OOC: Can I have any tactics for Leland and Cleo before I start that fight.

PLAYZOOKI
After following the sound of battle, Playzooki finds the site of the recent combat, along with Marisa, Aurelia, Epsilon and the singers.

VENGEANCE

"You insolent worm, you have no idea what you talk about. I know you Vengeance, several of us have met versions of you before, always keen to hide behind flash and show, pretending to be a gentleman when you are nothing but a common crook" The Catalyst say in a voice that could freeze volcanoes. Spodra and the Botanist recoil backwards. Even the night pine seems to move away from the cloaked figure.
"You have not the slightest idea of what I am do you, have not the slightest inkling of what I, we, have done, or why we live when a trillion stars in each of a trillion universes died"

The figure pulls back the hood. What Vengeance sees there is initially what he expected a figure that shifts between a number of form, a noble looking african man, a slender asian woman, a hulking eastern european, a humourless young caucasian woman with large glasses and more. But a second later he sees why the hood is worn. The eyes. The pitch black eyes that he has seen before when Doomforall used his rift powers. The veins beneath all their skin showing through a not quite alive looking black also.

He doesn't know anything how it knows but the reality slams into into his mind in a way that seems to blast his conciousness. These are the predecessors to Doomforall. The wielders of the rift energy in previous multiverses. The ones who ended their friends, their worlds, their galaxies, universes, and almost all of time itself. Compressed into a single being that can never die - the men and women who have been the Catalysts for the End of All Worlds.

"We need to get Doomforall. Now."