As Sard stretched out, getting a feel for his form once again after being some dumb loafing monster for so long, he half paid attention to what the half-human said. Then, the leader gem, Garnet, explained the plan to him and the others. "Hmm. We take the most expected route- an unexpected move! I like it." Sard said with a grin. He lethargically summoned a shuriken and spun it around in his hand, remembering how to use it. As he did this, the Melanite spoke her gratitude, albeit nervously. She gave him and the rest of the rag-tag team a good once over, her black curly hair bouncing slightly as she stared up and down. She looked sorta like a ghost, a gothic-like theme, he liked it.

Then, a loud sound echoed through the room, sounding suspiciously like a fist hitting an unprepared opponent. Sard whipped his head around to see a Citrine in gem form, and a very suspicious looking Halite. That jerkwad had hit her without so much as a warning! Sard was all for outwitting your opponent, but this was straight up unfair. Jerkwad asked two quick questions, his bellowing voice making them sound more like orders than queries. Sard quickly pointed to him, and answered him. "One! You're in a room with Me in it. Two! You don't leave, if you wanna hit innocent people." Sard quickly summoned a second shuriken, and spun both around in his hands at a surprising speed. "Why don't you try to hit me instead, you cloudy fool?" Sard asked, getting into fighting stance and preparing to thrash this sack of rocks.