The likes of MATIAS SILPH and Katherine Fairburne, given their standing at the moment, were at the top of their list at this time. Until things settled in more, however, Remiel refrains from mentioning as much. "When it comes to public avatars, we will restrict our activities to surveillance and research... unless given the green light by Walsh himself." He says, hoping that has answered Jayden's question.

Regarding oscar clayton 's inquiries, however, Remiel takes a moment to prop one leg over the other and think. The status of M.A.G.M.A. was, truthfully, up in the air in this point in time. Given the low success rate of its experiments, there were rumours of it changing into something else— not unlike S.P.E.C.T.R.A. That remained to be seen but, for now, they'd focus on their own tasks. There were several other alternatives to take into account.

"You're right, Oscar," He finally says, running a hand through his medium-length black hair. "It'd be foolish to put all of our proverbial eggs in that one basket. That's why supporting the avatars we already have, and recruiting new ones, is crucial to our success. Training elite squads, who use their numbers to their advantage and corner avatars, will be essential as well." That wasn't all, either. But the royal stops in that moment anyway as wavy ribbons of light begin to dance on his face.

He looks up, smiles, and points. "We've arrived."

Through the circular window above them, rays of sunlight begin to peek past the rolling waves of the ocean above. Within minutes, the bathysphere will break through the surface before bobbing its way towards a sandy shore. Ahead, a rocky canyon awaits. The metal clang of the latch becoming unlock lets them know it's time to exit.

S.P.E.C.T.R.A.

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