"Well, that didn't take long," Strength chuckles as at least three people rushed towards them, "And obviously they aren't human either, otherwise they'd be suffocating in this now airless room."
"Whoever they are, they obviously are a huge fan of Fire Emblem," Hermit mutters while cocking his head to one side, "I'd suggest heading back, but it looks like whoever sent them has also activated some kind of barrier to keep us from escaping."
"Bah! Why should we run!?" Strength proclaimed while banging his fists together, "Let's pummel these meat sticks!"
"Those meat sticks have swords, you know; and try not to damage the surrounding area. We don't want the Resistance misinterpreting anything that could hurt our reputation." Hermit calls out, though aware of Strength's lack of attention when charging into the heat of battle...whatever heat there is.
As Strength neared the trio, he bends forward and catapults off the ground, using the near weightless gravity to launch him into a shoulder bash towards the first person that was within his trajectory.
Chariot grunts as he staggers to sit up from the impact of the explosions and ensuing cave-in that threw them from the entrance.
"Seems to me like they don't want anyone else trespassing into the lab," Hanged Man muses, "Such a shame they didn't notice the millions of windows that could just as easily invite an intruder into what should be a forgotten relic."
Chariot unattentively slams his foot against the back of Hanged Man's card, mashing him to the floor, though it did little to jar his nonchalant behavior, while bouncing the rest of his body to a standing position.
"I can handle a 30 story drop!" he hissed while looking towards the destroyed staircase leading back to the upper floors, "Getting to those windows is going to be another matter."
He then kicks Hanged Man's card into his hand and shoves him into his chest plate before heading towards the staircase and jumping up to grab the first step that was still intact. The grabbed step surprisingly stayed intact as he used it to haul himself onto the rest of the staircase and climbed them up to the upper floor where the control room stood.
Once back in the control room, Chariot barely overhears a conversation between WilyII and one of his robots about the apprehension of the two from the Ruined Lab. Though he hoped the successor would be as favorable to the idea of having more repair robots as the two had been boasting about, he couldn't help but worry that something was going to happen to them once they've served their purpose. And having already overheard what would happen if both of them were destroyed, he wasn't about to let some out of control older robot run loose and destroy everything he had been spending who knows how long trying to dominate.
He looks between the computer console and the wall of monitors, trying to figure out how to get that message across without exposing him and the other cards hiding in the lab. From what he's learned since activation, every creator has two sets of blueprints, the original, physically drawn copy, and a digital one scanned into the computer for obvious reasons. If the original Wily is just as smart as his successor, he would have to have scanned in every blueprint he drew up for safekeeping in case he needed inspiration, or an excuse to resurrect the ones that had been destroyed in the past.
Chariot begins typing into the computer, trying to find where those blueprints were being kept. Eventually the lone monitor closest to the console switches to a Win 20XX desktop and opens one of the many folders all but covering up the large, skull acting as the background, revealing a slue of blueprints for robots both constructed and still in the pipelines at the time of the original Wily's disappearance. After typing some more, a large blueprint took up the entire screen, showing the internal drawings of a sibling squad consisting of twin younger brothers Fix-It Man, the paint bucket robot, Paint-It Man, and their demolishing, Hulk-size older brother, Wreck-It Man.
The blueprint had everything the robots boasted about since being found, the shared CPU, the fact that if Wreck-It Man dies, they die with him, and if both of them were destroyed, his circuits would go haywire, driving him mad with destruction, and the original Wily's intentions for creating them (something a blueprint probably shouldn't have).
WilyII's departure to the Interrogation Room gave Chariot an opportunity to send the blueprints, via network sharing, to his computer so when he gets back he'll be warned of the consequences and do something to keep a possible rampage from ruining any plans he had for RPM City.
Hierophant eventually reaches the door to the next floor's room, using the blue orb on his, 3ft, golden staff to scan the interior for any wandering robots or WilyII. Having found nothing walking around, he opens the door and slips into the room, finding himself in another maze of hallways and doors.
"This is going to take forever," he groans, "Maybe I should just use my staff to keep watch of everything that's going on around here."
"You're still going to have to find an empty room to hide in," Death muses, "Spying on every single card in this area could take all the concentration you have."
Hierophant lets out another groan before heading off down the hall and using his staff to identify which door didn't have robots or cameras wired within the corresponding room. He eventually finds one which was ironically labeled "Broom Closet".
"It's amazing how a robotisist would even have a room for archaic cleaning materials," Death muses again.
"Considering how many destruction robots he creates, I shouldn't be surprised," Hierophant mutters before opening the door only to quickly stumble out of the way as a ton of brooms, mops and garden tools (
) topple loudly onto the floor.
Panicked at the thought of someone hearing the noise, Hierophant quickly scoops up the tools and clambers into the closet, shutting the door while attempting to rearrange the near crowded room into a more neatly spaced area. Death, who had followed him inside, just floats near corner, watching amusingly as he looks between the now rearranged, but still barely spacious room and the door to make sure they haven't been spotted yet.
No sooner had he began to sigh with relief that they haven't caused a ruckus yet, he heard faint voices heading towards their direction.
"Say, where are you taking us anyway?"
"Just keep quiet and stay in formation! You'll get your answer when we get there!"
Hierophant holds his staff between his eyes and the door, concentrating on it as the orb glows brightly, revealing the glowing energy of two sets of robots passed by the door. Eight were dark crimson, the obvious color of a Wily robot designed purely for combat, and two were a brighter gray, an odd color for models who seem to believe they were part of the Wily army. And there appears to be a CPU line wired between them with a third stretched far beyond the WDS, suggesting they were part of a single program that could affect one another if either one of them were shut down or destroyed.
He quickly cut off his concentration, causing the orb to stop glowing as he waits almost breathlessly for them to pass by before deciding whether to abandon the only hiding place he could find to pursue this new curiosity, or stay focused on locating the whereabouts of the remaining half of the deck.