Part I [Night's Bane]

The Ice Wielder is confronted by graffiti stained turf in an alley far darker & unwelcoming for such lushness. The Shamrock gentleman then speaks to the hooded boy...

M.C: "Mr. Rayson, I advocate the highest urgency. I plead for your help against a threat unlike before. A beast that ravages the nation with empty promises of ash & soot. A man razes those beneath him for personal benefit. I know that I strongly despise the Protist Council as much as thyself. But this does not justify a cataclysmic collapse."

R.R: "Their reckoning Is bound upon themselves. I wish not to interfere with heaven's divine & inevitable punishment. Monolithium, understand that I am fully aware of this Beast & his capabilities."

M.C: "Then do you not know of his whereabouts? Present Annicile of Quarters? If not any aliases this Revolutionary has?"