"Move!" Ulrich screams, shoving Aelita and Odd out of the way of the snake's path, himself about to be crushed. "Ulrich!" Odd yelps, as Aelita activates her energy wings. "Get down!" yells a young male voice. A bolt of concentrated electricity almost knocks William off his seat.

"This is Arya. He's the Corporal's son and occasionally spouts things in Latin," Jeremie reports. "You interrupted his Deathmatch, or so Anya tells me."
"Now it's a Team Deathmatch," Arya corrects Jeremie, his left hand caressing ginger hair before falling back to the side. The teenager, looking scrawny on the upper half but muscular in his legs is wearing ripped aqua jeans, an aqua jersey, a black choker, a black apron-like strip of cloth hanging from the torso to the leg-divide, grey gloves and a red gun holster, carrying a circular gun with black and yellow sprayed onto it.

Arya glares at the black-haired boy with equally black eyes, slowly making his way over to Ulrich and helping him to stand, before retreating and speaking to William. "Ejus nulla culpa est, chi parere ne cesse sit,"  he mouths carefully. Will says nothing, a deep growl echoing across the scrapyard.

"EN AVANT!" the dark warrior screams, reverting to his French origins. The snake rushes forward, its red eyes glaring at the foursome. "Oh no you won't!" Odd yells, scaling a rocket-frame and beginning to shoot at the snake.
"Vae victis!" Arya answers, electrocuting the wires leaping up to electrify Aelita. "How do we kill it?!"
"It's metallic. We need fire."
"Gas and oil. These are old engines. Rocket fuel will do nicely," Ulrich quickly deduces. "The catkid and I will hold off snake and master. Look for some jumpstart!" Arya barks.

"Victoire, ou la mort!" Aelita answers William, charging up an Energy Field. A crescent-shaped purple energy blast knocks her out of the sky. "Aelita, 20 lifepoints remaining! Those blasts are incredibly powerful!"

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