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Dawning the Rook's attire, Timothy Lee was sitting in a very uncharacteristically relaxed manner on the tallest skyscraper of this district in Dome City. He held a portion of a large scroll that was currently unrolling as he continued to draw and need more paper...

He would draw various animals on the parchment, rats, spiders, snakes, birds, etc...activate his technique, and repeat. While his drawings would jump off the pages and run down the side of the building, he would continue to draw without looking up...

He's been doing this continuously for almost two hours and has consumed many potions/concoctions native to Minecraft and other worlds to fuel this energy-consuming practice.

To the side, Ban Renald sat stoically as he looked out over the distance....he was waiting for his new 'partner' to find the last Grail-War Participants, but he was becoming agitated with how long it is taking...

...

".....I thought you said you could find them?" asked an unusually upset Ban, tired of waiting.

"I CAN!.....if you weren't breathing down my neck and maybe had a little patience, my babies can find them..." Timothy stopped drawing momentarily while aggressively answering Ban before chugging down another potion and continuing his task.

*tch*

"I should have never agreed to this alliance...."

"Oh? Then be my guest, go find the Avatar and deal with h--WAIT..." Timothy's sentence was cut short, as one of his ink agents relayed important information.

"We have a problem Ban..." Timothy relayed gravely as what he is seeing spelled trouble.

"What is it?.." dropping any aggression he once had, the pragmatic Ban's face returned to cold indifference as he inquired.

".....It's Rango the Adventurer, your guild underling, and "Death Touch", they seem to be traveling together with two individuals that I do not recognize. One of them is too young to be a Traveler, so the most likely scenario is that Rango and Death Touch have formed an alliance and the two unknowns are their summons..."

A moment of silence passed as Ban questioned tentatively...

"Are you sure it's THE Death Touch?..." through his mask of indifference, one could see his eyes glaze over in serenity when he thought of the dangerous woman.

Timothy scoffed derisively before responding....."unless my ink fish suddenly had a growth spurt, deciding to explode into pieces on his own, then I'd say Death Touch sensed my pet and took swift action."

".....hmm, so you let them know that we are tracking them, nice job."

A tick mark appeared on Timothy's face before he forced himself to calm down, this was no time for petty squabbles...

"Let's head to central tower Ban, looks like I'm gonna need to blow quite a few Raven Coins if we're going to have a fighting chance..."

Ban Renald responded with a nod as he had the same thought, they're going to empty everything they have for the prospect of gaining a wish, the Holy Grail will not escape their grasp.

.............

Chastain was running quickly with her team....after noticing the spying ink construct, a technique well known as that of the Rook's Leader, her face became stony as she sped up while speaking.

".....alright boys, listen up. We're up against The Rook's leader if my guess is right..."

Rango nearly faltered in his steps but quickly recovered as his old foe was going to be their next obstacle...."really? We should get there quickly as their leader will take extra precautions if he knows about our alliance."

Chastain only nodded before she relayed everything she knew about the world "Parallel's" abilities, that from which the Rooks originate, as well as the tentative battle plan.