"Sure it will, Heretics... That is What They call you."

a Ghostly Metallic voice said.

The Small Group stalled in surpise.
The Paranoia kicked in like a wave of cold air.

"Iam Sure that we all will Come to Agrement if we Handel this like like "professionals", and come to terms that we both can Live to oure death"

The Voice Seemed Metallic and emotionless, comming from around them.

"Dont think that i dont know what iam doing."

Zyver looked around himself with an eyebrow raised. "And who the hell are you?" the Sorcerer asked whilst drawing both of his revolvers, "and yes - I don't think you know what you are doing."

A like a Cold wind the Words swept in around them:

Cant you Fell it?
Inside your head, like the other Inferiour lifeforms?
Iam Beyond Life.

Cant you see it?
With your eyes that is blind in Darkness?
Iam more than you ever will see.

Can you Hear me?
For iam Not sure that you can.
For I Know What Iam doing and you do not.

But you ask me about who iam: Iam not your enemy.
But i do know they are Located. Do i have your: Interesst?

Zyver yawned loudly and poked his radar bodyguard on the shoulder - resulting in another seizure. The man pointed into the forest with a shaking hand.
"Interest has not been roused, I already know where the enemy is," The Sorcerer said calmly, "and I also know where you are - does this rouse your interest?"

*Septimus chuckled* Tell me, friend; what are your intentions? You sound rather familiar- I believe I have battled your kind before... please reveal yourself.

OOC:This might get bumpy

Surly you do. If You are looking for The Iron ores in the Clifts and the Worms in the Ground.

Or something Right Behind you.

"Something right behind me," The Sorcerer whispered, this is starting to feel like a challenge. He fed the revolvers with warp energies and smiled as purple lightning coiled around them.
The mercenaries had already taken and primed their weapons.
"Well then, reveal yourself o' someone behind me!"

A Loud Monotone Tone roared though the Jungel: (ooc: you Just heard a Necron Laugth).

Silly Inferiour.

I wasnt Talking to you.

I will. You might not be Happy about whats gonna happen Next.

The last thing the Obliberator hears before the getting hit by 3 tons of overLord in the back sending him out of Balance and Directly into the Sorcerer.
That nearly is hit by the Gigantic Chaos Creature, however manage to avoids the Oblierator but his body gaurds dont seems to be that luckey.

Then he secounds later sees the Gauntlet of Alien construct hit him. then grabbing his arms and forceing them behind his back.

Then the OverLord Says: Now iam behind you.

(OOC:Got a felling of i iam getting Psykic bolt smouther in my face)

OOC: have i just rekd Zyver & pals?Also i have no clue how much I weigh.
*Septimus maintained a sickening grin throughout the ordeal* 'Heheheh... Just as I thought. A Necron' *tendrils of fleshmetal began moving over the gauntlets* 'tell me, what brings you here?'

Zyver evaded the storming obliterator, but his bodyguards were not so lucky. He watched as two of them were thrown aside and one's body was nearly trampled to death.
"Damnable soulless automaton," The Sorcerer cursed and begun a spell which would heal the fallen mercenary, "state your business and get your god-forsaken form out of here!"