Malachi walked outside as the helicopter came closer.
His gaze was sharp enough to cut through metal. Serosh had appeared at his side bearing an equally fearsome look.
Though both of them quickly lost this ferocious demeanor when they realized exactly who was making this surprising and uninvited entrance.
"Is that..."
"Oh, god..."
"THEY COULDN'T KEEP A REAL ONE LOCKED DOWN FOREVER!" A voice yelled from afar.
Arias was hanging out the side of the airplane, laughing like a madman while in the tightest straitjacket that Malachi had ever seen.
He was grabbed roughly by the collar by someone and pulled back into the plane so that they could land without causing an incident.
When the plane finally made ground, Arias hopped out, but he was accompanied by Awena Brenham and a squad of prison guards armed to the teeth.
Also, a mysterious older woman was floating above them who none of them seemed to be able to see...
"Umm... What's all this?" Malachi gestured to Arias.
