The Grey Knight leaned closer to the boy, the faint smell of burnt incense and something similar to gunpowder becoming more apparent. The psychic power that had charged the Nemesis Force Blades idly crackled with energy - not enough for a single spark to fly out of control, but menacing none the less.

"Where... is... Madoka?" The Grey Knight marched at a brisk pace towards Goggles, seeming unperturbed by who or what he was as she unsheathed a pair of Nemesis Force Falchions. Backing him to a corner, she stabbed the blades into the concrete behind him by his neck and closed the gap, sealing any chance for him to simply run away, let alone move too much.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

"I don't know who the feth this 'Doug' is, but the reason why they had Madoka assaulted was not because of jealousy - it's because they're a karking sick grox. People don't just bash kids' souls from their bodies and kidnap them. Point me to where the trio have gone first. I must be thorough with the purgation"

The consecrated grounds of Homura's residence had been silent for quite some time. Usually there would be at least some form of activity in the form of sacred rites being used to maintain the protective powers that surrounded the building, but it has been left dormant for some time.

Until now, wherein a sudden breach in the Immaterium somehow ripped through, even going past the defenses of the holy grounds - most likely because of negligence. Yet the one who arrived was Homura herself, forcefully ripping through reality to make a hastened return. The Grey Knight had returned after some time of being missing, and she was just finishing a battle with a Daemon of Nurgle.

The holy grounds acted like silver to a Vampire against the Daemon, causing its very being to burn away before its corruption could even take route in Real Space. Yet before the Daemon had a chance to return to the Warp where it may one day be reborn, Homura trapped the foul creature within a Tesseract Cube, sealing it in stasis and preventing its eventual reincarnation.

As quickly as the enclosed storm appeared it disappeared, with help of the warded grounds that patched up the tear in reality like nothing happened. The Grey Knight placed the Cube within her Time Shield, sending it to the pocketed dimension that also resided in the Warp to be stored hopefully indefinitely.

Yet Homura arrived as quickly as she could for the next campaign she would set herself. She had somehow found word of a previously befriended Madoka; being not only attacked and knocked unconscious, but split into several metaphysical pieces and stolen.

Homura was pissed. She would go out and both recover that which was dear to her, and bring vengeance to those that had wronged her.

"Whoever's rage burns purest. For them, little else matters."

"Well, I'm sure I've said this already but Dorn in my original timeline is Miss Tomoe, so... certainly hurts to see her die every time.

Corvus, I... I heard something strange about that one. Something about him becoming a Daemon with the sole purpose of hunting down Lorgar, so I'm presuming he's lost.

And Vulkan, I... I don't know, maybe he does still live, or at least a recoverable piece of him. I wouldn't get my hopes up though, as hope is the first step on the road to disappointment."

"Fine."

My reaction to seeing the new Sayaka:

"... The feth happened to that Sayaka over there? Why is she covered in bandages?"