Zen nodded his head to Vincent holding his gun toward the chair and following after Vincent leaving Shamus to guard their rear. They continued down the stairs until a voice called out for them to stop leaving them on the stage leveled with the desk and chair.<br/><br/>The chair turned around and a man wearing a very filthy lab coat turned to them. It had blood stains, yellowed stains, stains that seemed more like parts left on and other parts of it ripped from what looked like claw marks. Even sitting the chair the man seemed very tall. Standing up he would be around 11 feet tall. He wore glasses that seemed to reflect everything from different angles from far away allowing for his eyes to wonder when not interested in who was talking to him became boring. His skin was olive and he had straight red hair that he had tied into a samurai hairstyle leaving a few strands of hair in his face that had come out of the know or were not long enough. His face was normal enough a few cuts littering his cheeks, and his lips slightly dried out. He had thick red horns growing out of his forehead  and that tilted upward bending at the midsection and then leveling horizontally. The tips were dulled, and the horns as a hole were segmented by thin black lines. His eyes were slitted red and his irises were bright brown and the Sclera black. Under his lab coat he had on a striped shirt in a red and black pattern. His brown pants were baggy and had alot of pockets with many zippers going all over it. He was wearing white sneakers with a DNA Helix on them at the back. His fingernails are naturally black and are long. On his wrist is a watch, very organic looking in nature with someone inside who's arms are used like sticks to point to the time. On closer inspection the person could be seen roped in place and forced to do the movements, gears and cogs behind them in the background of the watch. On his neck he wears a collar that is connected to a mutated and again organic version of the cross, it's ends splitting into thorny ends and possibly moving. Cecil stood staring at them a smile on his face, his glasses acting like a mirror and reflecting them in his view slightly distorted from how they really were. "That's far enough students. I see you are willing to learn now correct?"<br/><br/>Zen looked at Cecil bring his gun up immediately. "Hello Cecil."<br/><br/>"Hello Zen. Who are these people you brought with you?"<br/><br/>"Not important Cecil. If they want to tell you who they are they can tell you on the way back. Now let's get going."Zen said his finger on the trigger ready to fire at any time.<br/><br/>"Now now Zen. We have plenty of time to talk. Now Zen's friends who are you may I ask?"<br/><br/>Keleon stood quiet for once, not wanting to say anything, the odds greatly against them. On the streets in front of them, Restless started to appear and looked towards the explosion walking towards it and in doing so walking towards Thomas and Keleon. The Saints began dropping to the ground as well. Beginning to surround Thomas on the street making his only exit the door. They began swiping at the air again and then laughed catching the Restless's attention and causing them to now start running towards Thomas and Keleon. "Fuck Thomas!Let's go!" Keleon yelled before realizing he didn't have to be that loud to talk.