Zephyr most certainly wasn't expecting a meeting with the boss of bosses himself, when he infiltrated the HIVE underground facility. They had been preserving their leader down there, amongst the crystallized walls. Any scientist personnel who were on shift at the time were evacuated and the alarm was signaled, with goons sprinting from every direction to corner the interloper. Yet, the mysterious orchestrator of this operation was merely sitting there in a puddle of his own putrid parasitic rot. He didn't seem combat-ready for sure, as if he hadn't moved a muscle for years. Would Zephyr dare to poke the hornet's nest? It's not like he could turn back now.

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