Shade Walker was a bit taken back by the sudden change of tone. He himself had never had a reason to question the matter but the mask on his face hid any actual emotion he may have felt from being shown. [color=a187be]"The Black Tree is a means to an end. It will become the world's tree if the boss has any say in the matter. While he is strong enough to mount the whole of the country on his wall as trophies of battle he seeks to come to that conclusion only as a last resort. The Black Hand originally viewed this organization as the means to which he can grasp the world, and make it better. His own version of Utopia. A world in which the strong ruled, and the weak were lifted up only when the proved themselves strong."[/color] Shade Walker stated as he then pointed towards East.

 [color=8882be]"However down the line that changed I would assume. Elements from rogue sections of the dark industry we find ourselves in changed. We let in more zealous criminals. We let in washed up heroes. However the goal is still the same as it has ever been to my knowledge. A world where your own abilities decide your fate. Where loyalty, and strength are the measure of one's ladder. If you have the strength to lift yourself to power you will earn it, if you fail then you failed yourself. The Black Hand wants a singular entity to rule the world where the only threats to unity are urban terrorists. There will never be peace. Never be a conflictless world. Strife is a part of the human experience. However gone will be morality that chains those who have strength. Morality is a human construct that limits us. No longer will self glorification of today's heroes be a fad."[/color] Shade Walker pointed towards the outside. [color=8493ca]"How many times have you seen heroes rewarded for playing up to the peoples' values, and had them discarded in favor of the newest flavor of the week?"[/color] Shade said this time a bit angrier than he had been.

 [color=8493ca]"I myself am tired of the same people getting rewarded for 'antics', and their flawed ways of thinking that only the good guys have a point. Only those with charisma have a right to get heard! The Black Hand will wipe the slate clean things will be orderly, and ruled by merit. You're your own ladder climb it to see where you go, and how far you can reach. We are not Yakuza. We are not bound by honor, and morality. We simply are. A singular being capable of overcoming the shallow pond that the heroes have made of our new society. There is nothing super about them, or the people they are worshipped by. We shall prove that might makes right."[/color]

Captain East took the chance in the lull in Shade Walker's speech to whisper to Verd, [color=fff200]"You fail to grasp the Black Tree's cybernetics division's true ability. They can make it contort to a point to match your quirk. It won't be the same but it shall allow you to walk without limping. You won't be able to make that climb up the ladder if you don't have your leg."[/color] East assured Verd.