It appeared to be working...until the Gateway protruded more energy, this time in the form of a barrier that sent Sillo flying backwards. Landing hard on the asphalt, he grunted and pushed himself off the ground, noticing the scrapes on his arms and legs as well as realizing that he didn't have the Mana Drainer on his back. It fell off when he was launched backwards. He didn't have time to grab it as what awaited him when his gaze went back to the portal were four werebeast like figures, their fur spiky and unnaturally black and their eyes gleaming red in anger...or was it hunger? Either way, the sudden enemies made Sillo gape in awe.

"It's fighting back?" Sillo couldn't help but utter before the werebeasts charged en masse. Sillo pictured himself like a cross between Aang from Avatar: The Last Airbender and Tony Stark from Iron Man. The result was essentially someone who could control the air around him in a variety of ways as well as control the air around himself. He could use the wind outside his body as well as in tune with his body. He set his eyes on the beasts, keeping their movements and potential movements in mind as well as planning accordingly for them. He was ready.

The first set of sharp claws swung downward diagonally upon his head. Sillo ducked under it, then let his feet leave the ground as the second swiped was aimed towards his feet. Sillo was now doing a handstand, to which he protruded air out of his palms, propelling him in the sky. He then cupped both of his hands and brought them together with a mighty clap. The wind below him sent the beasts flying towards the spot directly underneath his feet, colliding together below him. As he began to fall, Sillo imagined a cage around the beasts, made of thick iron and bolted to the asphalt below. Sure enough, the cage appeared, trapping the former threats within. Unfortunately, he forgot to imagine a mattress on top of the cage and he fell into it with a hard smack!

Oww...

But there was no time to think about how much his body hurt right now. He felt his shirt ripping from the back and sprang up immediately, jumping off the cage and landing on his feet in front of the Gateway, which was now pulsing. That can't be good...

He rolled to the right just as another bolt of lightning struck, hitting the bars and shocking the werebeasts inside. He grabbed the pack and immediately hit the button, letting the Mana Drainer do it's work. The funnel reappeared, sucking the mana from the Gateway once more. This time, he forced the wind to blow against his back, hoping that it would send projectiles spurred on from the Gateway backwards or at least slow their forward propulsion.

Another shockwave emitted from the Gateway, but Sillo managed to hold his ground, keeping his hand on the button until finally the Gateway closed. Gasping for breath, he fell on his knees in exhaustion, glancing back towards the cage where the werebeasts lie charred to a crisp form the stray lightning bolt. Well, that solves one problem...

He felt the back of his shirt, groaning as he realized it was in shreds and exposed most of his skin. Luckily, there were no gashes or wounds to be found, but that was one of his favorite shirts. And that was a greater loss to him than maybe even one of his other fellow Gatewatchers...maybe.

He could barely lift his scraped hand as he lifted the comm to his mouth, "Sillo Deskern...holy shit, that sucked! But I got the Gateway closed next to...fuck..." He looked around for any notable landmarks. "Big Joe's Fish Market. Remind me again why we have a friggin' fish market in a city with no oceans or lakes?"