“Is that what they are called? Don’t tell me there are others running around?” Spawn assumed, thinking that if Bage called them “Elites”, it clearly indicates that they encountered them before. “Regarding her appearance… as I said before, she was made entirely out of Black Crystals. She was covered in armor and have gauntlets that allows her to manipulate gravity around her.” He touched the side of his face that has the injury. “Though, with all that weight, she’s not a speedy type—before defensive, really. She usually sticks to the back and have her runts do all the fighting. That’s all I can give in terms of her appearance, Bage.”
His eyes darted to the side, seeing Gogeta mimicking to what he did prior of escaping during the scuffle at the Detective Agency, down to the smile and wink. Spawn turned away from Gogeta, neither angry nor disappointed, just indifference. His words felt hollow, empty and void of any emotions from Spawn’s perspective.
In contrast, when Zenta approached Spawn and tapped him on the shoulders, Spawn slapped his hand away. A combination of disgust and anger, the Detective reached over to Zenta’s torso and pulled out a single hair. It was laced with green energy, that Spawn used as a tracking device, but instantly vanished when removed. “Don’t need this anymore.” He looks at Zenta with fury in his eyes. “Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll put one between your fucking eyes.” Spawn warned.
Lucifer raised a brow at Spawn’s sudden change of attitude of how he reacted to Gogeta and Zenta, but he will put that behind for now and listen in on the conversation for any details he can gathered.
After listening to Brachi, Vegetto and Cayde, Spawn’s attitude returned to his usual demeanor. “That one [Brachi] makes good points. Unfortunately, that horn girl’s powers did something to me that my powers aren’t all the way there. Had that not been the case, and I was a clown, like you lot, I would have come here, grabbed Bage and stormed the Red King ourselves. But that would be foolish thing to do so. So, I agreed to teaming up with you—hence why I am here in the first place.”
“Such a wonders that the Detective Agency cares so much about the Breakers.” Lucifer added.
“Don’t get it twisted. I could care less what happens to you. If it were done in my way, I would turn you all into coins right now, especially the three monsters here, and toss you the deepest depths in the ocean. That will be one less pain in the ass for me. Unfortunately, following the Guardian…” He paused himself before continuing. “Nevertheless, exchanging information is crucial here. That gravity girl states that she’s targeting a city but gave no answers on to which city she was talking about. And I haven’t found any clues on the matter when May and I searched a little bit before coming here. So, I would need to know everything that happened in Reality Metropolis so I can wager our next step against the Red King’s armies. But I doubt we could breach their defenses.” Spawn observed their appearance. “Most of you, except for a few, look like you fought like hell. I don’t know how many freaks that King put on you, he’d clearly had more—and he won’t stop considering he placed a target on your backs.”
His eyes darted to the side, seeing Gogeta mimicking to what he did prior of escaping during the scuffle at the Detective Agency, down to the smile and wink. Spawn turned away from Gogeta, neither angry nor disappointed, just indifference. His words felt hollow, empty and void of any emotions from Spawn’s perspective.
In contrast, when Zenta approached Spawn and tapped him on the shoulders, Spawn slapped his hand away. A combination of disgust and anger, the Detective reached over to Zenta’s torso and pulled out a single hair. It was laced with green energy, that Spawn used as a tracking device, but instantly vanished when removed. “Don’t need this anymore.” He looks at Zenta with fury in his eyes. “Keep your hands to yourself or I’ll put one between your fucking eyes.” Spawn warned.
Lucifer raised a brow at Spawn’s sudden change of attitude of how he reacted to Gogeta and Zenta, but he will put that behind for now and listen in on the conversation for any details he can gathered.
After listening to Brachi, Vegetto and Cayde, Spawn’s attitude returned to his usual demeanor. “That one [Brachi] makes good points. Unfortunately, that horn girl’s powers did something to me that my powers aren’t all the way there. Had that not been the case, and I was a clown, like you lot, I would have come here, grabbed Bage and stormed the Red King ourselves. But that would be foolish thing to do so. So, I agreed to teaming up with you—hence why I am here in the first place.”
“Such a wonders that the Detective Agency cares so much about the Breakers.” Lucifer added.
“Don’t get it twisted. I could care less what happens to you. If it were done in my way, I would turn you all into coins right now, especially the three monsters here, and toss you the deepest depths in the ocean. That will be one less pain in the ass for me. Unfortunately, following the Guardian…” He paused himself before continuing. “Nevertheless, exchanging information is crucial here. That gravity girl states that she’s targeting a city but gave no answers on to which city she was talking about. And I haven’t found any clues on the matter when May and I searched a little bit before coming here. So, I would need to know everything that happened in Reality Metropolis so I can wager our next step against the Red King’s armies. But I doubt we could breach their defenses.” Spawn observed their appearance. “Most of you, except for a few, look like you fought like hell. I don’t know how many freaks that King put on you, he’d clearly had more—and he won’t stop considering he placed a target on your backs.”