a screen, lying on a table in a finely furnished room, shows Varlow hunting around the facility.
"as you can see, he, and by extension the rest of the IR, thinks i'm still there." says Chyzz, alone in the room with a man in robes and a golden mask, with an engraved silver X over one eye.
Observing the screen, the man says: "I see. are you sure it would be wise to attempt to invade this place?"
"Yes, while i was there i heard and read things about what this place stores, and they were very impressive. all of the strange and most powerful secrets of that world contained and documented in one organization. Plus, that particular location is in total chaos. We could go in under a pretense of alliance, help them regain control over it, and then dominate them and take what we want. I'm confident the Ex-Core could put them down without much difficulty."
"Well, if things are as you say, i thi-" cutting short, he suddenly touches the screen, bringing up some controls. Using them, he focuses the view on an image of Nami, in the chair looking at the scroll.
"...sir?" asks Chyzz.
"I sense this is someone pivotal to that world. Depending on Him, it could live, or die."
Looking at Chyzz, with his one startlingly blue eye visible, he asks: "Did you say that those in other worlds are still 'connected' to their own?"
"u-um, with the IR's version of the technology, yes, on a..." he waves his hands, searching for a word, "...on a 'spiritual' level, lets say."
Regarding Chyzz a moment longer, the man looks once more at the screen. "Chyzz, prepare a machine to bring him back to our world at a moment's notice without leaving a hole behind. If this turns out to be a doomed world, i don't want to risk our world's well-being, even if he is one of our most persistent adversaries. stopping Chyzz from speaking with a raised hand, he says "I know the huge amount of power and resources that will take, but it's well worth avoiding the risk."
Bowing, Chyzz leaves the room saying "yes sir, Lord Maranivorn."
