Sable and Mark had gone to check all the traces of what would be the only things that they had in common with Deo. All the records had something connecting every transaction; it wasn't odd, given that they had ties that could make it hard to find anything that might implicate them. "So you are suspicious as well?" Sable asked as he rummaged through old files; they had both kept their files intact in one location, knowing that they would need to deal with something like this one day. "Naturally, Deo wasnt the type of person who would die saying a few words like that to anyone. Always proud to the end, and I know that there has to be something tying his death to someone we both know..." Mark stood there; his mind was going through everything he had been through. “We have been working together for the longest time, and we have to make sure that we would be able to stick together and see to it that there isnt going to be—” “Hold up…” Sable stopped, looking at him with a crooked smi

Sable had decided to head to the Lockwood house, knowing there would be much to learn there and that he would be using them for a while. On getting there, he was met with a gloomy house, almost as if the ghosts of the past haunted it. He was not there to be someone who cared about the family; he had come for one thing: to make sure he could get something that would lead him to the answers he needed. Entering the house, he was met with the grim face of Ethan Lockwood. The man seemed rather lost, almost like there wasn't anything left for him to even hold on to. A half-empty bottle of whiskey on his table, piles of paper that seemed thrown off the wrong place. Ethan Lockwood was one of the few men that he knew wouldn't even fail to keep himself looking responsible. But it seemed the loss of his son got to him hard, and from what he could see, there was nothing he would want to see. “Now this is a sight I never thought I would see…” Sable muttered, standing in front of the man.

The remaining warlords had received word that an unknown man had killed Deo Cabo, and the last people to see him were Sable and one of the Jaeger brothers. "Sable is trying to do something without telling us, and I don't seem to like the way he is trying to go about it!" Baron wasn't in the best of moods; learning that one of the few men that they could control was dead didn't seem to sit right with him in any way possible. "There is no way he would try to do something that would go against the way we have been running things." Faber spoke, trying to control the room, knowing that they were bound to go out of hand; it wasn't going to be something that they would be able to predict how he was going to try to walk. "Sable is also a warlord, and because of that we are obliged to give him the respect he deserves. Even if you think that there isn't meant to be a need for that..." Hortio was silent, knowing that his brother would have a good reason for being with Sable, and it was clea

Darius stood still, waiting for the man to attack. He knew it was best not to do anything that would set off the signals, knowing they were bound to trigger attacks. The Masked Mist moved, blitzing over to Darius. This time, his attack was serious, and it had every intention of taking his limb off. Darius blocked it, but in this attack, he could feel the immense power behind it, how it was well curated, and how he was trying to make sure that nothing would hold him back. Darius countered with a gut blow; this made the man grunt, his back arched in the air as Darius pulled him by the cloth, hauling him into the craters that were there. In the next second, Darius bolted for the man. He leaped into the air, holding both his legs, and crashed to the ground like a meteor. The Masked Mist managed to get out of the way, but he wasn't fast enough to get away from Darius' repeated onslaughts. Each blow he threw was packed with enough power to take the head of an amateur off. His body p

At the same time, while Darius was in Borimi, Luther and Cho had gone down to Northern Skull Island to investigate what they believed to be the production of ozario and other component drugs. They had been tracing the trails, but they couldn't get a ping at the specific location. Luther had dreaded that they would lose the trail, but they got a clear location that time. "With Lord Darius investigating what happened to Lord Fifth, it's best if we handle this. We can't get him tangled with what we have failed to solve..."Luther spoke, trying to keep everything in a normal state of mind. They were more than capable of handling hordes of warriors, but Luther had managed to break through the fourth pillar, giving him a clear advantage. Cho was right behind him at the third pillar; he was a warrior of high substance, eagerly training to surpass Luther. They had arrived at the location, standing on a building across from it, watching. It was clear they were about to face something tha