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Didact gave a small 'hmph' of laughter at Glaurug's words. "I'm sure we will." he muttered. The Forerunner listened silently to Copper as she spoke.

"Mt. Olympus?" He asked, tilting his head in puzzlement as he followed Copper to the armory. "I am afraid that can't say that I've heard of it before." He wondered briefly about the research facility Copper had mentioned.


Jack landed just behind Faith and quickly turned back to his humanoid form, raising a shield and absentmindedly blasting one of the stray Grimm, a bear-like creature, with a bolt of energy. He watched it evaporate into smoke. "Normally, I'd be all for charging in there and obliterating everything we see," he said, just loud enough for everyone in his immediate vicinity to hear, "but would likely be quite foolish given the circumstances. The soldiers have them bottled up tight so we probably have time. Perhaps some light reconnaissance is in order before the bulk of the army heads through the rift?" the demon asked, glancing at Sliuril.

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"Continue to contain them." Sliuril ordered, before gesturing to the portal. "We should take the reconnaissance." She said. "Seeing as Thryssa is not here."

"Agreed." Faith grumbled, shooting off a fireball. It passed through the portal seamlessly to strike down a spider-like creature.



"You wouldn't have." Copper replied, blithely ignoring the Immortal who was supposed to be keeping stock in the armoury (who was also giving her a glare). She waltzed up to one of the shelves, stocked with mannequins of various descriptions. Some were humans in shape and form - others looked like they had been fashioned for giants, several for dragons, and a few bore even stranger shapes. She approached a vaguely humanoid one - it was covered in armour resembling the Didact's, but had several different components. "Try this one for size." She suggested.

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"Very well, then." Jack nodded, summoning the Sword. Charging a vortex spell in the other hand, he began striding towards the rift. The demon's eyes flashed as he switched to and from the Soul Sight. The rift appeared as sheer darkness in the Sight. Once again, not a void like the Crawler but its darkness stood out even in the shadowscape of the Sight. It was somewhat disorienting and he decided it was best to view it normally.


Didact hesitated. His armour was practically a second skin to him. He hadn't shed it for... well, he couldn't really remember. Must've been quite an occasion, at any rate. But Copper was making sense and he was the one who'd asked to accompany her, so there was nothing for it.

He reached out and brushed his gauntleted fingers across the armour in front of him. Small lights propagated from the point of contact, spreading in geometric patterns across the armour until it was fully functional. It then opened up from the front, revealing the mannequin inside. The Forerunner used his powers to pull it out and set it gently to a side. The armour remained upright, still open, waiting for its to-be occupant to enter. Didact took a deep breath and opened up his own armour.

Immediately, pins and needles spread across his body and the unregulated air around him felt sluggish and thick. He quickly stepped out of his combat skin and it closed up behind him, remaining upright but powering down. With another deep breath, he turned around and stepped backwards into the new armour. It immediately closed up around him and the Forerunner relaxed once more as the feeling of familiarity rushed through him. He took a few experimental steps. The armour was perfect for his frame. He could have sworn that it hadn't looked big enough, given the Forerunner's towering height, but it might have changed slightly to accommodate him. He looked over at Copper.

"Not bad. Quite comfortable, actually."

(Turns out it's the wrong armour, Didact goes into voluntary exile, is never heard from again.)

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