[@Conch Shell VII]

	The liar was a bit too preoccupied trying to catch the elusive escapee to really care what Jane was doing. Even if it was something as seemingly important as avoiding a rocket. When it did hit him, the explosion sent the impostor tumbling end over end across the pavement. But this only momentarily slowed down the Lord of Lies, who promptly pushed himself back to his feet again and resumed pursuit. Even with a gaping hole in his chest, he didn't really seem to mind the wound. Jane however, would continue pursuit. It would seem that this Lord of lies was rushing to meet up with the other one.

[@The Harbinger of Ferocity][@UnknownScarlet4]

	The lord of lies in this location looked amused. He just smirked, making no other movements from his position.

	"That will not be necessary, feline. This ruse has gone on long enough. I have accomplished far more than I intended." The escapee and second impostor arrived at the scene. "Where is the other one?"

	"He expired." The newly arrived lord was wheezing, despite having no lungs to do so with.

	"Did they actually find out how to destroy these bodies?" Another rocket smacked into the newly arrived lord, sending him tumbling end over end again. "Maybe not... Regardless, I have preparations to make elsewhere. Farewell." And with that, the remaining impostors bubbled into ink and seeped back into the ground.

	Meanwhile, the escapee finally got the bag off of his head. "Whew, it was getting hot in there." He appeared to be a pilot of some type. Anyone familiar with aviation could tell this easily by his baggy red jumpsuit. "Thanks for rescuing me. The name is Major Stryker. I was flying my space ship around when HOLY COW WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?" The space pilot drew his laser pistol and aimed it at the Ink Devil. "Are you with that impostor fella!?"