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John witnessed the dog being summoned, wondered what the limitations on this kids summoning capabilities were, and tried to imagine what he would so if he had to fight against someone like him. Perhaps this was not a normal thin to imagine after meeting someone new, but after all John had recently gone through it was almost common sense.

"Well thats one useful dog. Seems all they're good for is shitting on your rug." John joked "So where you guys from?" He asked the other two.

Meanwhile

Wesker's eyes flicked open, to find himself leaning against the wall of a building. 

"What is this?" He said, looking around and hearing the other voices outside "Who did this to me?" He wondered, angrily.

His eyes glowed red, as he still felt the immense, inhuman strength within himself. But of course he did. He was a god. Figuring anyone outside would be just as lost as himself, however, he calmed down, figuring it pointless to act hostile at this time. After all, he could get answers out of em. He walked out the door and casually walked through the streets, looking for anyone.