City Entrance, Crook of the Plains - Jay'El
The man takes a few deep breathes before speaking, this time much calmer. "I'm sorry, I'm so confused right now. My name is Jonathan, but my 'colleagues' call me Doc. I suppose it's the glasses." He smiles sheepishly, making an awkward gesture at his face and the spectacles there. "My boss, some call him the most powerful Spheremorph in the Crook, became aware of a pair of Spheremorphs in the city a little while ago. He enlisted me and the team of thugs I was supervising in a scheme to enlist them. It worked. But I don't think it was right. The armored man could have killed all of us with barely a thought, but he didn't. He even seemed worried about my safety after the fighting was over. I-I can't believe I would do something like that!" His breathing is speeding up, he's getting overexcited again.
Destron's Headquarters, Crook of the Plains - Eerongal and Ambrosius
Destron grins, "That's all I needed to hear." He motions to one of the guards, who nods and ducks into the next room. "Of course, you will be compensated for this. I have some rather formidable items that you might be interested in if you succeed." The guard returns, carrying your gear. "Just don't cause a ruckus on your way out." The other guard opens another door for you. "And remember, whoever put this together is not to be underestimated. And there will be others looking for it as well. This is an event of great interest for many for a variety of reasons. Be wary."