*within Leo's mind Hunhow speaks* You cannot escape. I have tasted the reservoir of the blood of these so called dragons... your Nohrian reign ends here. *He activates a Dragon Vein and more sentient, skeletal machinations rise form the ground*

My energy is fading, I will return but I am every where. *he fades away as well of his machinations*

Goro Akechi... the bastardized son of a corrupt political figure. My children, strip his flesh down to the bones so he will be one of us. *his machinations rushes at him*

*one of the machinations starts to glow red* Interesting... these specimens are more interesting that I thought of... *the remaining four vanishes*

I am Hunhow of what the Yharnamite speaks of. Shame that your "technology" is below my... expectations. I had to take liberties of creating my bones, to hunt down those who plot and planned to defy me. My Conculysts, find these humans, rip their beating hearts from their chests.... *the t.v. blows up and six mechanical and bony machinations barges in ready to fight*

*the image of man burned alive is shown in the t.v.* What simpleminded bags of flesh.

I am Hunhow. Sentient destroyer of worlds, and that who is fighting your lord is my proxy Shadow. And who are you view me as a thing... you ugly witch! Shadow, conserve your power for later. The annihilation of these putrid insects is still ongoing. The next time we cross blades Surtr, Shadow's rage will burn you to nothing. <i>Shadow's rage radiates like smoke chocking those who have witnessed him, as he nods to his master's demands, he vanishes away</i> Shadow: This one will remain... unpunished... <i>Within Askr, the many Battalysts and Conculysts who attacked the kingdom soon jettisoned to the sky where it reverts back to a clear blue some hundred remain to finish the job</i> Hunhow: As for you... I will not be as merciful like I was to thee Orokin or the wretched Tenno. My fragments who remains, terraform the lands leave no soul unscathed.<div class='edited'>(edited by Hunhow)</div>

<i>the voice in the sword laughs maliciously as his proxy continues to fight Surtr</i> ???: I do admire that tenacity, but like the short sighted Orokin your lust for conquest will be your inevitable down fall. Continue shattering my fragments, they will only become stronger. <i>One of the Sentient's fragments, a Conculyst continues to bat down the Alatreon, breaking it's horns and wings. In Askr, one of the ranged Battalyst quivers as it's core glow from a cyan to a blood red.</i> ???: Enough my fragments. These warriors are unfit for my endless dominion... terraform this waste of a land. <div class='edited'>(edited by Hunhow)</div>

<i>as both the royals of Askr and Mespull examined the sky turned red of blood and hoards of the robots descends from the sky while warrior in black and red manifests infront of Surtr in a cloud of smoke. His sword made of bone and metal and it's core glows red with wrath as he aims it to him and spoke with authority</i> ???: The blood Nifl is on your hands. Did you really think there would be no repercussions? <i>The machines springs to life and are prepared to fight</i><div class='edited'>(edited by Hunhow)</div>

<i>The mysterious invader let's the machines attack the royals, their movements jitters and contorts with unnatural speeds</i> ???: Shadow prove these insects of my power. As for you Surtr, my mind, my rules. Your Orokin like anthem dies here, and with it, your infantile consciousness! Shadow: Your sentence is death! <i>Shadow begins to attack Surtr with his razor sharp yet organic like sword, Shadow's strength is beyond that of Surtr's and with every strike is the screams of the murdered souls. As for Askr, Anna, Sharena, and Alfonse are out numbered no matter how many they fall more and more continues to rise</i>