Thread:TEOR-MMMM/@comment-35691777-20190420001722/@comment-35455126-20190427055513

@TEOR “Eh, don’t mention it.” Cryoflame said as she conjured a large phoenix made of frostflame. She mounts the bird and both take off, unaware that an ELOR portal had just formed near her.

(Somewhere)

A dark room, with nothing but a single computer monitor in front of a chair, displaying the battle on Pantheon.

Damocles teleports into the room. The figure whirls to face him, his face obscured by the darkness. However, one could easily make out his blue glowing eyes.

“Back from your survey?” he asked.

“Affirmative.” Damocles responded in a robotic voice. “The Targets of ELOR are quite capable.”

“I’m well aware, believe me.” said the figure.

“Inquiry.” said Damocles.

“Ask away, bucko.”

“When do you intend to locate G-#2?”

“Soon...” The figure turned back to his screen. “Just after I introduce Fee and his pals to Bella’s world.”

“And when shall you enact that plan?”

“Eh, sometime. The story hasn’t reached that part yet. Just be patient.”

“Affirmative.”

Damocles recedes into the shadows...

The figure smirks.

“Only a matter of time....heheheh.”