Dark sends out a tendril, towards the location of Leo and drags him over with the rest of the group.
"Next time you want to sneak around people, make sure you don't make so much noise. Don't speak until we're done here, got it? Good."
Dark listens to the few words of the poem, then the name Ozymandias
"I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
"That was the sonnet written by Percy Bysshe Shelley, the english poet. So this guy thinks he's the great Pharoah Ramses II, same guy who bit off my face. At least I got a name for him. So as of now we have three names, Bastet, the cat woman, Horus and Ozymandias. Jade and you ummm, nurse girl that was with Kyo, do you remember them taking Ivy?"
