Cats turned to Conan. "What do we do?" they asked fearfully. Julio pulled Purrcis close protectively, even Purrcis didn't protest.

Conan searched desperately for a response. He bit his lip and fumbled with his fingers. "I-I... I dunno..."

Cats gasped in horror and looked at each other wildly. Stark fainted, leaving Stitch to hurry to catch him. "Conan, are you going to let her kill us?" Amortina asked in disbelief.

Conan stiffened. "N-no! Amortina, of course not!" Amortina huffed and turned around to walk away. Conan watched, not knowing tears were dripping down his face.

Nyadra scoffed. "Crybaby," she growled and turned away.

Conan sniffed and wiped his tears away. "Okay everyone, I want everyone to stay calm. I know what to do. We'll have the entrances guarded and will have lookouts. Mego, I want you to guard the entrance."

Mego smiled and saluted to him. "You got it boss!" he smirked, grabbed his massive hammer and leaned against it coolly. Then he turned and went over to the entrance of the guild and leaned back against the wall.

A pug cackled as she watched through a glass ball. "They actually think that'll stop me?" she smirked. "Well they are very, very wrong..." Her minions smiled. Zombie dog frowned and watched. "The Zenpaws were easy enough to drive out. Stupid Mighty Lions put up quite the fight, and the Whiskers just robbed us blind, stupid pests! Anyways, when the time has come, we'll attack Conan and his precious little guild. Soon enough..."