The Chameleon watched from a far distance. He was not angry. " I knew I couldn't rely on those 2 morons." Tch." He spat his acid spit on the ground. He sat on top of a statue of a gargoyle, eating a sour juicy green apple. He tossed the apple core off the building, leaping off the gargoyle landing in a puddle, disappearing.

In The Five Star Hotel...

Sarah was practicing her Blood Transmission technique in the gym. She was practicing for at least 2 hours. She was extremely tired. Every time she used the Blood Transmission technique she grew tired. She sat on a comfy bench, drinking a protein shake. Vanilla milk with bits of strawberries in it. As she drank the protein shake she smiled. She inhaled and exhaled. It was time to go back to train. She had her long black hair tied in a ponytail. She walked up to a punching bag rapidly doing multiple martial arts attacks taught by her deceased father and peers. The final battle was about to commence. She needed to train like crazy. She already felt she grew stronger. She jumped back, firing a cyan beam at the punching bag which burst into pieces.