<span style="font-weight: bold">Infiltration Team</span><br/><br/>Oh, so it was time for talk then? Ephantus supposed t couldn't hurt. Now that he was here in Crosswind's lair, it could be beneficial to learn from the man before Ephantus disintegrated him.<br/><br/>It also occurred to Ephantus that his new..."allies" might not appreciate his association with Crosswind. Eliminating them would probably be a rather big pain as well.<br/><br/>"I am here for my own benefit, Crosswind." Ephantus answered. "Curiosity brought me here. After all, my sources never did tell me what exactly happened to Project Midnight." The machine-intelligence boomed. "Considering I sank so many resources into the Project will little to sjow for it in the end." His cyclopian eye glowed red as he fixed Crosswind with a look.<br/><br/>"Most unsatisfactory."<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Interference Team</span><br/><br/>"There are two of them." leske muttered in horror, staring at the Dayman. "Of course there are two of them."<br/><br/>For the sake of his own sanity, Leske decided that it would be best to just ignore the Dayman and Sailor as much as he possibly could. SO with that in mind he turned his attention back to the random, chaotic violence of destroying a city for the sake of distraction.<br/><br/>And noticed Horror, Sark and the Nightman. "I don't know who those guys are," Leske raised his gun, aiming at Sark, "But this is seriously not their day." He fired.