KA-BOOM!! KER-CLANG!! BANG! BANG!! BANG!!!
An active warzone on the outskirts, trenches that would snuggly fit the Stellar Sorcerer, massive amounts of steel and gunpowder all over the place. When Stolas got himself up to see who was firing, he'd be shocked to see the weapons themselves be sentient, taking cover and trying to fire at other guns on the opposite side. One side was blue, the other red. A clash as old as time. He'd try to see if he can climb up the trenches and escape, seeing the bullets whiz past by his face. As he'd got himself up, he could feel a grip on his leg, prompting him to pull his leg and drag them out. A Zombie, one that wanted to feast on the Bird's body, before a bullet was quickly shot to hit it straight in its back, immediately teleporting the dead elsewhere. Seeing more and more corpses beginning to pile and take charge, some transported the second they entered, it gave Stolas all the knowledge he needed to know to get out of the battlefield. As he'd try to run across the area, hoping a bullet would catch him and let him escape, he'd be shocked to see that, because of the extremely massive amount of bodies trying to charge through, the bullets would end up making them into sponges, tanking the shot so the others can keep going, acting as personal shields to invertedly protect each other.
He'd make quick work of the dead as he'd try to cut through them, creating Sagittarius on both of his talons and firing at them, using the stars to pierce their rotten flesh and make them unable to properly move. In retaliation, the zombies would merely take the body parts of their fallen brethren and used it as personal weapons, their legs and arms as bats to desperately swing the limb and hit the star back to sender, forcing Stolas to move out of the way, a bit shocked that such body parts were strong enough to repel the stars. He'd try to go in a different approach, setting up the constellation around his hands, akin to how his father would prepare his firearms, and simply bulldozed through, Zodiac Man being made in case some would sneak through and attack the child in his blind spot. As he did, throwing haymakers and uppercuts to let the celestial bodies blow up and create a massive crater, he noticed that the bullets were finally connecting, only now being intercepted because of Zodiac Man burning the bullets before they even connected. He could see off the corner of his eye that someone was preparing to throw grenades and fire rockets, letting the dead take a chance to punch the boy in his defenses, the hand burning up in the process, but the momentum and force in the strike being just enough to reach the grenades area, prompting Stolas to raise his arms and legs to block the incoming explosion.
KA-BOOOOOM!!!!
The force launched the Stellar Magician like a javelin, grazing against the grass and dirt, burning the disastrous field in the process. The zombies relentlessly went after the boy, clawing at the ground as they sprinted across the field, desperate to try and go through the cluster that surrounds his body. Stolas would try to regain his footing and pick up the momentum after he was dragged, but the onslaught of the dead would force him to be pushed back. He'd set up a few more constellations, specifically of Aries and Capricorn, to set up two massive ram horns and push them back, shaping them mid-strike into Leo and Ursa Major in order to maul them down and burn the corpses away. Once he got his breath back, feeling the energy seeping out already, he gunned it for the trenches, diving into the chasm to run across and touch anything that is nearby, dismantling Zodiac Man in order to let his talons reach for a gun, tapping it and immediately being transported elsewhere.
He could see once the light faded that he was heading for the Ocean, seeing Solomon nearby. "YO! LIL' HELP HERE!" He'd shout, having the Biblical Sorcerer use Might of Samson to blast a massive hole in the sea, letting the child easily come down through its walls, pushed into its center once the boy was set up. He'd allow Shady to reach out, confident as it was, to touch Stolas' shadow and have Solomon enter it, whilst the Avian grazed his hand across the floor to touch some nearby plant life to be warped elsewhere. The two were transported over and over, finally reaching the room his friends are in, hearing that melody alongside them. He'd shake off the water like a dog as he'd try to catch his breath, with Harvard casting a potion to pass onto his ally, watching him chug it down in an instant. Solomon would crawl out of his shadow as he'd prepare Red Sea Ark the moment they entered inside. "Okay...how difficult was your spots exactly?" Stolas asked, gauging at how much energy was spent based on their given circumstances, with Solomon's being the least difficult, due to mostly keeping himself afloat.
"Landed in a High School in the middle of nowhere, so that's something to consider." Harvard would reply.
"Think I was in a court scene with an Emperor? Could be wrong..." Zazel added.
"SERIOUSLY!? I WAS IN A WAR ZONE OUT THERE!" Stolas' jaw would gape upon hearing them have minimal difficulty, before Solomon delivered the signal for the four to jump Jesta as he performs his climax. The doors quickly swung open, as Harvard would take aim with Lemegeton to fire into his back, letting the rocks and stonework bend and reach in the same direction, whilst Solomon began to summon his waves to cover the ground, flooding him if he were to escape. Zazel would implant Crocell into the Ark, allowing the water to convulse into pillars if he were to dodge the duo's combo, with Stolas creating Sagittarius once more to aim at the sky. With the element of surprise on their side, as well as the attacks coming in different angles, the boys would smile in thinking this was enough to at least hit the Ringleader once more.
FWOOSH!!! SHIKK!!!
"Arawareu..." The one word that froze them in place during their attack, the microsecond being just enough for an unexpected attack on their own fronts. Four heads of the snack monsters attacked from above, a wave of frost and cream covering their body, chilling them and suspending their movements. A wafting aura and massive river of chocolate surrounding them, their energy sapped away and quelled with its intoxicating delight. A mass of fruits coming down and quickly implementing a virus through the confections, their teeth and, by extension, their mouths, being painful, a metaphysical toothache that rests in them. A mound of sugar to ingest for the four monsters to consume and keep their energy high, the pressure maintained without any worry of fatigue.
What was most terrifying, however, was the Green sigil before them. Harvard's personal spell.