Thread:DragonNinja01/@comment-38036641-20191203205125/@comment-36159587-20191209234118

At this point, Rai wasn't sure whether the person firing the gun was trying to help him/them or trying to kill him. Here came a creature he recognized sucked people's magic up, and he was a mortal with potential bits of magic, and a deity who (was thankfully not crying) may or may not know how to fight if it came to it.

Ugh.

Rai's impressions of the CDs were not being helped at the moment, but judging from Oganesson's observant nature and leadership demeanor (not charisma, ugh), the young man could infer that the oil-dripping entity was the ringleader of this group of corrupted deities.

So, if he had to try to attack, he'd start his death charge towards Oganesson.

Then again, he didn't doubt djinns were much faster than he.

Well, double ugh, or whichever ugh he was on at this point. And plus a "I hate this world" and a "I hate myself for my bad decision skills", and a "I hate those stupid robots trying to kill me".

And why was Oganesson having that magic-sucking monster investigate a person/people who hid in a bush instead of that clear origin point of whomever was shooting at their people???

Hey, uh, he started quietly, telepathically, to Echo, hoping it'd work again. His telepathy was more based off of technology than anything else, so it wouldn't be detectable by anyone else, but it had a risk factor of the signal not going through. ''Magic-sucking monster coming on over. Get ready to fight or run, whichever you're better at. I trust in your judgment maybe.''