As the two kings dominated their respective kingdoms, Harvard and the others were soaring across with the monstrous Stolas, keeping itself far away from the trees and utilizing its many hands if it comes to trying to make contact with the ground. As they traveled, watching the two resting on the hooks trying to climb up, Harvard would move himself as he comes face-to-face with them. "So we're all in agreement you guys stay alive, right? No self-sacrificing stuff or anything?" He'd ask, trying to check on their mentality. The two were quick on nodding in agreement, letting him breathe a sigh of relief. "Good. Last thing I want is for you guys to throw yourselves in a living death trap."
"Well... that, and the fact I'd rather live like an actual person." Envy would attach himself on the beast's feathers, his tar quickly sticking himself onto its body, acting as a personal pole to ensure others wouldn't fall out of Stolas. The boys were a bit confused by his statement, yet he continued. "See... When she was born, and when I was created, we were basically... prophesized at that very moment. We never really had a chance to go outside and do normal kid things. My own pops would coop me inside his castle and wait until the very moment for me to assassinate Tsukiya. Never a chance to talk with others, nor a chance to see the sun for myself..." He'd bow his head as he looked down onto the denizen.
Tsukiya would nod in response to Envy's words. "And my pops wanted to make me stronger to 'defy the prophecy' and 'change fate for the better.' Never even got a chance to play or make new friends! It's work, work, work 24/7 in my place." She'd pipe up, giggling a bit as she'd revel in her unserious viewpoint. The children were beginning to be a bit disturbed at how positive she was behaving, despite the fact of what she said felt like hell to experience. The three boys turned towards Stolas for any input, yet all the avian did was shook his head and gestured a chop on his own neck, letting them know it was not worth it. "What about you guys? Have you ever gotten a chance to go out and do stuff?"
The children looked amongst one another, before Harvard decide to pitch up. "Weeeeeeeeeell... We might have SOMETHING!" He'd slur such a word just long enough for them to have their attention snagged, as he'd attempt to explain everything they've done.
FWOOSH!!!
A massive flame overtook the forest, shooting upwards and striking at Stolas' eyes, prompting the Behemoth to tumble and cease any stories from being told. As the group hung on to its feathers, they could see from the deep foliage of an attack. Two soldiers going at each other, one of which with a large barrel of a gun firing off, another darting around each branch like a madman. Two more were visible on the farther ends, one with a black cane and a silver skull in its hilt, another with a device strapped onto their arm, flipping a few switches to cast out another heavy flame to incinerate the forest around them. Even though the demon itself was immune to the damage and heat, the flames striking its eyes were more than enough to deter it, causing it to lose balance and scrape itself across the ruined landscape. Everyone atop of the Demon struggled to keep themselves up, as they'd try to dodge and weave from the enemies projectiles: Fire, Ice, Bullets, and what looked to be Darts were thrown on both sides. Harvard would cast a spell to create an appendage, a spring-like hand that extended down to the ground and pushed them up.
Fleisher's.
As he lifted the beast again, one of the assailants would take a precise aim towards Harvard, a bullet fired and hitting him into his head. While the damage barely phased the boy, it was quick on casting an illusion on his mind. Back in the box again, falling down from an immeasurable height, slashes being made against his skin as it phased through his own prison. The boy struggled to move around and try to change his fate, yet it was no use. It was playing the exact same way, down to his potential demise at the bottom.
SHIKK!!!
His body was pierced through, a spell was casted to break through the illusion, de-spelling the sequence. One of his friends was quick enough to stab through the child and grab one of his cards, playing it just in time before he was about to be murdered by the trick. "You alright, Harvard??" Zazel asked, as he'd try to keep the monstrous Stolas safe, having it dodge against the bombardment from below.
"Yeah, Thanks man!" The boy would respond as he'd be quick in regenerating from his wounds, as he'd relay what occurred. "You know that Contract guy in Khepros? Someone down there has that in gun form! Avoid ANY of those bullets at ALL COSTS!" His warning would be proven as the man shot another bullet this time aiming at the beast. Harvard was able to see his eyes grow blank during the illusion, as it began to plummet. He knew that if they crashed into the warzone, casualties can occur, including the deaths of the prophesized children of Kings. In mere moments, he'd cast his sigil, tossing it down to the ashy ground, taking Stolas as cost, as he'd see one of his cards began to react, angered that it wasn't able to be summoned fully. Abiding by its call, Harvard would toss that monster straight into the seal, dead center of it all. A massive green light blasted from the marking, catching the attention of everyone around.
A Monster was being summoned.
A Mad cackle was heard as it was trying to claw its way to their realm, the earth bending itself.