Lyra: Don't ever try to escape, Bulwark. I know how everything moves in the island. Haven't you noticed that there are cats in the entire island? I even know, from where you came and what is happening around you. Just follow me. We can't talk in here.

(She walks gracefully towards a house.)

Bulwark: Alright whiskers, so I have no choice.

(He follows her)

(Lyra leads Bulwark to M's house. She enters the store and finds Joss talking with the owner.)

M: Oh, hi Lyra!

Lyra: Perfect. You brought him.

Joss: Wait what?! Bulwark?

(He moves his hand slowly to his weapon.)

Lyra: Don't even try it. We are not your enemies.

(M goes and closes the shop.)

Bulwark: Analysis, Jaeger. We listen first, before action.

(He Observes the shop and stares at M)

Bulwark: Nowadays everyone is hostile. Why should we trust you? " Because if we wanted too, you be dead already" and blah blah blah right?

Lyra: Oh gods no.

(She climbs to the table. M closes the shop and returns to where she was.)

Lyra: I know why both of you are here and relax, we are trustworthy. She is M, blacksmith of Drashea and I'm Lyra, counselor of the Drashea chief.

Joss: The cat is freaking talking!

(Lyra sighs)

Lyra: Yeah yeah talking cat, awesome. Anyway, what you are looking is in top of Drashea's mountain. The ice dragon, one of the Vildrays resides in there. The thing is, no one has ever seeing or know if it's true. There has been movement of those moderno guys around the area. You must be careful on that note. They are very powerful people.

Joss: If you know so much, why haven't you done anything?

Lyra: As you said earlier, I'm just a cat. Although I know everything about the island, my influence is not enough. Even with this village chief, who approves what those moderno thugs are doing.

M: We know you have been sent by the Ardmery and Cathe chiefs and decided to help. The hunting grounds around here have been changing drastically. Monsters are being more savage and wilder, as if they were protecting something. This hasn't happened in our history.

Lyra: The reason, that cursed dragon. You must make haste to the place but be warned. Also, we will deny that we know you.

Joss: Typical about cats.

Lyra: I must preserve the lives of my kin. One day you may understand.

M: You can use anything you want from my shop. The bill will be sent to your chief.

(She smiles.)

Bulwark: So more of Moderno militant. They are expanding way to quick. Protocol 10 will engage if they reach a total of 90% territory gain.

(He grabs a big sword and two mid length swords and scans them.)

Bulwark: So, what is it that you want from us, or in exchange?

(He scans a shield)

(Lyra stays silent for a moment.)

Lyra: Kill Sygma and all his partners.

Joss: What?! Wait...WHAT?! WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!

M: Lyra has her reasons...

Lyra: The bastard has been using my kin for his experiments. He brainwashed most of the higher ups. Just, end his life.

Joss: I'm sorry, but I cannot do such request.

(Lyra looks at Bulwark.)

(At an underground lab, Sygma walks alongside pods and equipment. He stops in front of a screen and a hologram keyboard comes to view.)

Sygma: Call Professor Krom.

(After a moment, the call connects.)

(Bulwark looks straight at her)

Bulwark: ... What's in it for us? Yeah, we have "somewhat" info about the dragon.

(He sees his reflection in a dagger)

Bulwark: ... Moderno troops are here, you gave us a warning... But that's our main mission. Now, your side mission is placing us at risk. You get your part of the deal, and us?

Lyra: I have given you the weapons on this store and intel on the first dragon. I know the location of the rest, but they will be handed to you in due time. I can't give you a place to stay. Reason for that is Arya and Isabella are well known in the entire island and seeing them in any part will only alert the King and we know how this will end. You are tempting me here boy. With one quick word, they can find you and your team in seconds. Don't forget who am I.

M: Lyra please no! They are trying to help.

(Lyra growls at M)

Lyra: He is the one pushing me. Does he want the entire village?!

Joss: Ok, let's calm down. No need to tell anyone.

(Lyra sits and waits for Bulwark's response.)

(Dr. Krom is spectating a new project. Two scientist and what seems to be a giant scorpion like creature, bound by all its legs, tail and claws)

Krom: Engage.

(Two scientist, they place on a chest plate. One blue, the other Bronze. They let go of the tails and seconds past. Both tails linger extending around the chamber. The 10 eyes of the scorpion all look individually until the tails stop and then it focuses all eye on the subject with blue. Both tails begin to close in on the scientist.)

Scietist: Uum doc.... The cannon?

(Krom remains quiet. The tails get closer by the second until one tail taps the one in Bronze. The scorpion's eyes begin searching rapidly and it begins to release a high pitch screech.)

Krom: YES!! IT WORKED

(The tails swell up and spits out acid but doesn't affect the chamber. The scientist begins to panic but don't move in fear of getting hit. Krom waves and a flash happens. The scorpion is turned into crisp and the scientist are safe.)

Dr. Krom: The armor worked. Send those pieces to the groups at Drashea mountain. Those lousy beasts won't see, smell or sense them over there. Phantoms in the daylight.

Partners: Right on it sir.

(The call comes in)

Krom: What is it now Sygma? More troops? Weapons?

Sygma: Sorry for interrupting your marvelous experiments, Professor Krom.

(He bows his head.)

Sygma: I only want to tell you that the project is going smoothly. New armor types are being successful, and the rates of survival has increased in this past month. I want to inform that supposedly there are 4 dragons who protect this island and I have dispatched a team to collect such beast. It could improve Moderno and your projects alike. I am sincerely grateful of you from sending me, to do this job. They don't suspect anything. I have them all in my palm.

(He smiles.)

Sygma: I ask to you, do you need assistance with anything, Sir?

(Krom sighs and his green ooze begins to boil a bit)

Dr. Krom: Marvellous Sygma. Keep up the good work. I'm sending you another supply of armor. Just finished testing it. It's coated to a point of no detection of any kind from those beasts. But remember, touch them and you take away the whole purpose of the armor.

(He waves at the other scientist and they reveal a black cannon.)

Krom: This is the gust Cannon, if you come into any " SERIOUS" trouble. Send out a signal and We will assist you... But we only have two shots. I'm still working on the cooling system. Two powerful shots and that's as much I can do for you. Don't disappoint me Sygma. Oh and Sygma... DON'T CALL ME PROFESOR!!, IT'S DOCTOR.

Bulwark: Understood, Jaeger? Are you in? Your responses say otherwise. It'll be easy, kid. It's only a couple of people.

Sygma: Sorry, Doctor Krom.

(The channel cuts out. After a moment, another call. He answers.)

Sygma: Alpha, Omega, how are things?

Alpha: Very good in this part of town, Neverfrost. Most test subjects don't live long enough but that can be arranged.

Beta: Here in the capital, there has been changes but nothing that will affect my project. How are things in that savage island?

Sygma: Things have been going smoothly. Soon, we will have the perfect suit, and nothing will stand in it's way---

(Sygma is interrupted by a small creature.)

Creature: Ma-Master, specimen 0145: Arya isn't in her house. Last time, she was---

Sygma: DON'T INTERRUPT ME WHEN I AM TALKING!

(He slaps the creature.)

Beta: Temperamental as always.

Alpha: We will leave you to your things.

(Laughs. The connection cuts.)

Sygma: Now what?! Talk!

Creature: She...she left the village...

Sygma: Hmmm...Perfect.

(He strolls around and stops in front of a door. He pushes some buttons, and it opens.)

Sygma: Come my children. It is time to hunt some hunters.

(He grins.)