Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190503173247/@comment-26892768-20190508011317

And while all this is happening, the armored figure is just standing there, staring blankly ahead...

Diend, off in his own little part of the forest, muses for a moment. "So, the Omnitrix wielder is here, hmmm?"

As it turns out, hopping through dimensions and time as much as Ben does tends to cause word to spread, and Diend happens to have some rather good sources.

"If they find out about me and what I'm doing here, I'm going to be in a rather tight spot - heroics and all that." Diend starts to pace a bit. "...but...if I make myself look good and explain the situation myself before they hear it from anyone else..."

...well. That settles it in his mind.

Suddenly standing to attention as if possessed, the armored figure hits the side of his belt -

"CLOCK UP!"

- and zooms towards normal Ben, easily outpacing XLRG and the others as he gets right behind Ben and grabs a hold of him.

Just then, an orange sigil appears out of nowhere on the ground and travels upward, and when it dissipates, standing where it was is the feminine figure Diend summoned earlier...and a friend he summoned for her, apparently. He appears to be clad in green armor, with a rather blocky visor and armor as he steps forward in the direction the figure went in, twirling a good-sized gun around on his finger before getting a good grip on it, reaching for something in his belt.

The female figure pats Ben on the shoulder a few times before gesturing for the others to stop.

"No, I don't, but if you break this cuff," Mad Ben gestures to the crystal cuff around his Power Watch, "I can get you some metal easy, and I can even make some improvements on you, free of charge. Interested?"

With a sigh of relief and a quick grin flashed their way, Lucy walks off. Rottytops looks at Hank, equally as confused as he is, before following the girl.

Starfire dodges the fire, looking at Rook. "It would appear that the only way to hurt him is to get up close!"

"Yes, it certainly does seem that way..." Rook frowns. "But we cannot risk the Proto-Tool getting near him; if Malware is able to absorb it, we will have much more to deal with."