"You just had to say it..." More vibrations shook the tower, but Arty anchored himself to the floor and paid as little attention to them as he had to the first ones. His sword remained in his hand, ready for use should the three warrior fellows decide they were suddenly a threat again. Luckily for them, they didn't, and luckily for Arty, it sounded like there was going to be a fight regardless. He turned his masked gaze on the warrior he assumed was the leader of the three. "What can we expect when the legions of doom come strolling in here? More mooks like you guys? Zombies like the ones downstairs? Robots like him?" He hooked a thumb at the Clockwork Man. "Or something else you aren't too keen on fighting?" He raised a questioning eyebrow, a gesture that would go unnoticed beneath the mask save for the slight tilt of his head, and fell silent as he awaited his answer.
