"Wait!"
*Running over to Dala, Cifero quickly slipped the necklace that Lorkin gave him over Dala's head.*
"You need it more than I do."
*He looked over at Atticus and the other man*
"You're welcome to help her out. Just don't kill her."
*He looked over at Lumi, Grace, and Kim*
"I have other engagements to attend to..."
*Moving quickly, he stands between Dala and the others his blades drawn.*
ELSEWHERE...
*A tall, scarred warrior opens the door to a room, flanked by other warriors. There is a large mandala at the far end. A lone figure kneels on the ground, his back to the warriors. He is watching something in a large mirror. Reaching the bottom of the steps, the tall warrior kneels. The others follow.*
"You summoned us, my lord?"
"Yessssss, my loyal general. Yessssss I did."
*The figure looks over his shoulder, revealing a featureless silohette similar to the face of a cat, for the room is mostly dark except for a strange light coming from the mirror. A single, gleaming, evil-looking eye is seen. It resembles a lizard's.*
"Come here, Grant, and tell me what you sssssssee."
*The general, Grant, comes up the stairs and looks into the mirror. A picture of Cifero sitting in a tree is shown.*
"I see... a crat, presumably young, but who has apparently been through a lot."
*The figure chuckles.*
"Yessssssssssss.... that is correct."
*The figure stands, revealing himself to be about the same height as Grant. He looks the warrior in the eye. Still, no true features are shown.*
"He ssstandsss in my way... the sssspiritsssss have ssssshown me that he is one of a group who will ultimately caussse the downfall of everything we have achieved."
"But my lord, you have control over the other one. Surely you could..."
"SSSSSSSILENSSSSSSE!"
*The figure takes a deep breath and continues.*
"He issssss not an adequate choissssssse. I need him for my massster plan. I want you to sssssssssend one of the Dregurn... a powerful one."
*The tall warrior nods*
"Right away my lord. The boy won't stand a chance."
*The tall warrior leaves the room, accompanied by all others except for two blue-eyed indiviuals, who remain. One of them is a tall white bengal tiger with a giant broadsword, while the other is a slightly shorter lynx with numerous daggers and a long metal spear. The figure looks back and chuckles.*
"Not long now, my ssssonsssss... sssssssoon, that little pesssssssk sssshall fall prey to the Dregurn... and then nothing will sssssstand in the way of the demon lord Marcusssss Dresssssssdon."
(The plot thickenssssss...)