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Just after leaving Sigyn and the others behind, Theoric flys to the acropolis, towards Athena's temple.

Silently descending through the opening in the roof, he spots a defeated Thena surrounded by Deviants. Held by a big grey 4 armed Deviant just in front of a dark pink fully armored leader.

Creating a series of swords, he attacks as the leader raises his, pelting them all down.

All except the big guy who didn't even flinch as they shattered against him, and the leader whose armor held strong but still lost his footing, falling back from the impact.

Following up on his attack, Theoric headed for Thena but had to reevaluate when the big guy remained unfazed. Powering up his fist with energy, Theoric slammed it right into grey one's surprised face when Metabo looked back to see what was the cause of the event and the bothersome itch.

Hitting him square on, blowing the big guy away, Theoric followed through sending out an orange-sized fist that kept pushing him farther away, catching Thena as she fell.

"Who dares?!" Shouted Kro angrily, scrambling to his feet along with a few others who managed to survive.

Keeping his eyes on the Deviants, Theoric heals her up a bit,- "Hey, you awake?"

Thena who was on the verge of passing out giving up all hope was suddenly filled with energy as her aching body swiftly recovered.

Looking up through once dreary eyes, she sees him, the man she never thought twice about after the first time they met. His undeniable charm did little to sway her opinion of the man when he came traipsing in with a group of beautiful women, including Athena's daughter. Earning only minor points for helping Bianca and her daughter Medusa. It wasn't until she listened in on him talking back to Athena did she grow interested, wondering exactly who he is and what he was about.

"Let me down," Thena said colder than she intended.

"Sure, no problem, now that your all better, mind telling me anything useful for that big guy over there," asked Theoric nodding towards the 4 arm Devant that was casually making his way back.

"He's powerful, no matter what I throw at him, he throws it right back, I have no idea how to or if he even can be harmed," Said a gloomy Thena.

Ignoring the raging Kro who was becoming incensed at being ignored, Theoric glanced at her for the first time, letting a "Wow," slip out without meaning to. Finding himself admiring a face that would put Aphrodite to shame.

She was simply stunning, a very aesthetically pleasing squarish face with a ruddy complexion and a beauty mark just above her right eyebrow that did nothing to diminish her looks. Standing at 5'7" tall with long light brown hair, small, almond-shaped light blue eyes, and a nice-looking nose. But the most defining feature was no doubt her lips, those big beautiful soft supple lips that just begged to be kissed.

"What?" She asked.

Clearing his throat he quickly turns away, embarrassed to be caught staring like he doesn't have a number of women already,- "Ahem, nothing, nothing, it seems they are out of patience, can you fight?" He asked trying to divert her attention.

Realizing what happened she blushed a little, having never experienced such a moment with a man. Then it dawned on her that she no longer had her mask on as she used telekinesis to pull the pieces of her mask over, reforming them back together, answering,- "Yes," as she placed it back on.

A mask she always wore for protection since learning of men's evil nature and the Olympian's evil deeds, intending to never show her face to any man she didn't love.

"THAT'S IT! You think you can come in here and ignore me like I'm nothing, Metabo! ATTACK! EVERYONE ATTACK! KILL THEM!" Kro yelled furiously at them having a moment. Whether because they were ignoring him or the fact that this stranger was so casually getting along with the woman who caught his eye, only he knew.

Anger however did not cloud Kro's judgment, this man was dangerous, and while it didn't seem like he was an Eternal considering their awkward interaction. They were now fighting two people with powerful abilities, and annoyingly enough, one could heal the other, and probably himself too. He was no longer going to risk capturing them, it was time to kill, ending them once and for all.

Metabo was the first to act, stomping his way to Theoric, looking for a bit of revenge.

Taking out his sword, Theoric's reminded by Thena,- "That won't work, I've already tried that, he seems to absorb all forms of damage and sends it back, I really don't know what we can do to him," she said dispiritedly.

Hearing the hopelessness in her voice, Theoric resheaths his sword, telling her,- "Why don't you take care of the grunts and let me worry about this guy."

Thena snorts as her hand goes up sending a beam straight past Metabo, wiping out the rest before he even reached them. All except their leader whose armor she couldn't penetrate, blowing him back off his feet once again, skidding along the floor until his head crashed into the wall, cracking it a bit.

"Well alright then, why don't you watch me fight him first and see if you can't think of something, and maybe jump in if things go south," he said while catching the big guy's charge by falling onto his back and using his feet to send him right on over.

Metabo angrily climbed back to his feet crushing the ground beneath his grip as he flung himself up with all 4 arms, straight back at Theoric who was coming up empty on what to do if what Thena said was true. Debating whether or not to test it, but didn't want to look like a fool for not believing in her.

Creating orange chains of energy, Theoric shot them at Metabo, intending to trap him, sending more and more as he broke right through them until they were face to face.

Looking up at the snarling menace, Theoric caught the first two arms that reached for him, glaring at each other hand to hand.

Smirking, Metabo brought his top pair down to grab his head but was surprised when they were caught by another pair of orange arms popping out of Theoric's back.

"You're not the only one with 4 arms," said Theoric grinning as Metabo scowled, struggling against one another, strength against strength.

At a disadvantage height-wise, Theoric had the worst of it as he tried to push up against his heavy foe.

Seeing that scowl turning around, Theoric clicked his tongue,- "Tch, so what if you have 4 arms, I have more," he said as two more grew out of his back, reaching around to grab the knees attempting to take out Metabo's legs.

Roaring angrily in Theoric's face, slobbers hitting against his skin shield which he was thankful to have. Metabo increased the pressure on his energy arms almost destroying them as they began to crack which caused him to pause his attack on the legs as he switched focus back to the arms to keep them from breaking.

Changing tactics, Metabo lifted his rock-hard head a little higher before bringing it down, headbutting Theoric right on top of the noggin, just as he was about to get back to sweeping the legs. Breaking right through his personal shield as his vision went white for a split second, completely dazing him.

Thena wincing on the side, feeling the hurt as it looked just as painful as it was, unsure if Theoric's head caved in or not from the blow. Wondering what on earth she was going to do if it had.

Capitalizing on Theoric's state, Metabo grabbed his head and shoulders, throwing a quick knee to his face which he just manages to block.

Throwing the knee back down, Theoric pushes the arms off him with a bit of energy force to help as he moved in unleashing a barrage of punches in retaliation. Forgetting what Thena said in the heat of the moment, having yet to experience it for himself.

Taking the blows in stride, absorbing the damage, Metabo counters with an uppercut using his bottom right arm. Nailing Theoric right in the midsection, sending everything he took, right back at him. Blasting a winded Theoric up off his feet and denting his armor, then using his upper arms to slam him right back down, face first, where he began pummeling into him.

Under a barrage of fists, Metabo let loose onto his back like a machine, breaking the ground beneath him with each strike, digging him farther and farther in, as the back of his armor cracked.

Theoric gritted his teeth as his faculties returned, bringing an arm up to guard his head as he worked on gathering his power under the endless assault.

Unsure if the man was still alive or not, Thena could no longer watch, shooting a telekinetic blast, sending Metabo into a pillar, cracking it in half as pieces began to fall on top of him.

Thankful for the help, Theoric let out a sigh of relief, quickly healing himself while flying up out of the hole as he reapplied his personal shield.

Thena flying over, asked,- "Are you okay?" Shocked that he didn't seem harmed in any significant way after that, briefly forgetting that he healed her due to her natural regeneration.

"I'm fine, remember I can heal, where is he? Never mind," said Theoric as Metabo threw his arms out, hitting away all the rubble that was on top of him.

"Right, I warned you he would reflect any damage, this time you should try something like telekinesis if you have it, it's about the only thing that he can't fight against," advised Thena.

"I'll keep that in mind, have you thought of anything else?" He asked while creating a pressurized wind blast in his hand.

Intrigued, Thena watched as he took off to meet Metabo halfway through his charge, continuing right under his swing as he brought the hand with the wind strike up against him. A loud swooshing sound proceeded the form of Metabo being blown away like a broken kite.

"That was something," she said hiding her interest.

"Yeah, I have a couple more ideas I want to try out," Theoric said excitedly.

That was when he heard, "I wish Theo was here," as he was working on his new idea, creating another pressurized strike which he bubbled with his energy.

He then talked with Sigyn a bit trying to calm her as he prepared a few more while closely watching Metabo who was fuming on the other side, throwing a tantrum. Destroying the wall and nearby pillars, reducing the structural integrity of the temple further as the pieces of ceiling fell, before glaring at Theoric and Thena with burning hate. Tired of being so easily tossed aside, a weakness he didn't know how to combat.

Kro who was playing possum this entire time also realized the problem but didn't have the means by which to solve it on hand. Thinking maybe he just needed more power, his eyes drifting to a nearby blaster.

"Hey, hey, Theoric."

"Hm? What?" Asked Theoric as he glanced over.

Thena,- "I was just saying, short of exhaustion, I don't see any way to stop him, your air bubbles while interesting, will likely only madden him further unless that's your plan, to keep blowing him around until he tires, that is if you don't first."

"That's a thought, but I was thinking I'd hit him over to the ocean and you can help me drown him with your telekinesis," said Theoric casually, leaving Thena a bit speechless at not having thought of it herself considering her proximity to the sea.

"Oh, yeah, sure that was my first thought, it just seemed a bit difficult to do alone, but with you here, it shouldn't be a problem," she said dismissively.

"Here he comes again, let me play a bit more first," said Theoric grinning as he took two bubbles in his hand while controlling a couple dozen more around the area.

Metabo struck the first bubble that came his way, causing a loud pop, hurting everyone's ears as it burst, pushing him back a bit as the ground cracked underneath.

"Really. this is what you consider fun?" Complained Thena as she rubbed her ears, quickly covering it when she saw another struck.

"Sorry, here let me cover them for you," Theoric said right as another went off, blocking both his and her ears in the nick of time.

A wincing Kro and Metabo were not so lucky as they suffered from each subsequent pop.

Tired of being pushed around, Metabo got low, gripping the floor with all 4 hands, his fingers piercing the ground as he crawled along the floor towards Theoric, trying to ensure he wouldn't be blown away again.

Making Theoric chuckle, sending another 4 bubbles in, bombing him from above, putting him into the ground. When he crawled out, Theoric sent the remaining bubbles to burst right under his sides, tearing apart the area below him as it forced Metabo up and away. Where Theoric then threw the remaining two in his hands, blowing him into the roof, bringing down the entire middle section as the temple started to collapse.

Thena was angrily yelling at him for his recklessness in destroying the temple, but thankfully he couldn't hear as they dodged the falling rubble.

Only the back part was still mostly fine, and the front where Kro moved just in case, now watching from the shadows with a rifle blaster in his right hand and a custom pistol in his other.

The one thing that kept Metabo sane through all this was the compounding damage he was absorbing, waiting for the chance to unleash it. Shoving the rubble off him as his eyes searched for those Eternal scum.

Taking a chance Kro called out,- "Metabo, get over here."

Theoric and Thena none the wiser with their ears still blocked.

A cross Thena pulling him around tapping her ears.

"Okay, okay, there, is that better?" he asked.

"You Destroyed The Temple!" She yelled vehemently.

Theoric looked around scratching his cheek,- "Wasn't it already getting destroyed before I got here? You can't blame me for this," he denied.

As she started to argue, only concerned about what its destruction would mean for her, he interrupted her,- "Wait, where is the big guy?" He asked.

Noticing a flash, they looked over spotting him next to the dark pink armored leader who was firing continuously into him. Kro's pistol shot a red ray beam while shooting a number of green blasters shots right into his back.

"Well that doesn't look good," said Theoric as Metabo's skin took on a glowing effect.

Seeing her tormentor still alive and well, Thena scowled, immediately lifting her arm, summoning her halberd. Empowering it with her cosmic energy, she threw the golden glowing weapon with all her might.

Neither Metabo who had his eyes partially closed, taking the time to feel the new surge of power, nor Kro who was busy firing had any time to react.

Hitting him center mass, in a matter of seconds Kro's specially designed armor overloaded, buckling under the pressure as it did its best to disperse the damage. Shattering upon impact as it took in the cosmic energy, but doing nothing to stop the impact from sweeping him off his feet as he was carried away, skewering him against the wall.

A pained groaning whine came out as his senses returned. Finding himself now dangling as his eyes drifted downwards, shocked as he slowly gripped the protruding halberd, crying out in agony,- "AghAhhh, it hurts, Metabo help me!"

"Damn, that was cool," Theoric commented.

Thena sneered,- "Hmph, he acted so proud lording over me, now look at him," she said as a happy smirk overcame her.

Seeing Metabo turn to go help him, Thena used her telekinesis to try and stop him only for him to shrug it off.

"He broke my telekinesis, quickly help me stop him," she said trying once more as Theoric created a wall between him and Kro which easily fragmented as he casually strolled through it.

Using the broken bottom pieces of the wall, Theoric strengthened them best he could, wrapping them around his legs as he formed a tornado underneath him.

Having failed once again to grab him with her telekinesis, Thena's mind worked in overdrive tearing apart the ground under his feet, using it to help lift him higher as the winds took control. Throwing him off the side before he had a chance to regain his balance in the swirling tornado, intending to deal with him later, possibly when he was depowered.

"No, no, no, get back here and help you bumbling fool, how on earth did you let that happen with the amount of power you have now, just clap it away idiot," Kro yelled indignantly. Lamenting at the lack of training Metabo received since becoming an experiment. To busy working on him than with him, more worried about his overall strength rather than his training.

Metabo heard nothing while flailing about, disappearing over the edge as the wind muffled his voice.

Thena,- "Give up, it's over now, no matter how strong he is, there's a limit to his capabilities."

Kro's head whipped around towards her, his broken dark pink glasses falling off as his red eyes came into view, just as the last bit of sunlight fell,- "Nothing's over, in fact, it's only just begun," Kro said ominously just as a loud series of eerie cries rang out in the night.

Drawing Theoric and Thena's attention before turning back to ask Kro about it, only to find him missing, leaving nothing but a bloody mess on the hilt of her weapon.

"I hope that isn't what I think it is," said Theoric recognizing Kro's red eyes for what they were.

"And what would that be?" Asked Thena.

Theoric sighed,- "Trouble, I think I'm going to have to punish someone," he answered thinking more about how much Selene hasn't told him yet than the actual threat it represented.