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"Slow?" Shadow repeated, "I'm lucky I can walk after the beating I took," he looked up at the target, "So what are the specs on anyone inside?"
Sir Ikonnen sighed, and threw the cigar out the window, which landed luckily into a bin outside. "All of them. Dead. And it wasn't an army." With a cold glare, he turned around. "Erne surveyed the scene. All dead. Once slice for each. All with a wound that only a swallow blade could make."

"It was in the early hours of the morning, the very time which no-one of the west faction would be awake." He added, to answer Hiro's question.

Zerus' face drooped slightly, his eyes widening and his pupils shrinking to mere dots. "So... a-a-all of them.. dead?"

"Yes."
Hiro stood up quickly, "So if his info is correct than the east sector is in danger! We need to hurry and stop it."
Silver in full tears hands over face

"Swallow blade?" Grimlock thought for a second while still leaned against the wall "Damn it I cant remember his name, I swear I remember hearing about a guy while with the Insanes that uses twin swallows.."
"Youre too late. The entire west alliance is burned to the ground, there's blood, dead members, scrawled across the entire area...." The leader took a deep sigh. "And, even if we did go...... you'd more then probably die..."

Erne then looked in his pocket. "Hm, time for me to go on my check to the Eastern alliance, then." With a quick motion, he stood up, and moved to the balcony. "I shall be back soon."

Sir Ikonnen nodded, and growled. "If you meet any of the Insanes... kill them." With that, he grabbed the holy gem that had reappeared on his desk, and threw it to Erne. "Use both Leviathan and Alexander. The summons will surely help you."

With a nod, Erne dropped down from the balcony, and slid down the rope at a fast rate.
"Sir, if the east sector is in danger we need to act fast!" Hiro said, standing up and sheathing his sword, ready to run off, "We can't just sit here while they might be getting killed!"
Grimlock spoke out "I want to go too." He then looked at the room "Well, I need to prove to you guys that I'm not a bad guy, dont I?"
"Hiro, we need to stay here." Ikonnen spoke softly. "Although they are in trouble, we swore to keep this base of operations fully defended, no matter what the cost. If this place goes down, all hope is lost." With that, Ikonnen put a paw against the wall. "And, I feel, that he might possibly come himself to deal with us. That is why I say for us to stay focused."

Erne quickly jumped down onto the floor. "Let's see if I can break through that barrier...." With a quick leap, he jumped onto the motorbike not too far away from the rope, and revved it up, the engines roaring into life. "Let's rock...." He muttered, before hitting the accelerator, and burst forward, popping out of the shield, screeching in a full arc around part of the shield, before heading off to the East.
"Sir, can't you sent a small team? I'm willing to go and so is the undead. We could at least warn them, and the defence here wouldn't suffer from two less people." Hiro tried bargaining, he couldn't possibly leave them there to fend for themselves with no warning, "Sir, with all do respect I will go either way. I can't leave them there to die, you'd have to tie me to a pillar to stop me." Hiro said.
"I will let you go only, Hiro." Sir Ikonnen spoke with a sigh. "I cannot yet trust the undead one. I must need pure proof, and, if I send him in, he could trick us and capture you, Hiro." He then looked seriously at Hiro. "And you're one of our best swordsmen here. I don't want you to get captured, or possibly killed."