Leaning against the window, shadows playing across his face Got the MSG. It's D-Day, need the info ASAP.
OceanWhisperer
here's what I got
rubs his hands together, eagerly Alright, spill it. Give me the lowdown.
OceanWhisperer
well... apparently there's something called an "arc of elements." It has something to do with balancing the elements or some shit like that. And there's this dude called the "architect" who's supposed to know more about it.
leans forward, eyes gleaming The Architect, huh? Sounds like a shady motherfucker. Got any leads on him?
OceanWhisperer
unfortunately not. But I did find this address on one of his blueprints. It might be nothing, but it's worth checking out, right?
grabs the paper from OceanWhisperer's hand, scanning the address We need to move fast. The sooner we get there, the sooner we can unravel this fucking mystery.
OceanWhisperer
you're not gonna like what I have to say next
rolls his eyes, exasperated Oh, for fuck's sake, just spit it out already.
OceanWhisperer
okay... so... I think I saw someone there. At the address.
pauses, his eyes narrowing You better not be fucking with me, OceanWhisperer. This is serious shit we're talking about here.
OceanWhisperer
no one else knows about this except you and me. I didn't see their face clearly but I'm pretty sure they were one of those elemental users we've been hearing about.
runs a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated Are you fucking kidding me? So not only do we have a mysterious message, but now we've got fucking elementals involved?
OceanWhisperer
yeah... basically
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, listen up. We need to approach this carefully.
OceanWhisperer
no shit sherlock
slams his fist against the wall Look, I don't have time for your smart-ass comments. We need to focus on the task at hand.
OceanWhisperer
sorry. I'll stop
As Rcs and OceanWhisperer cautiously approach the address, they are ambushed by a group of armed elemental users. A fierce battle ensues, with dangerous energy blasts and brutal combat. After narrowly escaping, they realize the importance of uncovering the truth behind the architect and the arc of elements.
OceanWhisperer
well... that went badly
clenches his fists, blood trickling down his arm Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. But we're alive, for now. We need to regroup and come up with a new plan.
OceanWhisperer
sorry I couldn't be of more help...
takes a deep breath, assessing their injuries Don't apologize, just deal with the facts. We're wounded, and we need to get patched up if we want to stand a chance against those bastards.
OceanWhisperer
do you still have that medical kit you had?
rummages through his bag, pulling out a medical kit Yeah, got it right here. But remember, I'm not a doctor. Just do your best to keep us alive.
OceanWhisperer
that's kinda your job
smirks, wincing as he opens a first aid kit Well, lucky for you, I happen to be a pro at patching people up.
OceanWhisperer
go on then. I'll check on your wounds.
grins, taking a seat and motioning for OceanWhisperer to come closer Alright, come here, let me see those injuries.
OceanWhisperer
I check his wounds
winces as OceanWhisperer touches a particularly sore spot Easy there, don't tickle my ribs. Just give me a minute, I'll have you patched up in no time.
OceanWhisperer
okay... I'm done. How bad is it?
examines the bandages, frowning Looks like our attacker landed a few good hits. We need to be more careful next time. But for now, these should hold.
OceanWhisperer
okay
stands up abruptly Alright, enough moping around. We need to get back to work. Time to dig deeper into this mess.
OceanWhisperer
yeah, we should probably get some rest first though.
As they rest, Rcs receives a mysterious phone call revealing a crucial clue about the architect's hideout.