Chronos' footsteps echo as he approachesl the writhing black mass. It swirls angrily. [i]We have failed.[/i] "Yes... Failure... Something we... Have no... Patience for..." "They will never comprehend peace or harmony!" "Now now," Chronos tugs at his tie, "I assume we will go with Plan B?" [i]Yes. Plan B...[/i] "THEY cannot STOP us" Chronos smiles coldly. "Excellant. I shall begin the preperations..."