Diana began to speak in a worried tone... “But what about deatheater and MagicSpaceKitty? They’re in no condition to travel.” “And I’m not going to leave my team behind...” ImmaDrizzit adds, his face filled with determination. “No ones getting left behind. But those injuries, they will take time to heal. Diana can help speed up the healing process, but only to an extent. “ Says Cell-3, his eyes flickering green. “So? What does that mean? You’re not thinking of leaving them here are you? Because of you are thinking of leaving deatheater, you’ll have a very special meeting with my arrow.” Says Artemis as she grabs deatheater’s shoulder. “If you could at least calm down..” says Cell-3 before being interrupted my Robo Owl... “Pretty sure she’s angry because deatheater and her love each other...” says Robo Owl, slightly laughing. “Oh... Now you’ve done it you robotic piece of-“ Artemis stops talking as ImmaDrizzit puts his arm in front of her. “Look, MagicSpaceKitty and Deatheater are in mortal danger if they don’t rest. So, I suggest that we stay here until we see signs of Alphos awakening again.” Says Cell-3. “Sound good?” He adds. The rest of the team nods. Texas Jedi comes back at the table to collect the team’s cups, and suddenly the team goes back to chattering again. The small group of three next to the the countertop began to emit some noise as well. A figure of a skinny build began to lean forward towards the countertop. Its armor seemed to be a sneak suit of some sort, with a mask with one red eye. Blonde hair could be seen protruding from behind its head... “That’s a pretty suspicious bunch...” says the figure, known as Snowy, in a voice that couldn’t be identified as male or female... “Well... they sure do look out of place. Sorta like us...” Says Ben10Howard, a figure with metal wings on his back and a bird helmet enveloping his face. “Hehe... yeah...” says Notorious, bearing fur armor and a small grey stone carved into one of his gauntlets. The stone bore the image of a wolf. “I think we should talk to them...” says Snowy, in a slightly robotic voice. “Be my guest.” Says Howard as he beckons Snowy forward. The team of twelve still filled the air with the sounds of voices. As Snowy began to get out of its chair, the bar door burst open. Texas Jedi turned to look at the entrance, and the team of twelve all had their eyes locked on the figure who had just entered the room. It was a shirtless figure, with his hair tied back in a bun. “Zen!” Says Cell-3, not seeing Snowy trying to approach him, and the robot immediately began to run after the shirtless figure. Cell-3 and Zen both flew out the door, with Snowy following to see what the commotion was. The Overwatch ran through the swinging door, ignoring several whispers behind it, and looked at the street in front of the bar. Cell-3 could be seen wrestling with the shirtless figure. The two were locked in a fight, with punches being thrown left and right. Snowy began to pull out a sniper rifle, and slowly Snowy loaded a tranquilizer dart into the chamber. The Overwatch took aim, aiming the rifle at the shirtless figure’s head. Snowy breathed in and... A loud gunshot filled the air. The shirtless figure, Zen, could be seen lying on the ground, slowly closing his eyes. Cell-3 got up, and he retracted a blade that had come out of his hand. The robot stared at Snowy with red eyes... “Uhh... Hi...?” Says Snowy in an Anxious tone. “You.... you come here from a rift of some sort?” Says Cell-3, observing the Overwatch’s armor. “Yes... how’d you know?” “I could tell from your armor and weapons...” Cell-3 began to explain everything to Snowy, everything about the great dragons and Draksos and his apprentices. He introduced Notorious, Howard, and Snowy to himself and the team. The team of eleven had emerged out of the bar, looking at Snowy with confusion. Notorious and Howard had come out as well, and they were being hammered with questions. After a few minutes had passed, Cell-3 began to focus his attention towards the original group of eleven... “So... I’ve introduced you all to Snowy, Notorious, and Howard. Now, let’s talk about Zen here.” Says the robot as he points down at Draksos’ apprentice, lying on the ground, asleep. “We have a choice: Spare him, and gather intel from him and potentially gain an ally, or kill him, lowering the amount of trouble that could be caused here in DarkSpire.” [u]Choice A[/u]: Spare Zen [u]Choice B[/u]: Kill Zen