With each of the young Overlords in their armor, Gnarl smiled. "This way, Masters and Mistresses." He began heading back up the stairs with a sigh. "Now, since we don't have the Tower Heart, I can't send you as far as I'd like. However, with the help of Mistress Fay and a few blues, I should be able to get you close enough. In the field, you won't be able to call any minions except browns."

"Old one!" a young, loincloth-clad brown called, running up to him from atop the stairs. "They took the stones."

"What stones?" Gnarl scowled, walking past the young one.

"The spell stones. The Minion Totems. All of them." it replied, rushing to keep up with the elder as to not end up under the feet of one of its masters.

"Those aren't a priority." Gnarl yelled back at him.

Luna was the first to react once they reached the pool where the Tower Heart was supposed to be. The pool looked muddy and disgusting. She kicked the young messenger into the pool with a smirk before stepping in herself, making sure to step on its back.

"Mistress Luna has the right idea." Gnarl nodded. "Mistress Fay, if you would."

Fay rolled her eyes but stood at the opposite end from gnarl, 4 blues taking their spots around the pool.