"Oh no, you are, in fact, mistaken," the Grey Ghost's eyes began to glow their star-spangled hue, "I am not trapped here by you... You are trapped here with me... THE GREY GHOST! REAPER AND HARBINGER OF SOULS! FACE ME IF YOU SO DARE! YOUR SOUL... IS MINE!"...
The Grey Ghost outstretched his arms, allowing the living metal to become active. "COME FORTH! REAPERS OF STEEL WINGS! LAY WASTE TO THEM!" He cried out. For a brief moment, nothing happened. The Holy Knight laughed and mocked him... until the thunderous roar of radial & inline engines filled the entire sky.
Red Tail P-51 Mustangs, Squadron VF-13 F4Us, Doolittle B-25 Mitchells, Midway Scouting SB2U-2s Vindicators, led by new vestige, C. Wade McClusky, and the entire 43rd Bomb Group of Flying Fortress B-17s, led by new vestige, Jay Zeamer and the Eager Beavers of "Old 666", flew overhead. Once little Vindicators spotted the holy knights, they, along with the Corsairs and Mustangs, dove on them. Streams of tracer rounds of .50 caliber from the Corsairs and Mustangs rained down red-streaking slugs of molten metal into the Holy Knight with ease. Vindicators spat hot slag of .30 caliber bullets, as they slung light bombs at the Holy Knights further away from the villagers and village. It was a massacre the Holy Knights weren't even prepared to handle.
As they began to retreat, "Old 666" with the other B-17 joined by the Doolittle Raiders dropped heavy ordinances on their encampments, turning tents into fire, destroying any sign they'd ever existed other than a smoking crater on the very outskirts of the village. One of the Holy Knights stumbled and fell as he tried to escape. However, as he rolled over, he watched as this servant of a false god marched through fire and smoke alike, without even a slight flinch in his reaction. His red, white, and blue-hued eyes glowed as if he were some vial god of wrath who'd just found his next target.
"W-what... what are you!?!?" Cried the Holy Knight. The Grey Ghost lifted the Holy Knight into the air. "I am the Grey Ghost... but you may refer to me as... The New Angel of Death." His star-spangled gaze pierced the Holy Knight's soul as he plunged his fist through the Holy Knight's chest.
"Let this be a warning to all those who dare come near this place. I was first baptized by water, then by fire," the Grey Ghost raises his fist into the air, the Knight's heart in his hand, "and now by blood." He crushed the Knight's heart covering himself in blood.
With a fraction of the once mighty Holy Knights in retreat, the Grey Ghost made his way back into the village was most of the vestige aircraft vanished. As the villagers and Shiva looked at him, so too did the vestiges of Lemuel Curtis, The Red Tail, Jesse Brown, The Blue Tail, Wade McClusky, The Vindicator Specialist, and Jay Zeamer, The Eager Beaver. The Grey Ghost looked to his vestiges and smiled. "It just may be that taking over this world... doesn't sound like such a bad."