JiMing trailed at the very back of the group as they entered the remains of the arena - it had been blasted apart, and was now nothing more than piles of rubble and ruin. Voltex and Xaeraz walked at the front, leading the group towards the Coliseum that towered over them; spread throughout the middle were Luroka, TBK, Chambliss, Shadow Ignited, Portalfig and JMJ.
“Now remember,” Voltex called as they reached the entrance. “This first entrance hall is the largest open area in the entire Coliseum - stay close to the walls and do your best to stay out of sight.”
JiMing nodded along with the others; he watched as Voltex took a deep breath, turning slowly back to the entrance.
“In we go,” Portalfig murmured.
Voltex shouldered open the entrance and the group rushed inside; JiMing lurched to a halt just inside the doorway as the rest of the group stopped without warning - and as he glanced around the entrance hall, JiMing noticed why.
“It was very foolish of you to come here,” said Control from where they stood in the center of the room. “Come a little closer, please - I insist.”
JiMing glanced back as the barrel of a gun was pressed up against his back - he recognized Zakaro, who shrugged and nudged him forward. The Ta-Matoran silently cursed as the group was ushered into the center of the hall as the forces of Control decloaked, revealing themselves. Surrounding them on the ground floor as well as up on the second level balcony, agents were huddled together with guns pointing right at them.
“By now, I’m sure you are assuming that you have walked into a trap,” Control said, taking off their helmet. “Your assumptions would be correct.”
“Tekulo?” Voltex asked, sounding resigned. “You’re Control?”
“I am,” Tekulo nodded easily. “And you are too trusting, Voltex.”
Sounds like trouble.
Chapter 12 releases March 6th.