Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190508171239/@comment-26892768-20190509151800

The figures all collectively turn around, with the female figure in the middle shaking her head as they begin to walk away.

Diend sighs. "Well, that was a complete waste of my time. Oh well, time to resume the-"

And then they hear approaching footsteps. The figures stop, turning around and looking in the direction of the footsteps.

"...or, maybe not..." Diend chuckles ominously.

Starfire's eyes widen, and she starts flying faster. "How much technology has the Malware absorbed!?"

"...a very good question, and one that I do not have the answer to..." Rook mutters, looking rather grim.

Meanwhile, as Underbite approaches, the Omnitrix's dial starts flashing yellow.

"More new DNA? What, is it my birthday or something?" Atrojious sarcastically remarks. "Not that I'm complaining, of course."