"Take your stupid bloody invisible man and leave people alone!" a voice from the left-hand side of the chamber bellowed. "We can only leave people alone insofar as the Lord leaves people alone!" replied a normal-looking fellow wearing a crown on the right, King88. "And He is everywhere! We can but do His Will!" The chamber was a large black cuboid, 4 sheer, smooth black walls, a flat black floor and a ceiling containing two piercing blue-white bars, a stark, cold, bleak room in which a number of long wooden tables were overturned on either side. Hunkered down behind these barricades were several figures on either side, who, as I watched, stood up, cradling a lump of some dark substance, and flung handfuls of the very same stuff at the opposite group. One lump thrown by the top-hat-wearing, monocle-sporting, tartan-clad gentleman who had first shouted out, splattered on the wall behind a fellow wearing lupine fur about his shoulders, and a hood made of a wolf's head. I examined the mark from my position, before recoiling from the foul smell. "You're just burbling random remarks with no evidence and certainly no proof behind your assertions," an Elite glowing a dark, burning orange stated bluntly. I turned to look at the alien. It swung its head around on its snake-like neck, and stared at me. I frowned with wide eyes, licking my lips nervously. "What is such a creature doing in a brawl like this? A refined, elegant beast of the stars, with powers beyond mere mortals, simply squatted in this dungeon flinging excrement at others?!" "Well, these idiots aren't going to learn anything by themselves," ash55 retorted.