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Omega smirked as his well-timed orb grabbed Walker before he could escape. As he was sliding backward, Ditch appeared behind Omega just out off range of the gravity field.

“...Nate?!”

Omega’s brow furled and he turned his head halfway in her direction, not wanting to completely lose sight of Walker. It wasn't a total surprise for Ditch to know someone's identity, but the way she called him by name was a bit puzzling.

“Omega -- turn it off!”

He turned his head fully toward her now. She actually sounded concerned for Walker, despite the distortion of her voice modulator. He frowned in frustration and whipped back around to face the vortex. With a wave of his hand, the orb instantly dissipated and the force along with it. The ball of office junk that had collected fell in a loose pile onto the floor directly behind Walker. Omega let go of the Grim and marched his way over to Ditch.

[color=a0410d][b]“So, what, are we just letting him go? Then, why the hell did we chase him in the first place? Did you actually just gather this whole team just to say ‘Oh, by the way...Umbra’ and then let that be it? What's really going on here, Ditch?”[/b][/color]

Omega stood with his arms folded and wore a look of irritation at what a confused mess this mission had turned out to be.