Rough plan

"I am not going to die!" Ethan rumbled with an angry look in his eyes as his gestures projected alacrity.

"I love your confidence. This boldness is a good reason to invest these knowledge into you and I suggest that you save this anger for those factions. I am not your enemy," The Dr. Muppet said and rising on his feet, he beckoned, "please, take a look at this y'all."

"Ethan." Isabell called his name with a whisper as she glanced at him with a left nod, to make him keep lean forward, put his eyes on the sketch on paper and to pay attention because she knew he was still trying to calm his nerves because he felt bad the way the Dr. Muppet uttered those words to make him feel like he was the bad one.

"This sketch right here was done by a friend of mine who was involved in the construction, when we constructed the arena of death. He was an engineer and along with his friends, they handed over some things to me as I was the only one they trusted, hoping I would one day find someone who
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