Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190520151915/@comment-27344811-20190522164529

Eliza is bombarded with constructs that... are orb-like, but are armed with spears and parasols. Some of them even have one giant eye that shoot lasers.

And their source? A penguin with an orage robe and jagged crown/mask thing, armed with a giant hammer.

And another being watches from the shadows.

Now, here's the thing; the Pale King is, in a way, a god. These urges... he can surpress them, easier than Eliza can.

Does he want this? Hm, no. Perhaps not. He knows where this will lead- omniscience and all, and he'd rather not have to watch behind his back every minute.

So... he'll find different means to control them. SO let them fight for their silly battery.

Skeletor screams. "WHY DO PEOPLE KEEP APPEARING IN MY CASTLE?! I AM THE EVIL OVERLORD OF SNAKE MOUNTAIN, WHY ARE YOU COMING HERE-"

Before the other one can get abck, something else appears in a flash of purple and slams a flaming leg into Necrozma's side, breaking its grip- and I mean quite literally breaking its fingers.

Necrozma glowers at the new arrival- a purple-coated Vincent- and holds its arm out to the left, the broken shards re-assemblingback into the three jagged claws.

Necrozma howls, whipping towards the New Opponent. Vincent dashes at it, and begins an onslaught of kicks and punches- and Necrozma uses its arms to defend itself with surprising speed.