Ophidian nodded and slowly took one of her legs in one hand and set to work and then smirked and plucked a leg hair.<span style="color: #00b300">"yeah, hairless."</span>he nodded and kept his eyes on what he was doing washing her leg.<br/><br/>she frowned and sighed softly before she shook her head.<span style="color: #663300">"weakness? no, we naively thought that we would have warning if the universe proved hostile... that it would be creatures like ourselves, coming in ships and we would see them coming and have a chance to reactivate the ancient weapons of our past wars. what we didn't count on was the Legion ripping portals all over our planet in the span of a day, hundreds, if not thousands of portals and that the Demons could pour out of them endlessly. everyone outside the exclusion zones were slaughtered in a matter of hours but the exclusion zones bought us time. at first the demon's couldn't get in but over time they started slipping past the barrier, overwhelming it in sections... the people with the weapons, those who still practiced the old hunting they took to the skies and they fought the demons that got in but there weren't enough of them. the people who made weapons usually only made ten to fifteen in a year, they couldn't produce the millions we suddenly needed. the old weapons, once powered up could take out whole swaths of demons, we even tried firing into the portals to stop them, they didn't care."</span>she stood up and walked over to a wall and pulled one of the panels away from the wall, it floating on two long arms and she started touching it in a pattern.<span style="color: #663300">"you tell me if this is weakness."</span>she tapped it again and suddenly the panel was covered over with an image of war. the Burning Legion surrounding a city of tall spires some strange tan stone, some kind of barrier was flickering and sparking where the demons threw themselves at it while dozens of tiny flying Seraphim flew above. the flying Seraphim were firing down at any Demon that got past the barrier, their weapons firing some kind of bright blue energy that seemed to kill any demon they hit instantly. as the battle raged the view panned to one of the few flat buildings where some manner of immense cannon was being worked on. eventually it sprang to life and rose up on a framework not all that different from what was holding this screen, only much bigger. it aimed into the Demons and fired a beam at least fifty feet across into the swarming Legion, obliterating everything it touched and it slowly swung, firing continuously for ten seconds before the beam petered out and began to recharge. the image went back to looking like the wall and she put it back in its original place.<span style="color: #663300">"there were hundreds of those weapons in storage but setting them up took days, most of them never made it from storage to a firing position let alone got hooked up and working... in the mean time more and more demons broke into the zones, eventually they started to figure out how to destroy the network that powered the barriers... one by one the cities went dark..."</span>she shook her head and wiped tears from her eyes.<span style="color: #663300">"the last thing i remember before i woke up in my office on this moon was standing with my whole staff with our backs to the front door trying to keep the Demons out of this hospital... most of them didn't make it here. that was ten days ago from our perspective"</span>she shook her head again and looked up as another Seraphim entered, this one smaller still with bright, multicolored hair and wings and she set a tray of bowls down beside Rayne. "here you go miss. Dr. would you like anything?"<span style="color: #663300">"red tea please."</span>"of course." she headed back out while the Dr. looked at Rayne.<span style="color: #663300">"your weapons weren't stolen. they were legally confiscated by the governing body of this city. even if owning weapons wasn't illegal we had no way of knowing who or what you are so we would have still confiscated them... there were some tho thought you were a Demon yourself and wanted to kill you, i stopped them, so please, do not take your frustrations out on me." </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>