"Nice to meet you. What do they call you?" He asks. 

"Pano. And you?" I ask.

"Sandro." He answers. 

"How'd you get here?" I ask.

"Same as you. These creatures. They're called Humans." He says.

"Humans?" I ask. 

"Monstrous creatures. They've been fighting since they were born. Nasty creatures." He says.

"You're not wrong there." I say.

This is a bittersweet moment. Another one of my kind. Yet, we're probably all screwed. At least I will look at my brother before I die. 

"We have to get out of here." He says. 

He pushes the jar down. It broke and I crawled up. 

"Do what? We can't do anything." I say.

What can two small Camino's do? We're useless. We're only good for hiding. 

"There is a box a box filled with red rods called Dynamite. They are bombs of fire. If we ignite them on the ship-" He starts.

"We can destroy this and the Humans." I say.

He nods. I want these people gone. I want this nightmare to be over. I want to go home. Let's blow these guys to the sky.

"Where is the Dynamite?" I ask.

"Come cloaked." He cloaks. 

I cloak and I follow him.