Whilst the Rogues were off doing flashy things with their powers, like hopping off of buildings and bouncing off the walls like some hyperactive super babies, they would find that they would have to grow up real quick when the fist of the oppressor came to deliver its swift fist of tyranny down upon them.

"Oh sh--" Things had certainly gotten very real, very fast for these Earth babes, which was staring them in the face ready to whip their ass and end their lives in a single punch. They had literally no time to fuck around and had to get their shit together before they lost everything they had just been gifted with, literally, only moments after they'd received this power. That was how critical this was.

"OH SHIT, WHAT DO WE DO!? I THINK WE MADE IT STRONGER!!! IT'S GONNA KILL US!!!"

Then they heard the voice of some guy saying something other than 'Shits' and 'Fucks' and 'Damns'.

"Instead of doing... This... Why don't we use our powers... Collectively... To uh, focus on binding the thing that's trying to break free of its roots? Since we all, you know. Have EARTH powers and stuff. It just seems like it makes a lot of sense."

"Yeah, let's do that. Who's with m--"

In a flash, a quarter of the city was wiped out, as well as all of the people along with it. Wiped clean off the map, without a trace. None of them left. Not coming back, either. They lost their powers, their lives and a good chunk of their city literally by sitting there fucking around doing dumb shit and messing with each other instead of actually focusing on the thing that was tormenting them at the time and focusing their powers on it to begin with. After watching in horror as their friends and family that were just across town had been turned to naught but dust in a single blow, as would too the city itself, and the ground that had been supporting it... They suddenly changed their entire tunes. This was no longer 'have fun and see who can be the coolest.' This was 'Kill or Be Killed.' And they were certainly, without question nor hesitation, going to die unless they got their shit together and started working together as a united force instead of as simple, weak individuals. It was time for the ants to go marching in.

"Uh... Uhhh!!" some of them, after seeing what happened from just one of its hands being released would tremble at the might of the Michiogre, not wanting to get blown apart by the other three. Not only was this not its full power, since it had been stripped of the power it had before, but also it was still being suppressed by the Tsuchigami. This meant that it had far greater power than they had even fathomed was being held back from their faces. They were being protected from something utterly and horrendously monstrous in strength, far exceeding its size in its grandeur.

But that's when things started to click for them. When all of them started to think, 'Well, what can I do to make this situation better?' all at the exact same time. Thus, they would, after having a look at what the remainder of them were good at doing, start to chip in ideas to the main idea that they all agreed was the best at the time; helping to restrain that thing even further until Tsuchigami was done. If that was all they could do to save their lives, they didn't have to steal the show or be the biggest flashiest and gaudiest boat in the float; they just needed to stay afloat, and sometimes, that meant letting someone or something else that was more suitable do it for them with they simply helping to support it to get it there faster and with less resistance. Perhaps it was because they simply did not understand nor see what they were up against and figured that if they worked hard enough they could become the star of the show and take all the glory and glamour and fame and fortune that came with slaying some big creature and saving the city for themselves, but if there was no city left because all of them were dead thanks to each of them doing that same thing at the same time, then there would be no more glamour nor fame nor fortune because all of that and all its values lay within their existences, themselves, which would soon cease to exist.

(8:18)

"I have... Armor!!" some of them said, having been able to generate metals and disembodied metallic structures, "And... And shields!!! I think we could like, make a wall to protect everyone, or something?!" If all the people who had the power to make metal used their powers to make a wall all at the same time, they could probably make a giant shield that, combined, had the strength to match the Michiogre. That is, since they had most of its strength within the COLLECTIVE, which was spread out amongst ALL of them, then if a LOT of them COLLECTIVELY used the SAME POWER that they had against a SINGLE TARGET, they could GENERATE the SAME AMOUNT OF ENERGY as is what has been SPREAD FROM THE SINGLE TARGET and out INTO ALL OF THEM. Thus, instead of making INDIVIDUAL shields from their own INDEPENDENT thoughts, they could use the FULL SPECTRUM OF THE POWER as a GROUP, instead of a FRACTION of the power as an INDIVIDUAL. You'd think they'd think of that, but you'd be surprised how the whole 'Ego' works.

"Aaaaand, there goes the city," he said pretty lackadaisically, not really seeming too bothered by it. His hands were even casually locked around the back of his head, and there seemed to be a sort of 'I don't give a single fuck' look in his eyes now, for some reason. I mean, it was kinda their fault, anyway. "Meh. They were probably just people who were gonna try to slow down making things better simply for the sake of them trying to be the hero instead of just doing heroic things all the time, anyway. *shrugs*" He kinda just whistled and twiddled his thumbs, waiting for some lights to start clicking on.

When all of them started to think, 'Well, what can I do to make this situation better?' all at the exact same time. Thus, they would, after having a look at what the remainder of them were good at doing, start to chip in ideas to the main idea that they all agreed was the best at the time; helping to restrain that thing even further until Tsuchigami was done.

(8:28)

Some people started naming out a way to make a defensive wall, which was a pretty good and decent start, actually. "Yeah! Yeah, Steel Wall!!!" They were pretty decent when they actually put their heads together. But that left the huge ass fist that was free, waiting to crack all of them at a whim. There were only 3 quarters of the city left, and it only needed one hand to wipe them all out before the Tsuchigami was done with that single fist alone. That was problematic.

*Ping!*

Ohohohoho~

"I have a cunning plan~!!!"

Taking no sort of fear for the situation at hand, as he seemed to simply have an answer to any and every solution, he would quickly assess the Critical Points of the situation with his Hihyougan (Critical Eye), finding what would be the best course of action and the best path to take in the clutch. Apparently, this was his power, even before getting the gifts of the Earth God.

"So if we all start running OUT of the city and TOWARD the Golem, it will probably try to target us and you all just put up that giant wall and we're totally safe! Then we just run toward the roots in different directions, hop on them and focus all our power to strengthen the ropes! And if we split up, it can't wipe us out all at once, since there are more exits to the city that some of us are closer to on each side!"

He wasn't entirely sure about what they were gonna do about the hand, though... The best they could do was block it, for now. As long as they were split up, the single hand couldn't take out a large group of them, even if it targeted one small group, the other groups could still make it and then hold it down with enough people, rather than have most of, if not all of the forces basically nuked in a single blow. In that respect, since he knew that these guys definitely weren't gonna start moving unless they saw someone else doing something first, took off running in the direction of the roots.

"Fuck this shit, I'm out!"

Whether or not they followed behind him or not was definitely up to them, because quite honestly, he wasn't dying today. No sir. And if they wanted to, then that was on them. In fact, if he was the only one to survive because the entire group would probably be what the creature would target and not that one guy running off in the other direction, he'd outlast the wait and let everybody else stand their asses around trying to still be flashy and get blown to smithereens. Then he'd be the sole survivor just because he was the single and only guy that thought to stand 'waaaaaaaay over here' whilst they sat in the dead center, as a group, waiting to get their shit creased.

"You're on your own~! *snicker*"

"Don't Fuck Up! *lackadaisical 2-finger salute*

The great one laughed as he saw the fear upon their faces, knowing that they would soon be obliterated, even if he was going to be, too. "Hruh huh huh... I will make sure that Earth Energy goes nowhere..." He raised his fist from the crater left in the giant chunk of the city, ready to smite them once again with a devastating impact that would blow yet another hole in their precious little settlement, "... Only I AM TO HARNESS THIS POWER!!! You inferior scum are NOTHING..." he would cock his fist back, targeting the large group before they could start running again, "... But WEAK, IGNORANT CREATURES!!!" He slung the 'Titan's Knuckle' down again with all the authority of a gavel of judgment down upon the lives of these insipid, ignorant nothings that boasted of such power that they had no idea how to control, let alone even how to use. Looking at them was nearly sickening, and to know that his power was within THEM was even more disturbing and disgusting to the great cosmic wonder.

"Saddle Up, Kids...

This Is Gonna Be...

'TITANIC!!!'"

Wherever the 'Titanic' crashed into was going to be the next spot that was blown off the face of the planet, without recovery. Lives. City. Powers. Everything, everyone that stood in the way of the great fist of the destroyer.

Primalpha was broken of his concentration once he felt the power of the Michiogre break free of its bindings, prepared for a secondary attack. He didn't want such a large part of the city to be destroyed, nor that many lives to be lost in the process, but if one did not take this seriously as if actual life and death, they were certainly going to die, and there was nothing he was going to do about that. He knew what happened to beings of the flesh when they relinquished their physical vessels, and their energy would be spread and drawn into something else somewhere else.

Knowing this, his eyes flashed a bright crystal blue before steadying at stable green, causing all of the Life Energy that had been released of the physical bodies to be taken under his command, where he would use their very life forces to create a shackle that would bind that arm to the ground yet again, before next reinforcing it with more roots. Because he hadn't used any of his own stored power to do this, but the power of those who had fallen in the multitudes, their lives after the physical life were put to good use in keeping the situation under control for their brothers and sisters that still had the pleasure and privilege of keeping their physical forms. "Go, Now!!" he said to them, before closing his eyes and returning to his charging.

Another layer of Crystal Shards would bloom from his back, this time taking the form as the second layer of the petals, which added an extra magnificative property to the reflective power they already had as a single layer. This caused the light to shine brighter and the crystal lotus that they formed to become ever larger...