359 made it up to the front where the other gears were carrying out her orders. Bits of frozen demon littered the now-wrecked garden like gargoyle shards, but melted quickly into goopy acidic mess. The Head Klokateer decided she'd do the most damage if she drew forces away from the wall the same as she'd done back in the trees. She carved out a spot and began to slaughter the forces who were just out of the liquid nitrogen's reach.
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Charles saw it coming and he ran but he wasn't quick enough to have any impact on the outcome. "Teja!" His twin blades sliced through the thing's neck in rapid succession to sever it in two places, and it slumped over. That didn't change the fact that Teja was dead. "Fuck!" he growled out with bared teeth. It was the first time today that Charles Foster Offdensen looked genuinely angry. His strength was renewed in fury. Teja might as well be his son- and they'd killed him. They really shouldn't have done that. Whether or not he was coming back.