A blasting noise sounds throughout the warehouse, echoing for only a moment before the window shattered, glass flying everywhere. Landing in front of her magnificent enterance, Zeta was obviously not pleased, "Sorry I'm late boys," she told her fellow centurions, "Let's make this quick," her eyes settled across the room on Delta.
Delta was just as unhappy at seeing his own rival. Fists tight, he immediately started towards the window, "Let's take this into the main room."
"Not a chance," Zeta replied, boosting forward and into a tackle, shoving Delta to the ground.