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He walked outside, holding a cup of tomato juice

"This is a real freakin' embarrassment."

"What is an embarrassment? Splitting the drink between you, Jacob and Esau then Nolegs just f- censored wins?"

"I think so." Valdor is confused.

Jacob: "Ya coulda just finished him off with a melee." Esau: "Bruh."

"I'm guessing that your melee attacks are weaker than mine, considering that you don't have a weapon like this." He hefts the Apollonian Spear.

“Who needs to do melee these days anyway? We have guns, and we use them.”

i had guns then lost them!

Willow runs into the building. "hey, i have a familiar now! Say hi to Corvus!"
Corvus lands on Willow's shoulder, looking around before opening his beak to yell. "Caw Caw CENSORED!"

"Like all Custodes Guardian Spears, it has a bolter built into it." Valdor does a fancy twirl of the spear and brings into position, before squeezing the trigger on the lower edge of the hilt. A mass-reactive shell rockets from the bolter that sits above the blade, tearing a hole in the wall before detonating somewhere outside. "It's a spear, and it's a gun."

“Nossa*, the raven curses”, he doesn’t even look up from his book.


*(Translation from Portuguese (Brazil); Geez)

Willow look around in disappointment. "You know, i kinda thought people would be more excited to see you."

Corvus nods. "Yeah... aren't i super famous and powerful?"

"That's a different Corvus. Namely Corvus Corax, the Gene-sire of the Nineteenth Space Marine Legion, the Raven Guard. Not that he'd be the kind of person to stand around and be admired."

“Power is something most people see everyday”, he said.

“Boy, let’s not be too harsh”, Noros went to sit beside him. “Is that coffee jelly for me?”, he said in awe, seeing a second one.

“A blade is only as good as long as the steel lasts. Sure a gun’s the same way, but you don’t need a massive chain reaction to happen. Either way, I’ll stick to my own.” Which included some kind of semi-automatic rotary grenade launcher and some sort of assault rifle.

Corvus looks at Vlador in disgust... which is quite the feat, consifering crows can't make facial expressions last time i checked. "Im sorry, i get we're from different universes... but excuse me CENSORED?!"

"The Space Marines are the mighty warriors that defend the Imperium of Man. They were genetically engineered by the Emperor of Mankind, not unlike myself and the rest of the Custodian Guard. There were twenty Space Marine legions, although two disappeared without a trace, and then half of the remaining ones became corrupted by evil. Last time I checked, the Imperium was dividing the nine loyalist legions into chapters in order to consolidate their power. That is all I know. Oh, and permit me to introduce myself. I am Constantin Valdor, the inaugural Captain-General of the Legio Custodes, the personal guards of the Emperor of Mankind." He turns back to Sarkaz. "You make a good point, but this is no ordinary blade." He presses another button and the blade starts to hum. "It generates a power field mighty enough to sever the atoms of it's target."

he just walks in swinging his sword over his shoulder making sure not to well cut his arm off "we get it your sword does things that others swords don't we get it"

“Like you said different dimensions mean difference in fame”, he commented. “You may be famous in your dimension but in others, maybe not so much.” He took a bite out of the coffee jelly, “The gentleman over there has a different Corvus and in my dimension, there is simply just a constellation called Corvus.”

Corvus at this point has had enough of the insults. "Now listen here you commoner.... crap, i don't have any insults. Just go CENSORED yourself. You bore me."

Willow cringes. "Corvus, please try to be more nice..."