In his mind Xeno gave a singsong "Target acquired." As he looked up from the sand. The grains which surrounded him shifted back and forth as something seemed to bubble beneath them. But then again he really was in no hurry. He was not a true hunter. Rather a separate experiment which had "demoted". He was in no way loyal in truth. More he was just curious to see what Poseidon was really capable of. As the sand tore asunder a blue and flesh tone material emerged. It seemed to have features at times but nothing resembling that of conventional life. It was half flesh and half slime as it bubbled and whipped around. The mass lifted and dropped into a large blob on the beach. From it two blue eyes looked up at Michael. "It's about time I found you." The voice was childish and lacked any apparent source. Suddenly the blob fell back onto itself. It took the form of a small blonde boy laying on the beach. But it was clearly not a human naturally. Xeno's mass rippled constantly. He was clearly still a blob. It was taking all of the creatures effort to even pose as human; and in no way convincing.