The saviour leaps into the air, crushing the floor from sheer pressure as he does so with a mighty CRACK.

Hayle, not happy that some young guy was making him look bad, grabbed hold of the Sieginator and Impie, who joined in the fight, taking to the skies with a powerful boom that sent the fresh bodies shooting away, splattering against trees and rocks as they collided.

As they flew across the Widdlewans and into Erlims Upper, the group linked up side-by-side and witnessed the devastating fighting occurring between the Greys and the citizens of Eccles Ville. Mandems swarmed through the eastern district, armed with guns and explosives. Several leader types give off strong auras as they push through, as noted by the azure auras emitting outward, like an annoying emergency service light in a bedroom window. Flashes of white and orange bullets flew at citizens, only to be stopped by barriers, as guildies reached the scene.

The woman with the rifle slapped the side of Hayle's mech suit; the clang vibrated throughout, shaking Hayle's balance for a moment, and then she jumped down, heading to the southern district.

The Saviour shouted through the noisy gale, "I can't take her anywhere!" "HAYLE. YOU TAKE THE EASTERN SIDE. I'LL HEAD TO THE MAYOR'S OFFICE AND NORTH SIDE WHEN I'M DONE. SHULLY, YOU TAKE WESTSIDE."

Hayle broke off, diving and shouting, "FUCKING A BRAH, SEE YOU IN A HOT MINUTE~." A scowling Shully began to grin from excitement. "SHULLY CAN FIGHT NOW!? WEE!" Shully grew fivefold. Curling into a ball, he barrelled towards the western district, crashing through a building as he did so. Ah feck, that's going to cost a penny or two. Right, where was the mayor's office again?

***

The day before continued.

Horace led the way through the streets towards the Koudillon guild. The group was unfortunate to find barriers erected and roads blocked off during their journey.

"SORRY." Horace piped up, feeling like a failure. "Ah, don't worry about it, bud. We should try to find the nearest Entram stop. It'll be easier to get around." Finding a stop was proving to be something of a pain. Particularly as the group had entered the city on a public holiday.

Dillee reminded everyone, "It's formation day. 25th Jujun." "Well, that's bloody fantastic. We're going to be stuck with that weirdo for even longer!" Groaned Norman, banging his head against a wall. "Shut up, Norman, you whining git. They can't help the way they are." "Meh. Whatever." "Sir. I shall take a leap up to the top and try to guide us from above." "Nice thinking, little buddy. Alright then, listen to the Dillee!"

Dillee leapt and bounded between the buildings, clambering to reach the biggest building he could that would still let him shout to the group along the way. He came close to falling off once; as a drainage pipe, he climbed and almost fell onto the group below as he broke it traversing. "DILLEE! Watch what you're doing. You trying to kill me, bestie?" "NEVER, SIR! Forgive me!"

MC had no time to take in any of the sights, not that there were many in the southern end of the city. He found himself thinking about things. I forgot how big this place is. We've been going through here at a steady pace, but it's been nearly an hour. We should try to get some new stuff while we're here. I hope the others are alright too.

Dillee celebrated by jumping down to the group. "Spotted the guild building. It's this way, sirs!" "NICE ONE." "Hey, wait. Where's the requestee gone!?" "Dillee! Can you go find and guide them back to us? "It would be my pleasure, fine sir."

***

Hmm. Engage those allium canals, old boy. This one will be a little tricky to find. Dillee's impressive memory helped him backtrack along the path. It didn't help that he had to stop and scan around every building; their temporary addition could end up waffling down an alleyway.

You raving lunatic. Where the devil are you!? My tingly bits aren't detecting your drivel… That sunshine is utterly delightful, though. Oh yes, that really gets the stem going. Dillee! Stop it; the kind lord needs you. Hmm, this conversation seems promising. Dillee eavesdropped on some locals below him chattering away.

If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. "I hate this city. The Entrams are never on time." "Yeah, well, at least you dodge the weirdos. That fella back there was acting so weird." "Well, what do you expect? They built it on the surface, so all the spice-heads just wander into the Entram lines."

Dillee leapt along the rooftops, following the Entram lines until he reached the next stop along the way. He looked over each side. The city was starting to have a positive effect on his views of the world; dare I say, the people haven't been so riveting; this is a marvel of architectural design. The Terrahuums had such a way with that red brick aesthetic. So simple, so stylish. ACK, what primordial jelly is cooking such a foul-smelling dish!? It's worse than Wardi's boot cheese.

Glancing further afield, Dillee picked up on a street vendor cracking dark eggs into a pan. Green mist seemed to rise away as it began frying, causing all but the 'chef' to begin gagging. Sir, I shall continue my look elsewhere. If I stay any longer, that man will receive my finest leafy cut to the jaw. I'll try the next stop…

Darting onto the next rooftop, our leafy friend continued to follow the yellow bricked line. After a dozen or so rooftop scans, he came to the Media Land Entram stop. It was hard for him to find any good vantage points due to a lack of accessible buildings and a barrier between him and the ones in media land. Dillee pondered for a moment.

I suppose it can't hurt if I jump in for a few seconds and back out. The naivety of youth is a wonderful thing. With a quick hop & thud to the floor, Dillee attempted to scramble up the tallest building available, unaware what the abbreviation XOF News stood for.

***

MC and the others were standing around playing Ele-menna-go to pass the time. Norman began counting down. "Ele." "Menna." "Go!" Horace & MC shouted "AQUA" & "IGNI", turning around to see Norman was wielding a Raiton orb in his hand.

Norman rustled his hands together gleefully, "Careful now. It'll hurt if I get one of each. Not going to complain about that cash." "Alright, Norman. Control your mojo over there." MC whispered to Horace, "I can see why his bird left him." "HAH, GOOD ONE." "What's a good one, Horace?" "He was just impressed you got us again." I've never seen someone get such a pickle tickle over a kids' game before… MC was trying hard to let Norman's annoying habits fly over his head, but the man just wasn't making it easy.

MC turned his head to the side, catching Horace mesmerised by the TV. "What's got you curious? You never watch TV." Horace was biting his lip hard. A trickle of blood fell to the floor, and tears seemed to be welling in his eyes. MC turned to look at the scenes unfold on the TV. Dillee had grabbed hold of the requestee and had scaled the XOF news network building in his transformed form. "… Aw shit, here we go again. Norman, get your arse here."

A well-suited and groomed man appeared on the screen. He smiled with an unnaturally white, smug, toothy grin; oil in his forehead reflected a blinding light, and with how well his hair was combed, he looked a perfect doll for a ventriloquist's fresh from the repairman.

"Good evening, Joey Boey Wetter's here, coming at you live from the XOF News Network. An ongoing event is currently happening HERE just outside our HQ in Eccles Ville involving what appears to be a live kidnapping by an unknown creature. Over to you, Rogue-ster."

"Thanks, Joey. I'm Giseppi Roguester reporting live from the ground of XOF HW. Scaling the top is an unidentified GMO that has kidnapped a poor citizen visiting media land. As far as I know from scouting reports, the citizen is doing well and is unharmed. Hold on a sec… I've just been told security footage has been obtained, and we're here to give you an exclusive!"

Dillee is shown on a clear colour camera, jumping the protective fencing and scaling the security building. A second camera catches Dillee diving into a room, and then moments later, he breaks out through the window in his transformed form. Scattering glass hits nearby construction workers in high-vis vests. He spots the requestee, who appears to be speaking to a coffee cup on the floor, and scales the tower.

"This is a horrifying sight to behold, Roguester. Do we have any idea if they are involved with known criminal organisations?" "Jo, reports have just come in from the mayoral office that Areya Coch has claimed responsibility for the creature, and now this incident is being treated as a terrorist attack." "What a tragedy. Will terrorist scum ever stop trying to crush our goddess-given right? We'll be back with more information as it comes in.

Horace had managed to hold on for dear life during the broadcast. His suppression had finally tipped over, erupting into hysterical laughter on the floor. Norman had to aid him with breathing techniques as the boy wheezed himself to a state of near unconsciousness.

"Horace! Deep breaths. Come on, fwoooooop fwoooooh. Breathe in and out like that, pal." "CAN'T, fwooooooop, DO, fwooooh, IT."

As the lungs of the ranged expert struggled to come back to the world. MC was dealing with a most uncomfortable headache. He pinched the bridge of his nose tightly, closing his eyes and trying to relax. "FUCKING HELL, DILLEE! I'LL STIR-FRY YOUR BITS!" MC reacted in such a strong, aggressive manner that he scared a group of preschooler kids.

"Mrs Flintlock. That Terrahuum is s-s-sscawing us~ WAHHHH." "You yob! I'm calling those authorities over. EXCUSE ME, OFFICER!?" Two Huundhan females and a Scaq male dressed in black and white painted knight's armour waddle over in heavy stomps. Their police helmets were from the Edingdon police district; MC recognised the black bell-shaped design with a silver badge at the front.

"OI! What's going on here then, eh? Public disturbance on a public holiday!?"

ARGHH, GIVE ME A BREAK!

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