Being brought up into the sky reminded me of the first time this happened, which wasn't too long ago. Except they weren't as accepting as they will be now. Norel landing, dropping John and I on the ground, waiting for us to get up. Once we did, I waved to him, but he didn't even look at me, as if he was sad, or worse. I'd rather not hear, or experience, hearing on of my friends dying, as that's already happened multiple times. He opened the door, in which he left to his shack, to put away his armour. "I don't suggest you put that away yet, because what we came for, is war."

John says in a bossy behavior. He's probably trying to make himself better by commanding, as always. "Why, so I can lose everyone I care for again? No, thank you. If I died, then I may reconsider, but no. If I need to live more, no."

Norel exclaims in a depressed voice. "Is it Saunty your sad about?"

I ask in confusion. Norel sighs, then puts his helmet on the rack for his armour, closing the doors for his armour shack.

"No, it's everyone. Mr Tall rampaged after you left, to kill and destroy everything and everyone in here and out. He killed most, but not me, I killed several men, but it wasn't enough. He left the place in shambles. You didn't go to help either."

Norel says in a sad voice. He steps off to grab food, but John stops him. Norel pushes him back, John steps back beside me. "What was that for?"

Norel Just looks back in disgust. I put an arm out to keep John from attacking Norel. I remember the man who died from Norel's power, I'd rather not see my teacher get torn to shreds, at the hands of Norel.

"What are you doing? That disrespectful--"

I stop him before he says something he'd regret, if what happens won't make him regret already. Norel growls. He then continues grabbing food and drinks, and I realise he's making dinner for us, so I shut John and I both up, trying not to feed the fire. Once he has everything, he shuts all the cabinets and fridges and sets everything on the counters. John's stomach rumbles midway, and acts normal, like nothing happened.

After setting everything, we sit and awkwardly eat, all looking for someone to start a conversation, not knowing who to start talking about. 10 minutes in, John finally says something, which stops both Norel and myself, from doing anything. "Who's Mr. Tall?"

Norel's eyes widen, but go back to normal once a few seconds pass. "He's Django. You've met him, correct?"

John nods. "Well, Mr. Tall was his identity to get into here and use the people in it. Even for me, I don't know why he needed to come here."

Norel continues. John then stands and walks over to see the destroyed yard of the once spectacular circus. Norel stands beside him. Norel sighs, while John just stands there and watches as the smoke settles into the air. polluting his mind, Norel walks back to me, to reach out to me. I take his hand, and we stand together, in front of the rubble. I look to John, and we both nod.

"So you clearly came to talk, so what is it you wanted to talk about?"

Norel says in acceptance. "Well, we mentioned Django, we were going to scratch him out of the picture. Or a more rough word, kill him."

John says before Norel looks to me. "Well, that guy deserves what's coming to his plate, why not we add to the dish and end him? I'm certainly in."

Norel agrees, before walking over to his armour locker, readying for the battle ahead, John and I also find things to fight with, before we kill the one person who started it all.