About ten minutes before their chance encounter with Sage's crew, Black Howler, Dragon Joe, and Ereborne were running toward the north side of town where the action seemed to be loudest.
It was there, at a point in the main thoroughfare between two alleyways, that Black Howler caught the scent of someone he'd fought once before on a mountain path ambush that nearly decimated his and Ath3na's raid teams.
"He's here," Black Howler growled. "The bastard who poisoned me with his gauntlet…"
"His gauntlet?" Dragon Joe raised one of his bushy eyebrows. "How'd he do that?"
"He'd triggered it to explode," Black Howler explained.
Dragon Joe couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I'd love to meet this guy," he said afterward.
"He's mine," Black Howler growled. "Come on… I can track his scent."
