Mistral

Before the two could react to the sudden appearance from Herobrine, the two let out a shocked yelp before pain coursed through their bodies. "O-Ow! What are you doing Herobrine!? Quit it!" Valfiel yelled out as both of them seemed to be in pain which pissed her off since her sister must be experiencing the same bit of pain, and Elyzia also seemed angered since her sister must be feeling the same pain.

Selena however, was very pissed off. Her energy was soon making itself known as she began to cause clouds to form above and caused it to snow. "S-Selena? You look very pissed off..." He was actually more scared of her than Herobrine at the moment. She glared daggers at Vargas before speaking. "I am just going to kill him! I knew bringing him along would be a bad idea! But now we have a reason to beat him up!" She actually stood on top of Vargas who quickly looked down. Selena gathered a massive amount of ice energy in her sword Lexida before jumping off of Vargas.

Vargas decided to stand back for now, ice and water never truly mixed and he was not going to be caught in her rage. Selena soon landed rather gracefully despite her rather pissed of features. This was going to get cold...

Herobrine quickly released Valfiel and Elyzia, he then fell to the floor in pain with his hands on his head. The demon inside of him was trying to escape, energy began to escape from Herobrine and form a demon.

The demon was now fully formed, Herobrine was now unconscious. Even though the demon had now escaped, Herobrine kept all of his demonic powers but he lost all of his demonic energy.

"I-I think the demon was controlling Herobrine..." Rosa stuttered

Owru looks down at the sisters.

"Are you two okay," she asks, before glancing over to see Herobrine and the demon, and then Mal who looks completely unfazed by the beast.

"Hah! A demon, if we had a vampire and a few ghouls we would have a regular monster mash up in here," he says, ceasing his juggling as he looks up at the demon. He then shrugs shaking his head. "Though, am I so desperate to scrape the very bottom of the barrel in power?"

"Oh shit."
The demon that was apparently residing in Herobrine was now unleashed. They could not make out any specific details other than it's your generic demon, taller than a regular human, with black fur, sharp canine teeth and horns. Other than that, they did not bother to analyse it. "Oh yeah?" muttered Max in response to Rosa. "I thought he was just having a bad hair day."
The tension between them and Herobrine had finally snapped when Selena started to attack Herobrine. Adam would leap up into the air and slash downwards on the demon's head. Given the nature of the sword, if it hit, it would cause severe burns and cause the cut to slowly eat away at the demon. Max would proceed to punch the demon in the gut with his bionic arm. Fancy would leap past the demon's left side and slash at his arm, hopefully disabling it. Jack would spend his turn rummaging through his backpack, looking for something that could vaguely be used against a demon.

As the sisters were freed from the grasp of Herobrine, Elyzia suddenly lost consciousness as her energy was drained from her body. Being the less energetic of the two, she did not do well with a loss of energy. "Sis!? SIS!?" Valfiel exclaimed as she dragged her sister away from the demon.

Selena probably even more mad began to channel all her magic into her sword. "You are going to pay for this Herobrine...after I crush your demon I am going to slap some sense into you..."

Vargas actually decided to let his ally do the fighting. Because she looked very pissed off now.

Herobrine slowly began to regain conciousness, when he finally did, he get up and walked over to Selena. Herobrine grabbed Selena's sword, absorbed some of the energy inside of it, Herobrine pointed his left arm at the demon, and a black icicle shot from his arm and hit the demon in the eye making if collapse, Herobrine then walked over to the demon. Herobrine stopped right next to the demon and stomped on its skull, crushing it and killing the demon. The demon began to dizolve into demonic energy, Herobrine then began to absorb the energy. Herobrine then began to walk over to Elyzia and Valfiel.

Rosa hid behind Vargas during the battle against the demon.

After witnessing what was a rather anti-climatic resolution to a seemingly dire situation, Mal'kdet shakes furiously and grabs his head.

"W-what... WHAT!? No no no, you... you plebeian! Strike the iron while it is hot, not douse it with water," the jester shrilly roars, shaking his fists furiously, the lights behind his mask flaring. He then points accusingly at Herobrine. "Do you know nothing of theatrical etiquette!?"

Owru blinks as she stares at Mal, unable to really grasp what he is exactly going on about.

"W-what ar-," she begins before Mal'kdet holds an open palm towards her, rubbing the bridge of his nose, if he had one anyways, before snapping his finger and looking up as if he had a divine epiphany. Suddenly the mouth of the creature's masklike face opens wide, as a ripple is sent throughout the entire tower. All the residual energy of the fallen creatures escapes their corpses like a dark red steam, the bodies withering away to dust in the process, and the energy swarms around Mal'Kdet like a series of black eels before slamming into the gateway, supercharging it, causing it to darken and emit a loud resonating whoosh. After a brief silence it then starts to suck in everything around it, starting with minor debris. It slowly increases in magnitude, loose bricks beginning to fly into it. "Ah! What did you do!?"

"Well, since somebody decided to stab the fun piñata too early, how about we skip the boring song and dance and go on to the next act? You have a few seconds until the place implodes," Mal responds, waving his hand, before nonchalantly jumping backwards into the portal and saluting them as he's sucked into it. "You're welcoooooome!"

"Why did yo-," Owru begins to mutter, dumbfounded, before being sucked inside herself rather quickly, not helping that she was completely unprepared for this.

"No, don't absorb it!" yelled Max, as Herobrine resorted to sucking the demon back up. "If you have a chance to get rid of that thing, don't welcome it back in!"
"Dude," said Fancy. "It's dead. If he killed it, that might mean he's his own master instead of that thing."
The Robloxian would glare at Fancy, his momentary rage fuelled by adrenalin subsiding. It would seem the jester named Mal was also rather vexed at the anti-climactic fight. So much so that he did.... something before leaping into the portal. They were unsure as to what he did, apart from now, they've got only a few seconds before the entire tower implodes on itself.
"Okay, let's not mess about," said Adam very quickly. "Max, you throw us into the portal and jump in afterwards."
Max, only briefly stunned at Adam's sudden assertiveness, would proceed to grab each of the Chosen Few and throw them through the portal. "Let's not goof around, guys," he would yell at the others as he leapt with Hulk-like strength through the portal.

Selena was probably going to stab Herobrine with her sword with the glare she gave him when he touched her sword. However in a rather quick encounter Herobrine killed the demon, and began to walk to the two sisters. Still pissed off Selena began to march to him while Valfiel glared death at him. "Come any closer and I will introduce your face with my fist! Ain't got enough energy so you wanna get seconds huh!? Well you can eat my fist if you want!" She yelled at him but then...this happened.

Turning to face the jester as he began to roar at Herobrine. What the heck was that? A demon that snuck on top of the tower? But in a moment the being overloaded the gateway and the entire area was about to implode from what the being said. The toons already managed to get into the portal however there was a few problems. They had one unconscious person, one scardy cat, one who could not fly, and one bull headed guy who would probably try and absorb the energy.

Vargas narrowed his eyes as he only had a few second before letting out a might shout. "Duryaaaaaaaaah!" Without having to say anything because the situation spoke for itself. He picked up Rosa and slung her over his shoulder. Running forward at top speeds, he picked up Selena from behind and slung her over his shoulder. "Vargas!?" She yelped in surprise as she was thrown on his shoulder. Running over to Herobrine and the three sisters he picked up Elyzia first and put Valfiel on his shoulder before grabbing Herobrine by the collar and plopping him on his shoulders as well. "Are you kidding me Vargas!? You can make it to the portal with all of us on you!?" Selna exclaimed however he just laughed. "Nope, I intend to have everyone on my shoulders and make it to the portal!" He spoke before rushing over to the surprised Owru and placed her on his shoulder. "Everyone hold on tight! This is gonna cut is close!" Vargas yelled at the entire place was soon being sucked into the gateway. "Soar! My wings of fire!" He soon raised a fair of red fiery wings and took to the skies and he rushed to the portal.

With the entire area collapsing and the gateway ready to impode the only sound everyone heard was the yells of Vargas as yelling really helped him go faster. "HWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" And as the Gateway was ready to implode with one final burst of speed he zoomed right into the portal as the sound of the implosion echoed behind them as they safely made it into the portal.

Before Herobrine was picked up by Vargas he held his hands out which both had large orbs of dark energy, "Here have all of your dark energy back, you can have more if you want-" Herobrine said before he was picked up by Vargas.

Rosa squeaked when Vargas picked her up.

The return to mistral...

“Yeah...I still find it odd that a God would ask us for assistance. Still, if What Maxwell says is true she could rebuild Grand Gaia...But, that’s enough thinking from me. We are back in Mistral everyone! Brings back memories like the time at that tower...I cut it close there...I can almost remember it like yesterday. Fun times, let’s hope we don’t run into Kira this time around. He won’t be assisting us this time around probaly.” Vargas spoke as they arrived back in the Mistral region.

They had a ways to go to reach St.Lamia, but for now they could start eliminating any hostiles in the area. ”Many places bring back old memories...Still remember old freinds. I remember meeting a fiery woman who used to beat me in battle when I was younger. She ended up giving me a special gift when we became allies against the gods...Agh...I sound like an old man! I still have many years ahead of me!” The fiery headed warrior shook his head to erase the image of an older version of himself.

Special gift? Skitters looks in curiousity at the fiery swordsman.

"Old man? Funny coming from one who still seems quite young," she says with a giggle, squinting her eyes and holding her hands over where her mouth would be. "Then again, I suppose I'm not a good judge for age, as I've forgotten even my own!" she continues, bonking her own head playfully. "Oh! But do go on, I do love a story! Um, and Skitters is curious about that gift."

Skitters, infuriated, flails her paws at Owru. Do that only do that when I want you to! Don't just... blurt out everything I'm thinking! Owru's eyes open wide and her antennae stand up straight, before cowering as if she had been verbally chastised.

"S-sorry..!"

The band of misfits would blink and look around them. That was funny. Weren't they in Agni a moment ago? They put it down to whatever they were drinking on their way to Mistral.
"Oh trust me, lad," John would say to Vargas as he attributed his recollection of his past to old age. "I must be about 70 or 80 years older than you. I've experienced more wars than you could possibly live through. Back in my time of living, we had none of those electric transformers or digital televisions. Although I was only able to live up to the age of 18 due to, er, fraternal difficulties," (as he says so, he would briefly exchange glances with his now deathly silent brother), "I must act as if I was in my 60s."
"I agree," smirked Max. "Sometimes he acts like our grandpa."
"Exactly! I hear other of the deceased claim that death is but a sleep, and, spiritually, this is possibly true. In my opinion, however, it is finally waking up to the world around you. It's amazing how inefficient a bag of grey tissue is for thinking, if you don't mind me saying."
The gang would take in their surroundings yet again. Back in Mistral, where lied the Tower of Maxwell. Last time they were there, it exploded, so they were not sure whether it had been rebuilt or left in it's damaged state. It was about time to find out.

Just hearing the skeletons say they were just near a decade older then him did not help. If he was that young and they were that old...Please don’t let him be reborn as an old man skeleton...He better make his youth last as long as possible!

Speaking off topic now...It seemed Orwu and...Skitters? That was the name of the Racoon beast? Well regardless they were curious about his gift he received. ”Well, I got some time before we arrive to the tower. Well then, I’ll tell you about the gift I received and the story behind it...Rather, I’ll also show you it.” Vargas spoke as he gave a firm nod. After speaking, a pair of red fiery wings appeared on his back.

”When I was much younger and still an inexperienced fighter always training myself...I still consider myself lacking in experience these days...Anyways, When I was young I won many battles back in my days before the war of the gods began. Ever since I was a kid, my father had saved me from a beast and I watched him slay such a massive beast withot any trouble. Ever since then I wanted to be a knight like my father.”

”Anyways, one day I came across a strange swordswoman who challenged me to a duel. For the first time starting out, I had found my match...Or rather an opponent who was more better than me. Our duel was intense, however ultimately I was beaten. After that, I disappeared to undergo intense training by myself to become a wanderer.”

”Well, ever since that day I heard that woman was looking for me for another re-match...Of course we could never do that since the war of the gods happened. After my intense training, I immediantly took to the front lines and began to fight the gods head on. It was a few brutal years of battle, however I found myself in the middle of the God army along with the Gods themselves. I was terribly injured, and I thought I died in battle until I heard a familiar voice. That swordwoman’s voice...She gave me these wings as a gift, and my life returned once more but I never saw or heard from her again.”

”In the end, I encountered an unknown knight...And dueled him since he was after my life. I though I was slain but I was mortally wounded instead...All I know was...These wings and my sword have set my soul ablaze with a passion for battle. I will not forget that swordwoman who bestowed these red hot wings to continue my fight. And that I guess is the story about my gift.” Vargas finished speaking with a final nod and smile.

For all he knows, she probably traded her life for his, Skitters thought, shaking her head. Owru glances back, a bit of a concerned look in her eyes. Still, suppose what my body needs is simply an intense situation like that to really awaken the physical side of my metamorphosis.

"Well, listen to you, sounds almost like you are a fanboy of sorts," Mal comments with a laugh.

"Who knows what the future holds, maybe you'll get the chance to return the favor someday, Owru says, squinting her eyes in an attempt to convey a smile.

They would listen to Vargas' story. When he was getting to grips with combat, a far more experienced swordswoman challenged him to an evidently one-sided duel, which set the young warrior onto training himself further. He fought in the war against the Gods and nearly died if it hadn't been for deus ex machina in the form of the swordswoman granting him the wings of fire and a sword. So that was the gift he mentioned before.
"Very well told, Vargas," said John. "It seems you were chosen on that battlefield as hero material. Any other sod on the battlefield would have been mowed down and that would've been the end of him, but you got a second chance. In a sense, me and Adam were also given a second chance, probably because we were a pair of arrogant aristocrats who did not see the big picture, and, I don't mind telling you this, were unjustly murdered by our fellow brother. Perhaps we were given an opportunity to make a fresh start and, if possible, to kill the bastard whenever we can. You see, there are higher beings that elect the likes of us, so I expect you are grateful."
The Chosen Few had something else on their mind. They knew next time the Darkness were not going to settle their footholds in as a conspicuous location as in Agni. They might emerge in high-climbing forests or even underground where no-one could find them. Although they were certain that, since an army of Darklings couldn't push over a stack of matches, the residents of Grand Gaia could hold off the demons, they also know it was their job to tear down the portals themselves, because as ineffectual as the Army is, they have certain elite demons capable to wiping out entire armies. The Darkness have got contacts with some very powerful entities, some thousands of years old, like a mafia godfather who "knows a guy" called The Butcher. It was only a matter of time.

Vargas smiled brightly as he heard his compatriots speak to him. Orwu giving him a smile and telling him he could repay the favor, and John telling him he was given a chance at Another life. Along with a bit of backstory about him and Adam getting a second life as well. ”All your guys words are going to make me blush! Come on...But I agree, I always look to the future. With this second life I was given I have the gods more of a reason to fear my name! And now I still continue to protect Grand Gaia to this day...And yes, I admire my father. He is still more stronger than me no doubt...But I’m going to live up to a knights expectations.” He gave a firm nod as he continued to walk.

Soon enough, they spotted the tower that had once been destroyed. Restored after Kira destroyed it. It was almost if nothing ever happened in the first place...Pretty amazing to fix the whole area...Still, they had their way to St. Lamia now.

"And here I was worried I'd end up with the bill," the jester jokes with a laugh, looking at the renewed tower.

"Wonder if we'll have to fight through the guards again," Owru says, pondering.

Skitters stares silently. Seriously? You know this person and they don't even bother to turn off security? Ughhh... of course not, silly me! That'd make too much sense! Rolling her eyes she continues towards the tower, sighing.

"Looks like someone's having a bad fur day," Mal quips, following along. Owru follows behind as well looking back to the others.

"Y'know... I... would have figured villains to be more... concerned about us gathering forces..?" She says, curling her antennae into question marks.

"Amazing that Maxwell took the time to rebuild the tower," quipped Fancy.

"Yeah, considering that it has no apparent purpose whatsoever," replied Max.

"I would have guessed that Maxwell could easily rebuild the damn thing," muttered John.

Lo and behold, the tower stood just as it had before the astral jester blew it up in a fit of rage. Hopefully Maxwell would have cut out the demon armies so they could get to her quicker.

John turned to Owru when she mentioned the absence of the Darkness. "I would not think they would be so hasty as to approach a Creator," said John. "Beings of shadow tend to not mix well with those of Order. A Darkling would evaporate if it got within twenty yards of a Creator. No, I bet they're bidding their time." As he said this, he would continue walking towards the tower, tailed by his four amigos.

As the group arrived at the tower, Sadly for them there was monsters and small creatures waiting for them. However there was far less amounts of them. They seemed to be wild monsters making this place their nest, so they were not exactly guards of this tower...More like freeloaders who defended the tower to live in it.

It may even have been safe to assume that most of the creators inside the tower were just wild monsters, the real guard of the tower may have been the mechanical machine that was destroyed. But at the moment, they had a much less fierce fight ahead of them, just a handful of monsters to deal with.

”A quick warm up, But if they are worried of getting close to a creator then it’s safe to assume they may be regrouping to do something about her. Or at the very least work around her...Anyways, once we use that portal on the top we will be in St. Lamia! Very quick to use portals to get around!” The fiery headed warrior nodded as he charged forward at the small groups of monsters scattered around heading for the stairs.