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"'is clone ye mean...."Phia corrected Xol after he spoke. She too was curious as to why he had brought it up, though, she knew about the other reason, about Sairys' previous ....attachments to the man. To be honest, she had the same hatred and despisement for the clone as her fiancee did. She loathed him still for what he had done to her former husband, turning him into an evil shell of a man. She felt her anger rise slightly still, which Xol would no doubt notice, being a man who fed from dark energy and all things bad but still. That clone always incited the need for for violence in her. Which was out of her character, save for a few moments that deserved it.

For some considerable time Draeken had kept himself hidden while watching the goings on. People coming and going, Sairys fighting something and Xol and Phia showing up being sweet saviors to Sairys. Things were calming down now however and perhaps he would reveal himself. Yes. Why not? From near one of the corners on the outside of the Dojo, the air shimmered, seemed to tear open then fold back together behind Draeken. No longer hidden, his presence would be known to anyone sensitive to such things in the immediate area.

Flexing his knuckles, the joints popping as he balled his hands into fists and then relaxed them, Draeken looked around for a moment before leaning against the wall of the Dojo nonchalantly. He seemed to be waiting for something or perhaps he was just relaxing. It was hard to tell with the blank expression on his face and the even more blank look in his eyes.

For time being Draeken ignored the others nearby and focused back on Krono. "So. From within will be the plan or perhaps we should rethink things a bit more before jumping into battle? I'm fairly easy going with most options really." He said blankly. He may have ignored the goings on nearby, but something was still gnawing at the back of his mind, that much was apparent. What exactly, he likely wouldn't tell Krono in idle chatter.

Nodding intently Draeken seemed to have put previous thoughts out of his mind for the time being. He was focused on the plan that had been roughly drawn up before. "Making room in a constrained battlefield should prove little of an obsticle. Provided at least that our enemies aren't ridiculously resistant to everything I could throw at them." Looking back towards where the others had been he frowned, his light blue eyes darkening and seeming to smoulder coldy. "As for those others...I know not which side they will choose, but I would not hesitate to eliminate them were they to choose to stand on the opposite side of us."

"The reasoning?" Thinking for a moment on why exactly he had chosen to enter in this fight and side with them Draeken shrugged. "Perhaps it's because of the odds." Whether he felt the odds were for or against them, he didn't say, but it was implied in his tone. Whether he lived or died did not seem to matter to him. There was only the fighting and the battles. Only death.

"Hmpf" Was Draeken's reply to the first. He could barely remember much of his past anymore other than a few happy moments surrounded and outnumbered by painful ones so Krono's statement held little bearing to him. He supposed it was true, however. Numbers were another thing he wasn't concerned with, though. "One can never tell whether numbers will be the deciding factor until the battle is done."

Looking in the same direction as Krono, Draeken inhaled sharply then slowly exhaled. "Very true. So when do we start?" There was no anxiety in his voice. No anticipation. Just simple curiosity as to when the battles would start and he could spill blood upon the ground. He didn't sound like he looked forward to it or that he was hesitant.

Draeken nodded. Sounded reasonable enough. He didn't particularly like waiting to be found either. He much prefer to catch an enemy unawares than simply broadcast his presence. The sooner Zero got back the better. "Let us hope he returns soon then."