Suddenly, Geralt found himself in some kind of battlefield, war machines that he couldn’t describe roamed the lands, obliterating foes within their wake before inevitabley being destroyed by yet another war machine. It appeared even in the future war continued to ravaged the horizon...
before he knew it, his foes had called forth three of his soldier up to attack him with odd weapons. Preparing for a magical attack, he incited the ancient tongue of the elves.
“Quen!”
Suddenly, a vibrating and flexible shield was briefly cast over him, obscuring him like he was being seen through a raging waterfall. The bluest landed on the barrier before being plunked out like pennies the way they came. Now it was Witcher’s turn.
His trusty sword in hand, he gave a circular swing to slice at the men who had shot at him, hoping to fatally slice them. All the while, he kept that mysterious vial in his hands.
.....
Grinning under his ninja garb, the blue haired boy huffed in satisfaction. NOW it was going somewhere. He saw the laser turn around, meaning to fire it yet again. Having learned his lesson after his last transformation was defeated, he leaped up before it had a chance to fire, making a few hand signs as he did so. Before he could land on the egg mobile, another one of Eggman’s minions appeared, firing a blast of energy that shot right through his chest! ...Or so it would seem.
*Poof!*
a small mechanical dummy of Kei had replaced Kei’s position in the attack, being destroyed instead. Kei, who now appeared behind the buzz bomber, slashed down, carving it down the middle. The twin to the robot that replaced him orbited him as he struck down from the sky to impail Eggman whilst he was openly exposed from the air!
