"What game are they playing?" Xelos wondered aloud, keeping a close eye on the events and the giant Dragonair the Collective had created. The virus wasn't sure what to make of this development, so for now he was not going to intervene with the Collective's business, and instead would just sit back and watch the events play out.<br/><br/>The Dragonair shook it's head. "I didn't do anything..." it uttered vocally, it's voice quite similar to the one it used to communicate mentally. The storm clouds had settled now that the trio was no longer attacking, but did not disappear yet. The slight crystallization of it's earlier wound crumbled away, revealing that the injury had been completely healed.