Snippet #1108512

Xeroux felt his smile grow, he could have hugged Jove, but that was both against protocol, but it would just be plain awkward.

"Now, we need to get that cape to a system that can identify any explosive's residue, and if its in large enough quantities, there's no way he could have been 'just caught in the blast'. I mean, we should check his gauntlets too..."


He rubbed his chin, Jove had already gone though Oseal's stuff once, what's one more time? Although, gauntlets were manditory armor, if they showed up missing, who knows what Oseal would do. Though the odds were against him, but Xeroux had a feeling Sentrius would be easy to manipulate to his side. He was all against Loki and Xeroux at the moment.


The ship entered the atmosphere, and landed safely under Jove's command. Xeroux stood at the bay door, arms crossed. He knew what would be waiting for them, a squad of Black knights, all with orders to kill if he or Loki put up a struggle.

He watched his prediction unfold as the door opened, he placed his hands over his head, no way was he going to fight them. He may be a strategist by armor, but secretly he was a Black knight himself. There were so many exit points and flaws in the squad's formation, but there was no use in exploiting them. He was innocent after all, and now they had the evidence to prove that he had lied to protect his squad.