Solitary Watcher finally decided to leave. This battle was over. The Green King's guild had fallen. Their allies were scattered. Dissolutions were scattered all over the ruins of the city attacking everyone not within the Ebony Strykers. Watcher would have been attacked by one by now if he hadn't been in stealth the entire time. The biggest question was how did the Strykers tame dissolutions? Dissolutions were everyone's enemy.

Watcher made his way out of the city and found an unoccupied building to sort things out privately. He toggled off his camouflage when he felt the location was safe. He pulled up Deep Ground's notepad program and began to take notes.

[list=1]
[*]Ebony Strykers at war with all guilds, must have some serious plan[/*]
[*]Dissolutions tamed. How? Excellent tactic nonetheless[/*]
[*]Fang Rangers crippled. Possibly unrecoverable. Black King definitely sending a message there.[/*]
[*]Strykers x Sweepers alliance. How did Black King get an alliance with a moderator group that is supposed to deal with bandits?[/*]
[*]Thing to Find Out: Reason for Black King's declaration of war.[/*]
[*]Thing to Find Out: How were the dissolutions tamed.[/*]
[*]Thing to Do: Join a Guild. Possible options I like: Red Guild. Probable Best Option: Black.[/*]
[/list]

Solitary Watcher frowned as he looked at the end of his list. That was a difficult decision to make. The Red King seemed like a team player and Watcher liked that. However, the Black King's strategy appealed strongly to him, she used the game's environment spectacularly, and as vicious as her guild mates were they knew how to wage war. He didn't like how bloodthirsty the group he saw were. Watcher liked to fight other players, but he picked his fights carefully and certainly didn't fight just for the sake of fighting.

He closed up the app and finally had come to a decision. He left the building and grappled up to the top of the building. He checked the map to orient himself properly and closed it as he dashed from building to building to the Black City. Part of him wondered if this was the right choice, but that doubt wasn't enough to stop him. The guards at the entrance were wary of him, but relaxed when the noticed his unguilded status.

"You here to join?" One of them asked. He was a level six armsman with a rugged look with the name Rusty Nail.

Watcher nodded once. "Where do I sign up? Never been in a guild before, so I'm not familiar with the process of joining one."