“I admit, I have my own reasons for wanting to see the end of the Angar-Rylla.” The Clockwork Man said finally after a moment of pensive waiting with Rarenrar staring directly at him. He couldn’t confess to really caring about the plight of the masses should a tolatarian regime be put into place by the rapidly expanding empire… such was the way of the world, but he had been promised something very important to him should he combat the greatest threat the Nexus had ever faced. He couldn’t pass up on the opportunity, and if he had to ally with murderers so be it.

The Mystan Elder to the Clockwork Man was a similar tool, he was to finish the matrix of the spider to better allow the Clockwork Man to combat his foes who’s strange alien technology was far beyond even his control. Still, here was a potential set of allies who had plans… people who could do real damage beyond the Clockwork Man’s vague schemes.

“If you have a plan in place to stop them, then I suppose I can forgive your interference with my own business.” He looked at the Mystan Elder to emphasise his point. “I assume you have some idea where this Omnicron may be located?” He asked cautiously, not yet pledging himself to any cause.