[center][h2]Krunk Fortress, Lobby[/h2]
[sub]OK, YOU NEED TO GET THE F**K OUT[/sub][/center]

	As soon as Zerraf's foot struck the door, it flew off its hinges, but not in the direction he might've expected! It flew towards him, in pieces mind you, as a larger ball-man catapulted himself through it and into the center of the large room. The Krunklet cooks immediately fled at this display, and slammed the door to the kitchen shut, pushing Jenso out of the room as quickly as they could. 

	Upon landing and pushing his extremities from his armor, the newcomer turned to Jenso, Zerraf, Ainra and Eleanor, pointing his index finger at them all with a heroic pose! His armor was dark brown, like chocolate, but glimmered as any other. His helmet was two little horns, and his arm-plating was thicker than usual, wrapping around his arms like flexible tubes. "YOU!!!" He shouted, waggling his finger like a fucking tool. 

	...Who the fuck was he!?