"My only problem is with that Templar. I cannot let too much Darkness in, or our plans would be ruined. That templar could destroy what Darkness I have allowed into this world. If you could, maybe, distract her.." SIRI slides into the seat next to him and gives him a little smile, "I could work my magic. Opening and shutting the portal would sap my strength, so we would need a team there to retrieve him. I would like to stay here to be safer, because who knows what that disgusting little team would do to me." She shivers, then leans back in her chair. SIRI pulls out G.O.O.G.L.E. and opens the book, landing onto a page with a picture very similar to Pullio on it. "It says here that berserkers, due to the little to no access to today's technology, have never ridden a motorcycle or anything like that. They run, ride horses, and....shit....if they can beat one into submission, there is a record of a small tribe of berserker lead warriors that rode dragons."