"That's the best you can do?" Scythe said, grunting as he pulled the bullet free.<br/><br/>"Ah crap," Torrance said. "I thought they were still developing that serum, I didn't know they were actually USING it." Scythe fired the spike towards them but it stopped in mid-air, a look of shock crossing Scythe's face.<br/><br/>"Nice job Cypher," Riley said, smiling.<br/><br/>"Uh, Riley," Cypher replied. "That wasn't me." He felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Torrance pointing at a figure none of them had noticed before. A woman in a long brown cloak, her face hidden by a hood with just strands or red hair poking from underneath, her hand outstretched and pointing towards the spike.<br/><br/>"Seven years Scythe," the woman said, a note of amusement in her voice. "Seven years and your tactics haven't changed one bit." The spike snapped in half as the woman walked towards the window. "How about you fight someone on a power level like yours fool," she said, throwing back her hood to reveal a beautiful young woman who had a scar running across her right eye.<br/><br/>"Myra..." Cypher said, half in shock. "How was I sitting in the same cafe as her and I didn't recognise her?!"<br/><br/>"But...you..." Scythe said, visibly shaking at the sight of Myra. "You died. I saw you die.<br/><br/>"Oh dear Scythe," she replied. "All those years you knew me and you couldn't recognise one of my own illusions."