This was a simple mission, relatively speaking. That was something that appealed to Tarvek, even if he had to glue goat horns to his armour along with bits of paint. Other than that this was a straightforward 'make certain people dead' sort of warrior work. Subtly didn't, truly, matter outside the realms of not marching into the centre of the settlement and killing them…but only just short of that. Just a go in, blast away, and then leave this dimension once the threat that killed the town in the future period they'd come from…

Well, the time travel did complicate matters a little…

But, fine. Better than God-realms or vast alien invasions, or raiders attacking his caravan with advanced weapons. No, here and now, he had the humans out armed as best he understood and had assigned the straightforward task of protecting little human priestess to an, albeit exasperated, Janet. And Mayuko too, but Tarvek doubted she'd be a major help as she wasn't even trained in firearms yet, and her reaction times, while good, weren't trained. The only other wrinkle in the event was the strange disease or curse…but that he was in armour, and his companions in sealed suits, even without the protections. Precautions had been taken, just as with any dimension.

Of course the local deity was…odd to say the least. In that they had the power to traverse time, space, dimension, and…

Was unable to stop the death of the settlement within her realm. Somewhat understandable, in that deities and spirts were oft bound by rules not understandable by mortals, but the fact she kept a repeating time loop for her chosen across multiple dimensions was…certainly different. Hellish was Tarvek's opinion as the little priestess was potentially decades, or centuries, old in mind and spirit not despite the physical age. The exact descriptions of so many things, by her, in such excruciating detail, was disturbing even to him. It was clear the Goddess Hanyuú could not directly intervene, and her Chosen was…well, a child, facing hardened warriors in service to a Lord for a Nation. Even the 'blessing' of such time-travelling was no use.

'Hence mercenary work' he told himself, stretching his shoulder as he stood behind the temple, shrine, whatever it was, fireworks exploding over the settlement. Murders to take place here. Dead human male in barrel, and little priestess too if she was correct in her disturbing outline of potential timelines. Save this time she was deliberately triggering an 'early death' as this Priestess Rika had referred to it. Drones in the air had shown the heat sources of humans that were clearly warriors, while two were headed towards the shrine-area to discuss 'spiritual matters…or, as the young-not-young priestess had said; to kill her and the male human with the female of the approaching duo.

That was female was marked as 'kill' so a problem to be solved by him then rather than others. Drone feed showed two 'teams' of humans taking position near, and slightly further back from, the shrine – one to grab, and the other to cut off retreat he judged by their positioning. Heat signatures showed, as they were showing good camouflage, though his setup monitoring cameras were detecting them and showing flashes of armed humans in non-armour. Casualwear for their society, though with coats and various clothing items that would help in concealing their weapons he estimated at a glance. There were two teams of four, and apparently more at the clinic…killing them all would require speed and aggression then. Just as the little priestess had said.

'One day here, and already in battle' he mused to himself, waiting patiently. There was a level of theatrics with this he wasn't sold on, but…

'Pay is good enough to dress up as part of it'

Because having access to thousands of planes would truly make his, and his two companions, journey much, much, better than attempting to work against or around a local deity. The being had oath-sworn, then proven her power, so Tarvek was perfectly fine with upholding his end of the deal as he readied his sword in one hand, then pulled out the plasma pistol from its holster and into the other gauntleted hand. Dull black-grey metal blended into the dark night and the building of grey stone and dull-brown wooden roofing. For some reason the little priestess wanted the older female to gloat….or something, Tarvek didn't know for sure. All he could do was ignore the tiny female god-being sitting on his back, legs over his armoured shoulders, humming now that he'd asked her to stop talking while mission on.

'Pay is good. Pay is really good. You can put up with her' he reminded himself again, taking a breath 'Pay is good'

'Blah. Blah. Blah' he mentally tuned out the blonde human female in white as she and a human male arrived, then began to talk to the little priestess 'I'm so smart and now I torture you! Blah, blah, blah, outsmarted a child! What am genius I am!'

…or that, at least, was his mental translation of the conversation as the team of humans stepped out of cover, coming up and grabbing the human male. Injecting him with a drug to knock him out. To torture for information apparently. Something they'd do to the little priestess next according to said little priestess. Disturbing as the priestess was, in fact, full of information, but the humans didn't know that either – they were doing it due to Stupid Evil reasons. Tarvek sighed. He was obliged to deal with those sorts by his own religious texts. Shrugged his shoulders inside the armour again. Just about time to get to the killing.

"…and now, little Rika, you will…"

"Save Rika! Whoohoo!" his little 'companion' announced in a cheerful voice, raising child-like arms into the air above her horned head "Paint the shrine red with their blood in O̶̧̗̝̬̟͑̔̊̒y̴̲̾͝͝à̷̙̺͈̉͆s̴̘̫͋̽ͅh̸̢̉ĩ̶̛͔̹̀̉͆̔r̵͚̖̊̇̍̉ǫ̸̞̤͊̑̆-̶̡͍̱̥̃͗̾̒͒͠ͅs̶̡̧̱͆̈̏̆̽̅ą̸͉̔̀̾͛̃̕ͅm̷̰͍̏̀̅͜ą̵̦͆́̎̄͝'s name! Yay!"

"Kay" Tarvek gave the response with a weary sigh, igniting the chainsaw blade, but not turning on the fire-element of the shiskehbob-blade yet. Illusions dropped and he stepped out behind the humans who'd grabbed, and drugged, the human male who'd arrived with the female in white. His chains-blade roared into life as he strode forward, catching the humans by surprise, the blonde female stopping her gloating with a confused, then shocked, look upon her face. That didn't matter to him, not as he swung the blade, cutting the two nearest human warriors into bloody chunks as his swing caught one, then cut through the exploding, unarmoured, figure and into the male beside him.

The other two, staggered back and away a step, one reaching into his chest clothing for a weapon as Tarvek completed the swing, blood spraying over him and over the humans. Before the human could draw forth his weapon, which likely wasn't a threat even, Tarvek moved his pistol holding hand to smash the armoured gauntlet into the human's head. Smacking it backwards violently, the force of the armour suit actually causing him to 'punch' the head off, Tarvek noticing it flying into the temple, a splashing spray of blood coming from the now headless body for a moment. The young priestess was starring quietly at them as it happened, bloody splashing all over her, even as the white clad blonde female began to scream and wail, but seemingly frozen in fear.

Not so the last human disguised soldier, who was reaching for a thing on his collar or chest, a communicator most likely, as he'd staggered away, then turned to run…

Ssssshhhhhhhhhhhh

…only to illuminate a bright green as the pistol pointed and shot forth a blast of energy and matter that burned away clothing and flesh. Momentarily reminding Tarvek he'd let at a lower setting as a faintly glowing skeleton staggered forward before impacting the ground. Then, taking another three steps, one over the unconscious human male, he swung down his chain-blade on the screaming human female as the impassive faced priestess merely gestured at her, the spirit-goddess on his shoulders yelling out something. Tarvek ignored that, completing the first part of the task as the human female exploded into yet another geyser of blood, bone, and various bits of gory rags.

"One team down" he announced, speaking to the priestess now soaked in blood, and seeming unbothered by it disturbingly enough. Janet was bitching over the comms after all, though Tarvek ignored that "You are safe?"

"Yes" came the bland reply, but an odd smile was forming "Now. Kill the others and go into the clinic and deal with that and…"

Tarvek glanced as the lights vanished in the settlement, the mini-emps generated as he attacked having activated and knocking out lighting and communications "Yes, one understands. Eliminate all hostiles and free prisoner, then burn down clinic. Threaten father who beats child. Ensure no forces arrive to kill civilian population…"

"Yay! This is the GOOD TIMELINE! GOLDEN ENDING! GOLDEN ENDING!"

He tried to ignore the cheering goddess in the form of a child on his shoulders "…and tranquilise then heal any infect displaying symptoms. Mission parameters were thoroughly explained"

Then had small hands patting his helmet "ONWARD! HANYUÚ WANT SAVE TOWN! ONWARD AND FLY WOOOO!"

Tarvek sighed deeply, turning and moving away from the little priestess, then activating his jetpack to 'jump' down the hill towards the second team of human soldiers…

"WEEEEEEEEEEEE! LOOK RIKA I CAN FLY!"