((Awww, it was just getting interesting too.))<br/><br/>All that popped into my mind during the whole time of the argument was, 'Who the hell is this guy?'<br/>"Hey." Ditan said. "Since you don't know where your loyalties lie, I suggest you leave here at once. This is our vacation, and we don't need some magic-high soldier blowing it up."<br/>"Ditan, calm down." I said.<br/>"NO! Look, we need Agamme, and He's getting in the way!"<br/>"Ok then. Arme, is it? You better leave before you offend someone else with your ways, or cause more confusion among the group." I said.<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile, in the lobby...<br/><br/>Agamme sat on the bench, taking a wolf he got from the store, tossing it in his maw, and gulping it down. "Ahhh..." He said as it slithered down his throat.