The little demon reappears, this time with a coffee and a tired expression.
-Hey guys, what do you think of this story so far? -he sips some coffee – Yeah, this isn’t helping. I’m having a tough day, so what about I leave you with some kind of teaser? What? The black frog tattoo people? Ok, I’ll leave you with that then. See ya. ahhhh-hhaaaaaa
The demon goes away yawning and exhausted, as his TV turns on again.
Its nighttime, the wagon conducted by the soulless hooded puppet arrives to the forest’s heart, a clearing space deserted. The little pink hair girl jumps out with her bunny on her arms.
-I’m so bored. Why do we have to make a reunion now?
From the wagon a bandaged covered and seemingly fragile man limps off it. Two red eyes shine from his face as he mumbles.
-We were summoned Samara; we have to answer the call.
-But we were almost at that little town to get me more toys! – pouts Samara -And we were also in trail of one of them. What is so important to have summoned us right now?
-Patience Samara, our destiny is what it is. Now get the stone out so we can get on the meeting.
-Sorry, Mr. Whiskers.
Samara rips off her stuffed bunny’s head and reaches down his body, looking for something. A purple crystal with some kind of inscription is on Samara’s hand.
As soon as Samara pronounce it, the crystal starts trembling on the air and flashes, illuminating the forest. As the light dies out, a purple orb appears, with lines of inscriptions covering it. A big eye appears from the center of it. The eyeball starts to look at every direction and fixates the two travelers. From below it a mouth tears apart from the orb, morphologically changing each time a different voice is perceived.
-Samara and Kane have join us too. We are finally assembled.
-Hey, little Sam how is my lil girl doing?
-I’m not your little girl, you weirdo!
-Kids, stop it. You can do your love quarrel another time.
-Shut up, you old geezer! When are you going to leave this world? It’s time to do it.
-What did you say?
-You heard me, I--
-Silence. This is not time to any pebble fights; I didn’t summon you all for this. – says a deep voice, who ended the discussions -We located the sixth element of it.
-Are you serious?
-Yes, we are close to get it. It’s finally time to gather up.
-Where is it?
-At Amber Continent’s Cryptic Wisp Desert.
-Damn, we never get something easy, huh?
-Samara, Lucian, we need for you to get to Slipstream Gate without delay.
-What about the other thing? We are so close to- -
-Securing it is the top priority. All other assignments are to be ceased. We have only one purpose: retrieve the sixth element no matter what.