"Damn you two expect to recruit me while being at each other's throats?" A New voice entered the argument.
"I'll be honest in saying there had been worse," Nick spoke with venom as he glared at Thawne.
Troy had changed heavily over the past four months, he had more muscle, but the eyeliner was only a Ghost of attempt at hiding the massive bags under his eyes. Another noticeable change was a new tattoo on his left wrist, a simple Diamond pattern with a sword through it.
Sarah's sword lay secured in a sheath on his back.
"Before you enter I need to catalog your weapons," Troy sighs.
"10 mm pistol, 45' Sniper Rifle, notable muffler and Combat sights," Troy read aloud.
"Lighting throw, ooh you'll have to show me that at Colluseam..."
"Alright come on we can chat somewhere more private," Troy said.
Another male ran to the gate.
"Welcome to The Lynx Valley Oaisis!" Prompto says as Gladio joins the group.
"Want the tour?!" Troy joked.
"Actually Yeah!" Nick says.
Thawne nods and mouthed "what the fuuuuuck??" As they walked the grounds
Makeshift shops and Homes, entrances made of wood and carved from the clifface.
"Over here we have our gunsmith and vehicular geniuses, that right there is our medical head,"
Only these three shops had actual Branding. The gun and doctors office had vending machines while the vehicle shop had a garage of sorts.
"And here's the path," Troy says leaning against the wooden fence separating the group from the dirt path.
"The path for what-?" Thawne began but was cut off by a flock of giant colourful birds rushing past the fence, the wind causing Nick to almost lose his hat, which was thankfully caught.
"Chocobo Racing, often we hold an event, racing off-road vehicles and birds for the grand prize of whatever the sponsors choose.
"Nice society you got, but we gotta talk," Nick began.
"I know, you need help with the war, an army but I got an idea," Troy began.
"Better be greater than your last one regarding Marshmallow Soda," Gladio Mocked.
"Ok so, Hear me out," Troy began drawing on a whiteboard.
"Corporations have tons of tech and soldiers and shit here, if we can get even one on our side, we will have the resources to defend universes previously attacked therefore-"
"Establishing our Presence and an additional foothold for each location," Thawne finished.
"Bingo! However having our own technology will be crucial too, when we need to find the new Hydrona, after gathering additional guys like us, we could potentially destroy Reaver from one merge form," Troy finishes his childlike drawing of several crystals.
"So we need to not only get Rascal, Bill, Hux and this Hydrona who we have no idea who they are but find people to join us as we look?" Nick points out.
"Yeah! You get it good!" Troy says enthusiastically.
"We won't have time!" Thawne says.
"What do you mean?" Troy says.
"With Sarah gone these worlds will crumble one.by.one, and if no other Hydrona takes the helm this world will die, starting with the oldest known universes and fading in timeline order, but since we have no idea who this new Hydrona is, we have no time," Thawne lectures.
"Sarah has a connection if that's the case, so... where would this creator be?" Nick asked skeptically.
Thawne took a deep breath before uttering his next phrase.
"I don't know where she is, but I know where we can start our search,"