Etzali arched an eyebrow, "I was hoping for a democratic stance. However, someone wants me to create a Facist society, thus I have decided, a group of Demons and Brainedwashed will enter as Liquid, those that do so, do not expect to live long. You will be there to distract the Liquid while the main bulk of the force closes in on them. I will be joining this battle, it is time the world witnesses an actual Atzec Demon in action." He ran a hand through his black hair, which changed to a brown and wavier style as his fingers scythed through.<br/><br/>"But sir, who will head the-" Kelly asked, pulling her white coat around herself.<br/><br/>"I was thinking of the same thing too, brother." Xoltchi's whisper carried through the room, causing some to look at her.<br/><br/>Puppeteer smiled but said nothing. Etzali scanned the room, "Well, that would be the one here who has enough leadership skills, yet is too afraid to go. Cornelia."<br/><br/>"What?" But when she realised that there was no other to claim the position, she nodded, "I shall do my best to become as great as you."<br/><br/>Puppeteer cut in, "Now, see here, if we are going to have this mushy speech and yadda-yadda, I'm leaving. But, before I do, I must warn you...<span style="font-style: italic">Twins they are and the bond of twins goes further than any. If one dies, the other shall soon follow.</span>" He bowed and opened the door to leave. "That is a warning to those who understand, or think that they understand."