"This is troubling news," Tobias said, his face darkening. Tom had just quietly told Tobias of the threats within positions of government. The room was silent. Thankfully it was just them, the four, and Tobias, in the room. Tom could not find anyone nearby outside the room they were sitting in, but even though, they spoke only in hushed voices. "If you can point them out to us, we can remove them immediately," just as Tobias finished his sentence, the doors opened, and the man walking through them was just about to close them again, yet Tom waved his hand slightly, and he skidded across the floor. Ian morphed into a huge cobra and pinned the man down.
"Is he one?" he said, turning to Tom with menace in his voice.
"Yeah, he was on the phone, and I heard him talking about killing us," Tom then turned to look at the man straight in the eyes. "If you thought you could just walk in here without me knowing who you were working for, then clearly your head is too far up your own ass," he retorted. the man turned to Tobias, pouting slightly.
"Sir, you cannot surely trust these immature scum! You are mad to trust these psychopaths!" and he turned and spat in Ian's face. He did not hold back, and bit his throat, pumping black venom into his bloodstream. "You will...burn...all of you...my master...serves..." the traitor's voice faded as his bulging eyes gave one last vicious look at the four.
"Tom quick! Read his mind!" Tobias barked. But Tom just shook his head.
"Too late, but did you catch that last bit?" he replied.
"My master serves, that doesn't sound good," muttered Maria.
"He probably just meant a random lizard leader," Catherine replied, shrugging her shoulders. "Dammit Ian, couldn't you keep him alive?" she asked, with a dark glare towards Ian, still in serpent form.
"I won't take that kind of shit, besides if I would've let him live, half of Eastern Europe could be gone by now," he hissed in reply. Tobias put down his phone.
"You said half of Eastern Europe, well that may be the case, they've begun invading Denmark and Spain." he said, frowning ashamedly.
"Why attack now? They could've attacked weeks ago and had us pinned by now, but why?" Tom said with an eyebrow raised.
"Possibly because we scared them off, bloody cowards," Catherine concluded with a smirk.
"No, perhaps they wanted us to get comfortable, then catch us off guard," said Ian with his eyes narrowed, now back in human form.
"Either way, we cannot afford to lose either countries. If they get their claws on Denmark, it will open the way to Scandinavia, but if they take Spain, North Africa will fall in a matter of weeks, leaving us almost completely surrounded. A suggestion was brought up the other day, that you be sent in to tackle them," Tobias explained, with suggestive glances at all of them.
"I think you know the answer to that, we're off to Barcelona, and nobody fall over," Tom replied with a smile.
"What makes you say that?" asked Maria with a raised eyebrow.
"It'll put me off trying to strangle Lord Venom." Tom replied, with narrowed eyebrows and a grim look on his face.
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