Suddenly, Ruby, Adam, Light, and the Unknown Meta would sense the presence of another person, just above the skies. Two other people, in fact. One was an obvious creation of Isabella's, a Gargoyle with chameleon skin that, if not for the disturbance, would still not have been enough to keep him secret. The other...was Cedric Wessex, who was holding a knife to said Gargoyle's throat and forcing it to go wherever he wished.

"Well, look at who came spying," spoke the boy. "And look at what I just overheard." He then looked down at Adam.

"Adam Savage, I am proud to say that I have never been your fan. Seeing you right now, I see that you're no different from Ruby; both of you are people who let their ideologies turn you into casual killers, who draw the line between good and evil in an arbitary fashion - granted, I do that too, but I digress - and who think nothing of putting down anyone who so much as opposes you. And, of course, you're loyal to a deluded scientist father who has committed crimes against humanity. Let me just say this: when I grow up, I'm going to have a higher rank than you, and I'm going to order you around like a peon."

"Ruby," Cedric's face then turned genuinely pitying. "You don't know as much as you think you know. Those people at the FBI building you killed? They were not just faceless villains, they were people as well, even the bad ones. And they had nothing to do with those that victimized you. Why can I afford to be so sanctimocious about this? Because I'm going to put my money where my mouth is, and create the sort of world [i]I[/i] want, and woe to those who get in my way." He then continued:

"You [i]are[/i] a victim. You have gone through pain and suffering. But I will not accept you lashing out against the world, causing others to undergo what you went through, just because you've suffered worse than other people. You are not going to deprive families of their legal breadwinners, you are not going to leave widows and orphans in your wake. You have one last chance to leave off, that is all I will give you." A lie; Cedric was prepared to give as many chances as he wanted.

"Now [i]you[/i]," he turned to the last Meta. "I dislike enigmatic minions; they mean that we do not know the whole picture. We will meet again. Now, Haakon, let's go, I'm taking you to jail." And with that, the Gargoyle flew off.

"One last thing!" he shouted, "The final battle is coming soon! I can feel it!"