The Hybrid Hunter walks through a path of fire... At the end of the path sits a throne, made of obsidian. .. Classical jazzy music plays as the Hunter approaches the throne... The throne is turned away from the Hunter and someone sits in it... They sit humming the jazzy music, sharpening a blade... "Sire..." The Hybrid Hunter said... The humming stops... "Why have you returned...?" The person sitting in the throne asked, in a sharp tone... "I came to possibly receive any upgrades..." The Hunter said... The throne spins around and the tip of the obsidian blade sits at the Hunter's neck... "I thought you were one of my strongest soldiers." The Fire king said standing up from his throne...

"He got away... All because of a camera bot." The Hunter said... "YOU LET A CAMERA BOT, DISTRACT YOU FROM KILLING HIM!" The Fire king said raising his voice... "Well maybe if your scouts, weren't so damn slow, maybe I would have someone to help me..." The Hunter said... "Where's your assistant?" Fire king asked... "He died in my cold blood hands... Because he wasn't there to help..." The Hunter snapped... "Let me make you a deal... I'll upgrade you, but if you fail me one more time... I might make you a rotisserie Hybrid Host..." The Fire king said sitting back down... The Hunter leaves the throne room in anger... The Fire king turns back around to his anvil... He sharpens the blade some more and raises it... "Soon there won't be anything left..." The Fire king said...