“What can you give me?” “A hell lot more than those Zygerrian idiots.” “That’s rich. As you seem to think that we actually invited you here to talk.” 20 or more gangsters in suits walk in with blaster Tommy guns and assorted weapons* “You seriously think that you can get out of this Set? After all you did?” “Of course I can. You on the other hand....” “You won’t think that when I say you won’t die?” “Oh. I know someone will die. And it won’t be me. Because I am so much more...than you can ever imagine...” “Oh? Now.” The gangsters open fire peppering Set and George Lester, his second in command, with laser fire* The bolts all freeze as in solid amber and turn around pointing at the mobsters* “You thought that could work? Ha. He looks at the leader* He starts speaking Divine Words of power (ancient Egyptian)* [i]You are a snake. A slithering reptile....[/i] “NO!! NO!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” The man screams as his legs fuse into a scaly tail and fangs rip through his gums and teeth* “Anyone else want to reconsider?” They all point their guns at Set and George* “Wrong choice.” The bolts turn into solid red iron and shoot toward at the mobsters and rip them to shreds* “What a shame. We shall need more enforcers.” “Yes sir. Diego is contacting us.” “Good. We shall fix this.” He waves his hands and Set animals pop into being and run through the building* “Kill anyone who isn’t with us.” “Let’s leave this mess.” He walks out into a red limousine with Lester as “Purple Lamborghini” is blasting* It speeds off into the City Night*