Islington looks around, surprised at his new locale. However it soon becomes clear that he's enjoying the view.
Islington: This is an improvement. Not only am I free of the prison they bound me too, but I'm strong. Stronger than I have been for centuries. So strong I might...
he punches Nuriko, sending her flying down the road.
I: kill you all.
Suddenly, the CSF appear at one end of the street, backed by a hoard of Agent Smiths and some mystic creatures Malfoy has summoned.
I: Who is this?
M: We are the CSF, masters of evil and champions of darkness.
I: (contemptuous) Evil? You don't know the meaning of the word.
He appears in front of Moriarty, but the Agent Smiths attack him. Islington tears through them, demolishing all 50 or 60 of them in about 10 seconds. Two are left, and they flee. Islington turns on Malfoy's beasts, and they too are wiped out in record time.
M: Run! There's nothing we can do.
I: (grinning) You're absolutely right.
In the retreat, Moriarty drops Centurian's dice. Islington doesn't notice this, however, as our heroes are on the scene.
I: Is this the best this world sends against me? A librarian, a magician's boy and a man who calls himself spectre? And the others? A boy, a simpleton and a man with skin that makes Door look healthy? And this one, the boy who wishes to be a man, walking in the shadow of this skin I wear. Pathetic
Then Islington notices Wednesday
I: Ah. I know you, Wednesday. I did not think to find you here, among creatures such as these.
W: Shut up! SHUT UP!
Wednesday punches Islington in the face, and it's clear he;s hurt him, though not much. Islington punches him back, and Wednesday crumples. The rest of the JLR move into action, with much action-movie cool but little actual effect. One by one they are taken out, with Midnight Spectre and Centurian the last ones standing.
I: You really are wek? Is this all they have left? I would've preferred to fight Hitler or Pol Pot. They had some spirit
Suddenly, Centurian notices his dice, lying on the floor.
C: My dice! (to Midnight Spectre 2.0) try and hold him off.
TTT: (appearing out of thin air) Sorry I wasn't hear earlier. Sunlight's team fled after the fight in the tunnel and I tried following them. (notcing Islington) What the hell is that doign here?
I: Now this should be a good fight.
TTT and Spectre attack, backed up by Tommy, who's been hiding in Chichiri. They actually do some good, pinning him down and slowl driving him back, but eventually they too hit the deck. But Centurian's got his dice. He rolls, and the come up double zero. He dissappears, and in his place is a Gold Dragon.
GD: Now we're cooking with gas.
