Extinction Workers

"That hurt way less than I thought." Ruby commented, poking the flesh and skin that grew to cover the cut part.

Coming back from putting away the healing liquid, Lena patted her on the back, "You should get used to it!" She affirmed, "Also... Sorry for crying, I was still a little drunk." She excused herself with an embarassed smile.

Everyone looked away at that, "We... Read about the Ice Queen..." Blake revealed, making Lena frown almost immediatly.

"...Don't bring up that name near an Arachnid... Ever." She warned with a hint of danger in her voice, "That's how you get a missing eye, or a bite meant to be deadly." She explained, her expression clearly angered.

That statement brought an eerie quietness to the room, broken by Weiss's scroll ringing, "Hello?" she said, answering the call.

"Weiss, listen, if you're still with Lena, warn everyone not to go to Remnant at the moment." Winter said on the other end of the line.

Hearing that, Weiss got confused, "Why? What's going on over there?" She asked, wondering what could be happening.

Border Between Remnant and Fearere.1

Three people stood before the border that separatd the two worlds, waiting for anything to happen.

Guild Registration 2.

Name: Masto Sandoro.

Tribe: Wreckers.

Species: Meseri-Metallipede.

Nickname: Hell's Gate Guardian.

Age: 24 (In his world's years.)

Rank: Extinction Worker.

Appearence: Body: Small, short red hair , four red eyes, purplish legs, teenage frame. Uniform: Mammoteske pelt jacket, fang shaped face mask, white leggings.

Most Used Weapon: Stamp Mallet.

Guild Registration 3.

Name: Sistra Reffer.

Tribe: Mayhem.

Species: Meseri-Monstrosi.

Nickname: The Left Hand of Death.

Age: 16 (In her world's years.)

Rank: Extinction Worker.

Appearence: Body: Long black hair, fox ears, snake tail, red eyes, short like a child. Uniform: White blouse, red jacket, red leggings.

Most Used Weapon: Sovereign Pulley.

Guild Registration 4.

Name: Distra Reffer.

Tribe: Mayhem.

Species: Meseri-Monstrosi.

Nickname: The Right Hand of Death.

Age: 16 (In her world's years.)

Rank: Extinction Worker

Appearence: Body: Long white hair, fox ears, snake tail, red eyes, short like a child. Uniform: Black blouse, blue jacket, blue leggings.

Most Used Weapon: Sovereign Pulley.

"I swear, you two are the most color coded people in the whole guild." Masto said, looking at his two colleagues.

Sistra and Distra crossed their arms at that comment, "You do realize the only reason we don't say anything to you just because of your sister right?" Distra asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh trust me, she doesn't care if I get into some verbal altercation." Masto reassured, wanting to hear what the two wanted to say.

Hearing that, Sistra smiled, "You- [Sorry, I would write the back and forth between them, but I'm not sure the guidelines would allow that.]

Distra looked at the two finish insulting the soul out of eachother before coughing to get their attention, "They're here." She told them, pointing to the army of Paladins and AK-200s.

Seeing the army, Sistra turned back to Masto, "We'll finish this later." She stated, before turning to the army once more.

"We are indeed." Masto confirmed, before leaping at the army and crushing a few of them with his metal legs and then started swinging his mallet against the others, "Metal! Don't bite them!!" He warned the other two.

With the warning, Sistra and Destra began rushing to the fron lines of the army, hooking up a few AK-200s and tossed them around at others.

Meanwhile in the middle of the battlefield, Masto stomped around, flatting huge amounts of his adversaries unitil he reached the Paladins, "Now there's something that can measure up!" He cheered, shifting his mallet into stamp form, and thrusting against the cockpit, easily crushing the pilot inside, and splattering his blood all over, "Are these being ridden?" He wondered, seeing the others move away and take aim.

Having seen the blood come out of the paladins, Sistra and Destra nodded at eachother and jump on the AK's heads and started jumping between them to reach the paladins, where they then used their hooks to rip the cockpits open and pull out the soldiers riding them, "Don't mind if we take these!" Distra jockingly said, as she and Sistra got in the paladins they targeted and began controlling them.

"Not bad you two!" Masto complimented before shifting his mallet back and jumping up high before slamming the mallet on the ground, making all the smaller robots fall to the ground, "Now!" Masto ordered the other two, prompting them to use the paladin's weapons to finish them off, meanwhile in the confusion, the still active paladins escaped, which did not go unnoticed by the Extinction Workers.

Looking at them leave, "Should we stop them?" Distra asked, "I feel like we should stop them..." She said, not knowing if they actively should.

Masto scratched the back of his head, "I think we can let them go." He responded, "Akira is usually more accurate with these things..." He muttered in annoyance.