Heroes. Or at least that’s what they liked to call themselves. Yet, this intruder was nothing short of a pest. The remnant was used to such interruptions. Usually Yazoo or Loz swiftly greeted those people with their maker. Speaking of which, where were his brothers?

Kadaj snarled, annoyed. He was about to tell the girl to get lost when a sudden realization dawned over him. She was familiar; too familiar to be a family member or friend of one of his previous victims; too familiar to be a victim herself. No, she was more than that. Unsettling.

“You,” he began slowly with great interest. His attention was now solely on the ninja girl. Tainted eyes scanned over her quickly for any signs of weakness he might be able to exploit. “You’re one of big brother’s friends, aren’t you. . .”