Zane watched the replay from Eos' memory banks without comment. The video answered a few questions, but it also made a lot more, such as why that man seemed familiar, somehow. In a rare moment of sanity, he thought, [i] Maybe that is because we seem to have so much in common, lost so much, and gained so little, I can see myself in his eyes...[/i] But after that moment, he thoughts and feelings decended back into a muddle of madness. An explosion drew his attention to a big screen that was divided by camera feeds tracking all of the others in and outside the building. Sort of, the scout drone following Shiina was having trouble keeping up.

	Zane watched the battle happening outside the building. He followed the combatant's movements, taking special note of the beastmaster's techniques. [color=purple] "Your friends fight well." [/color] He murmured to Eos, who could also see it. Suddenly, an anxious scientist came running over. "Sir, there is uhh there is a problem." He stuttered. Zane narrowed his eyes [color=purple] "Go on." [/color] Was all he said. The man leaned in and whispered. [color=purple] "Tch, fine, I expected something like this. [/color] Zane said when he had finished. [color=purple] "Use the alternate outline, and hurry up!." [/color] The scientist scuttled away, like a mouse that just saw a hawk. To Eos, he said, [color=purple] "That man who made you, made you well." [/color] 

	He got up and walked over to the computer. He pressed a certain button, and an intercom system crackled to life, his voice also came from the scout drones, so Yamato could hear it too. He started with his laugh, [color=purple] Good afternoon, laaddiies and gents, monsters and fellow scientists. Before I go too far, let me consult my 'Textbook Lines for Clichéd Villains.' Hmmm.... blah blah blah, I have your friend...hmm blahblah. Better get her before Something Bad happens...badabdadum. [/color] There was a thud, as if a book was thrown. [color=purple] "You get the idea. But I am hardly going to make this fair or easy am I?" [/color] He laughed. [color=purple] No, of course not. I am acting the clichéd villain remember?" [/color] He laughed again. He released the intercom button and moved to the main console, muttering to himself about time. He typed quickly, bringing up a prototype security bot. [color=purple] System override, deploy the [url=https://mariusandrei.files.wordpress.com/2014/07/armor2065.jpg]Mark Threes[/url]. [/color] After that, he sat back and watched the fireworks unfold.