<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Interference Team</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Error. Error. Error.</span>Came the bland cry of the checkpoint.<span style="font-weight: bold">Checkpoint #2 experiencing catastrophic system failure. Activation of checkpoint will be withheld until situation is resolved. Checkpoint #3 now activated.</span><br/><br/>Some ways away, the next checkpoint lit up and pinged.<span style="font-weight: bold">Checkpoint active. Checkpoint system now temporarily disabled. Searching for appropriate boss figure.</span><br/><br/>-----<br/><br/>Back in the Abandoned Warehouse Bar and Grill (which was now actually abandoned, although still not a warehouse, a lone female figure knelt by the door. She was dressed in white robes, wore no shoes, and her harms were decorated in intricate tattoos. Dark hair was pulled back into a tight bun, revealing bright blue eyes shimmering with unshed tears.<br/><br/>"You always were a fool," she muttered. "Mhenlo. You wanted to be like Togo too much and now...now look at you." Of course, there was nothing there, but she could feel it, could feel the residual energy he left behind as he, and another apparently, departed from this world. "But you didn't deserve this. I swear I'll find whoever..."<br/><br/>With the crackling of energy, she was scooped up - and dumped into the middle of the makeshift race track. Suddenly her mind became clouded. Anger burned within her. "So..." she spied the Dayman. Stratus. Vespi. Leske. Scarlet. Even Pullio and Hakuzo. "You were the ones who killed him. You killed Mhenlo!" The air around here seemed to shimmer. Her tattoos began to glow and she...lifted off the ground.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Xienghen Agetev<br/>HP: 485/485<br/>MP: 300/300<br/>Abilities: Energy blasts, flight, righteous fury</span><br/><br/>"Now it's your turn!" She pulled her hands back, as if cupping something to her side. "Chi Blast!" She thrust them forward and a lance of bright white energy lanced forth - aiming right for Pullio, the man she had decided was actually responsible for Mhenlo's death. Oh and Hakuzo, just because he happened to be in the way.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Infiltration Team</span></span><br/><br/>"So we're in," Haley hissed at Geirhald, then glanced around the corner. "Where now?"<br/><br/>The sandstorm made a noise like a grumble. "Not...sure..."<br/><br/>"Great. What about..." Then she noticed Izaak. "Are you the only one who followed us in?"<br/><br/>Dorian sighed and disappeared from the watch, jumping from mirror to mirror, searching for the lord of the Castle.