"Ready myself? For wha- hey wait, where the hell are you going? What about this mess? And what am I supposed to be ready for?!" Jacque barked, feeling a flare of indigence as Scorn suddenly began to fly away. The villain groaned and chased after Scorn, his fear being replaced with aggravation towards the lantern's cryptic warning. For a moment he considered just letting the strange man fly away, but part of him wanted to know just what Scorn was talking about, and honestly, he had nothing better to do now that he'd taken enough cash and jewelry to last him several months.