#//(B33ts and his rebellion are against the Cha0s T3mple which drains acolytes of nearly all their Cha0s En3rgy which is a life-sustaining-)

[reflections-of-mobius]

A few ears twitched- but it was ultimately Dan's voice that caused the group to actually look. They hadn't felt threatened by the other's presence- after all, they only felt threatened by those who seemed haughty...or were actively concealing their Chaos Energy, save for the brief flickers that hinted towards the trainings of the temple.

Strawbeet spun, their eyes snapping to find the hedgehog they'd helped earlier. They blinked, their attention flicking between the group and Dan- or, he supposed, Omen.

"I---are you- sure? I mean, I can't send in..." They shook their head.

"Selim sent you, didn't he?" Jewel stepped forward with a small smile. Strawbeet's ears twitched. Selim must have known Wen'ta was injured...had he...? "Well Dan, we're more than happy to have the help! And I'm sure Wen'ta would be happy to hear it- yeah?" He glanced back with a grin, to where the snake-mobian was currently resting. She had a large gash down her arm, eyes unfocused- one looked like it was still dilated from something.

"So long as he can throw a solid punch...but that aura's something else."

Strawbeet's head was beginning to spin.

"Wait--- wait!" They raised their hands. "---Before we even consider it- Dan- Omen- are you sure you're okay with this? I mean, you'd be making an enemy of the Chaos Temple...do you even know how to break a magic barrier?" A part of them wanted- was practically begging- for Dan to join the fight, but...they couldn't risk it. They didn't want another innocent life tainted by this hidden rebellion.

"C'mon Beets! It's a chance to save the acolytes!"

The promise of pay was already enough to get his attention given his current need for it as he looked on in interest at the bartender. "Alright..." More would have been said but given the 'interruption' by another patron and the hushed tone, the demon-hog didn't speak further choosing to simply to finish his own drink.

In the process of doing so and waiting assumedly for the bartender, he'd then notice the note on the paper, reading it before pocketing it before anyone else got any idea to take a cheeky look themselves. Stretching himself out briefly, the demon returned to his feet, glancing over at the bartender and giving a nod before following the instructions.

Of course, he wasn't exactly sure how to open the passageway up when he came up to it.

"Beets, you know we can't make it without Wen'ta."

He'd just about hear on the other side, giving it a push allowing him to enter before it closed up again just as quickly. The noise of such and following footsteps may have even been audible to the group as they discussed what to do.

"You'll save them." If they weren't aware yet, they would be now as the demon-hog walked into view, answering the question as he reached to his pocket and held up the piece of paper. "A raid huh? Well it looks like I'm your new assistance."

"Name's Dan, some call me Omen."