So, the Collector had some power of his own. That was to be expected, though. After all, this one man managed to bring everyone here and trap them in this prison of a mansion. However, it seems like even this mysterious being can't control everyone. In fact, he and Marianne don't even seem to be on the same side. This information could prove valuable, so Conna'Cel placed it into several memory banks to ensure that it didn't get lost.

Eternal life? This man accomplished it? Conna'Cel had his suspicions, but Rosaline's comments proved them. It was hard to believe that only a short time ago Conna'Cel would have thrown that theory out the window, but after his experiences here, anything would have be believable. Eternal life was certainly nothing special compared to this mansion.

As the creaking grew louder, Conna'Cel noticed his threat detector levels rising. There was something dangerous approaching. Readying his arms to transform, he waited for the right moment to determine the best course of action. 

Then the "figure" appeared. It was fast. And powerful. The threat detectors reached 100% threat capacity, which made Conna'Cel take action. "Battle mode activate," Conna'Cel said in a calm manner that perfectly revealed his hostility. Both of his arms turned into minigun barrels, and his glorious wings appeared, fully repaired and ready for use once again. Taking off, he fired directly at the figure's chest, intending to use this confrontation to learn just what it could do.