“He’s okay right?” “I haven’t checked yet. I should do that,” Mythique responded, walking over to the right-side screen door. “Wait!” Ella interrupted. The man turned around, questionly. “Could I, uh, come?” “Your identities should remain a secret,” Was all he said then went into the other room. “That fox of a hero!” She shouted. “He shouldn’t had said anything! If he hadn’t we wouldn’t be in this situation! And You! You shouldn’t transform just because you want to get away for a stupid reason! There are other ways to do that! Now both of you two’s parents are probably worried sick! You better have an amazing explanation for them!” Ella stared at her, shocked at her sudden outburst. Her mouth just gaped open, not knowing what to say. Finally getting a hold of herself she responded, “What did Griffe Noire say to make us get here?” “He tried to tell you his feelings! He most likely was going to show his real self, and because of this it triggered a sharp pain within each of you to punish you.” “Whoes does she mean by ‘feelings’?” Ella thought to herself. She turned around and faced the screen. She could see the silhouettes of Griffe Noire and Mythique. She heard one of them say ‘Dorian’. “Dorian?! He’s Griffe Noire!?” Sage looked at her, confused. Before she could respond Mythique cracked the door open and said, “Transform yourself.”
