Things were getting dire and Momo was ready to move out, the only problem was Momo was pretty big and she wasn't sure if there were any suits or gas masks that could fit her. The oni took a look around and counted the number of memebers present. Everyone seemed to be here save for two; Amin and...<br/><br/>"Oi, anyone seen Glaive?" Momo asked scratching her head. Come to think of it, she could vaugely remember seeing him before, but couldn't quite recall him getting to the lab during the time of the incident...<br/><br/>Elsewhere...<br/><br/>The black ooze began to shift under being touched, a sickening sound of sludge moving about echoing through the halls as a bulge rose from the goo and gave form to the enlarged version of Kuro-Puurin's face. She gazed at Urch and his clones, her curious look giving way to another hollow smile as she spoke to him with little maliciousness in her voice. "Come, do you wish to be one with the origin of all things?" Black appendages began to rise from the sea of ooze, shaping themselves into opening maws that lay ready to devour the spooks above her. "All things must return to their origin. I promise that your journey back to Akasha will be a calming end." Her words were pure, but the action was not. The slime was just too...putrid and foul looking to entrust your life with...