((maaaaaybe))
Core: "well, sorry for the inconvenience, but i'm going to need you to battle."
Core: "well, you need to calm form 17 down for me. by killing him."
Core: "now, form 17 is one of the strongest we have made, so i gave you someone to help you."
Linghun: he walked in. "that would be me."
Linghun:"yup. now then, lets get to killing it."
summons hand gun in other hand "lets go" she said running to find Form 17 and she soon found it
Form 17 turned around to face them.
"hrrrr........" it seemed scared, yet one through to sixteen had all just mindlessly attacked.
Linghun: a soul appeared in his hand, and he threw it on the ground, summoning the dead soul.
dead soul: the figure crawled out of the ground, a bite mark through it's chest.
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