Warren walks forwards, his hands in his pockets and whistling.<span style="font-style: italic">Hey, guys, I'm going to let you handle this one. You can teach me how to actually use our powers once we're not about to die<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">Hey, uh, kid, ya might naht want to...</span></span><br/><br/>A predatory smile blossoms across Warrens face, and he extends a hand to his right. A few inches above it, a portal appears, and a small pendant drops out, which he promptly attaches to his shirt. His form shimmers, and is slowly replaced by an illusion of a tall man with golden hair and impossibly ornate golden armor. As quickly as the smile bloomed, it fades away, replaced by a scowl, and he crosses his arms across his chest.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Oh, hey, Gilgamesh, can you just say one thing? Please?<br/><span style="color: #FFBF00">As your king, I shall be magnanimous just this once, and grant your request. But know that you shall get no others. What is it you wish me to speak to the world?</span><br/>Can you say...</span><br/><br/>A golden gauntleted hand is thrust into the air, and Warren yells,<span style="color: #FFBF00">"Yorokobe, zas-shu! Kimi no negai wa youyaku kanau! I give you, the Gates!"<br/><br/>"Of!"<br/><br/>"BABLYON!"</span><br/><br/>He clenches his fist, and the sky fills with shimmering golden portals, all with the tips of spears, swords, and weapons of all kinds.<span style="color: #FFBF00">"Now, begone from my garden, and back to whence you came!"</span>Warren flicks his hand down, and the weapons begin raining down on the hordes, disappearing into a golden mist after they strike their target.