Alvios stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes going wide, one hand going to his stomach. [color=mediumorchid]"....Black masks...and powerful enough to kill hundreds with a wave of their hand, right? Could destroy a whole village on a whim?"[/color] Alvios growled a little under his breath. [color=mediumorchid]"... We have more common goals than I thought, Jenso. We've run into the same enemy before it seems."[/color]