Joshua was sipping on his coffee, a relaxing evening as he sat by the rooftop of his base.

Azteris Suicide Division Rogues are about to undergo an Evolution.

Will you allow it?

Azterian Rogues will gain access to Void Dancer abilities.

The Thunder Prince awaits the roar of their lightning.

Demon's Bane is readying their ascension to special class.

Demons' Bane evolution to Daemon Punisher.

The One Eyed Emperor smirks to your choice.

Joshua spat out his coffee at the sight of it.

"Raizel."

"yes, Lord? Oh my, why did you spill your coffee? What did you see that made you so alerted?" Joshua pointed to the menu that popped up in front of him.

"Ah.. The Void Dancers... Wait... This is the familiar of the Rogues of Azteris correct? Void Dancer!? That's a cut above Void Dagger! And... Daemon Punisher?! I've not seen these two in the Lord's for a while."

"So... Is this good?"

"Very. For Void Dancers are essentially those that use the powers of the rift. They travel in the void, channeling energies from a separate plane of existence. They also bear the black and white lightnings... Two elements of the lightning that can only be harnessed by a certain few. Ah.. Now I see why. It seems that your familiars are willing to grant these abilities."

"Wait, can they do that?"

"I believe so.... Ah now I see... Those three are not simple Familiars." Joshua looked at another menu.

The Reports of The Three.

By observing the Lord of Thorns.

They have come to gather the following.

The Lord of Thorns is a lost lamb. Lost in many things, and yet. The lamb does not give in to fate's ploy or Fate's request to his death.

The Lord of Thorns is merciless to his enemies but merciful to many. Particularly those outside of this world.

The Lord of Thorns is a compassionate individual who has been hurt and uses the pain as a means to fuel his strength.

The Three have agreed to bestow you their true names.

The One Eyed Emperor : The Lord of Ravens, Bileygr.

The Thunder Prince : The Lightning Lord, Vingthor

Tyrant Trickster : The Blade Tyrant, Lopt.

Bestowing their name to you, means absolute loyalty and unlocks their powers to the fullest. They are a class of Ancients, one that has gone to slumbering and only recently awakened by the Supreme God Lucius and Supreme God Etana along with the blessing of The Avatar of Destruction, Kael Webster.

You now are able to awaken slumbering ancients with your points.

The Bileygr, Vingthor, Lopt made their appearance before Joshua, dignified and smiling to him. Where they took off their helmets. Lopt had Joshua's face but even more sharper features, an air of charm around the deceptive figure. Vingthor was a bearded man who took on Rayland's appearance but was even more muscular than his brother was. Bileygr had the face of Joshua's father,Bruce. Only if Bruce was built like a viking who wielded a spear and had ravens flying to his side. Bileygr had the biggest beard of them all with his hair braided while Vingthor had thick mane for hair and a beard that was not as glorious like Bileygr, better that than the clean shave that Lopt had.

"So about Daemon Punisher... What's that about?" Bileygr chuckled as he put a cigar to his lip, where a chair slid under the bulking figure taking the seat.

"Well, Lord of Thorns. It's basically a step above Daemon. Daemon punishers are basically humans who walk in the realm of demons, powers of the many elements. Hell fire to turn their foes to ash, a white flame that freezes their enemies. A green flame that melts their enemies in acid and a blue flame that scorches them in darkness. Such is their powers. Their flames used to lit for hatred for demons, but now. They will smite their foes because of their duty to you, Lord of Thorns." Bileygr said with a chuckle, as the cigar lit itself for him to take a few puffs from it.

"Then the Void Dancers? Vingthor?"

"Lightning... They dance in the rifts with their lightning. Their blades are as sharp as Thorns, they can send lightning bolts at will to their enemies. I gave them that because I deemed them worthy for the lightning. The black and white lightning is temperamental, it chooses its master. And as I watched them fight, the Rogues would do well with such powers." Vingthor said as Joshua thought about it.

"I approve of it." Joshua said where by another alert popped up.

Confirmed.

Demon's Bane shall turn to Daemon Punishers.

Rogues will become Void Dancers.

Meanwhile back by the East footing of Lunaria.

During the fight, Xander 311 was firing his rifle at the newly identified enemy. The Howling Beauty fired off a railgun at his direction, where Xander dodged the attack, but the round was going to hit a civilian. He made a mistake, he should have stayed. An explosion occurred where the Howling Beauty began howling at the sight.

Whereby the smoke cleared, seeing Victor 91 with his knife. Seeing the black and white lightning circling his arms. The civilians behind him were safe, but there was something different in the glow of the eyes of Victor 91. Even his armor had streaks of lightning being emitted from limbs.

"I'll handle them, Xander. Go with the others!" Xander 311 nodded, running off to the others. Where Howling Beauty began to fire off missiles from the ports on the hindlegs. Victor 91 held his knife, then he vanished from the Howling Beauty's sensors. Victor 91 looked at his environment, it was all in black and white, he felt the amassing surge of energy in his veins and into his suit.

"A power entrusted to you, with approval of your lord." Victor 91 heard the voice of the Thunder Prince reach his ears.

"What kind of power is this?"

"The kind that will allow you to end your foes. Do what you need to do, 91."

"Thank you." Victor 91 said as he stepped out where the rift brought him right behind Howling Beauty. Her tail had a blade that began to lash around his area, the tail blade hit Victor 91 but he phased through it where he slashed the tail off. Only to be kicked away back by the Howling Beauty. She opened up her hatch a little as she grabbed the rail gun to take aim. This time more War Wolves began leaping over to Victor 91's position, so the rail gun needs time to be charged up. So the War Wolves were going to buy her time, it wasn't a weak trick but it also meant that she may be controlling these machines as she readied her weapon.

Victor 91 swapped the knife to his left hand, a reverse grip as a War Wolf leaped to strike him. The knife cut through it, leaving behind black lightning marks all over the War Wolf that was cut in half. The railgun fired, seeing Victor 91 punched the ground. Creating a lightning barrier that detonated the projectile before reaching him. Using the smoke as cover, entering the Rift one more time. The rift was comfortable, something akin to a playground for him.

The other Rogues must feel at home just being here. It was like their training ground, fun running everywhere. That was the best part of it, feeling the speed in his legs. He was more nimbler than before, this was a great feeling. Stepping out of the rift, as the railgun fired at close range. Victor 91 slashed the front right leg off the Howling Beauty's machine. The smoke gave her time, where the smoke blocked his vision. Victor 91 watched as Howling Beauty left, leaving her machine behind. Seeing her ride on the back of another War Wolf. She howled at him, then she left with the War Wolves. That was a lucky break, Victor 91 was thinking that if he didn't have this power. The fight may have gone far more differently. Though the ones in the sky seemed to be having fun.

The Nightwing trio faced off against the Flying Beauties, their shots were matching each other right down to the millimeter. The three were matching each other in terms of shots. Nightwing One drew his blade to fly in close, where the Flying Beauty did the same. Their knives made contact and so they locked eyes. Even matching them. Nightwing two fired his rifle at the wings another one of the Flying Beauty. Nightwing Three was spreading out his flares to match the third Flying Beauty. Dodging her missiles and rockets, firing his rifle to blow up a few of the missiles.

"Damn, this is Nightwing Three. These enemy units got us busy. No close air support available guys!"

"This Blue Python Leader, I can't provide any sniping support either. Can't aim when those birds are flying too fast. We'll focus on covering everyone else. You handle those three!" Nightwing Three dodged the missiles, firing a shot that clipped the third Flying Beauty's wings.

"Sparrow 3, disengage." The First Flying Beauty grabbed the third.

"One. We have to stop them. They're dangerous!"

"Not now. We'll have to go." The Three Flying Beauties flew away, where the bombardment ceased.

"Enemy's retreating. Nightwing One, do we pursue?"

"No. There's a lot more that needs to be done. We need to remove the safety limiters of the War Wings... They're holding back... Wait... Shit." They detected missiles coming from the distance.

"Blue Python, confirming multiple missiles inbound! No data, expect them to be ballistic missiles!"

"Got it. All teams firing into the target!" They kept on firing their weapons at the oncoming missiles. The Nightwings were firing at the missiles, when they exploded they left shrapnel on the ground.

"Watch the distance! We better make sure those damn things don't blow up near the town! We got people taking refuge here!" They were going to have to hold on with what they could. Where the Demon's Bane members, now as Daemon Punishers began to create white flames that would create barriers for the civilians that was in the town.

"Damn it! We may not make it!" Xander 311 said, only to see Joshua standing by their side, summoning Ronin who appeared with his beast and bird by his side.

"The missiles. I don't have much but whatever that you need."

"Consider this for free." Ronin spoke as he drew his blade, destroying the missiles in one single swing then turning to Joshua.

"Call me Seijuro. I heard that you have another Ronin by your side. That's just a nickname I had in the past." Ronin vanished as the Daemon Punishers stopped their flames, where team Victor arrived. The newly made Void Dancers, their armor had changed to follow their body shape.

"We underestimated them. Now they've got missiles... This may be tougher from us to deal with." Joshua said as he turned to his other Familiars who knelt before him.

"Thanks for holding them off. Looks like even we got some ways to go before we're ready to take them on." Joshua said as he looked around at the destruction around him. Just trying to be at peace with all that he's seen. The damage here was comparable to what had happened in Mulligan and that bothered him greatly. Clenching his fists.

The longer this war goes on, the worse it gets. Even the Venerators that came from a mix of ranks could barely handle them. The power of the Outsider in question was far more dangerous than he had dealt with.. Just what were they after. Yet, to Joshua. The thought of Iacus losing his home was enough to spur his anger in gear. This was evil, the attacks were relentless and the cadavers of the civilians that was left all around here. Just another case similar to Mulligan. Joshua needed to bring his Familiars back from their other jobs. He'd need his Ancients. He'd need all of them to come back and prepare for another fight.

A conquest would be necessary here, but Joshua had doubts if he can go through this unscathed. Seijuro had given him a free sword attack, but he needed to make sure they were all ready for this. Despite the increase in numbers, would he be able to handle everything else from here on out? That was another question that Joshua was unsure if he could answer.