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After changing back into your suit, you swung over to Silvermane’s territory and asked around for him. The address that he gave you to meet him at wasn’t very specific. It started out as an abandoned factory, but when you were led inside by his goons, you were shocked to discover that they’d built some sort of underground bunker in the lower levels. An industrial service elevator brought you down to the sub-level that Silvermane was waiting on. There were more than a few guards, but most of the room was taken up by engineers and eggheads, making plans to build what you could only assume was a containment unit of some sort.
When Silvermane spotted you, his eyes lit up and his lips curled upwards into a smile. He greeted you warmly, pulling you into a hug, giving you a hard pat on the back and kissing you lightly on the cheek.
<span class="mu-s">“Huntsman! So glad that you could make it.”</span> he said.
<span class="mu-r">“You know I can’t say no to you, Silvio.”</span> you replied, before mentally kicking yourself for using Silvvermane’s first name! You must have been out of your mind to-
Silvermane chuckled. <span class="mu-s">“I sure hope that’s true.” he said easily. “I’d like you to meet my daughter.”</span> he added, gesturing for a young girl to come over and introduce herself.
She looked to be about Cindy’s age, wore an expensive looking purple dress and even more expensive jewelry. She had blue eyes, and long black hair with a large white streak going down the right side of her head.
<span class="mu-s">“Her name’s Saya. Say hi to the Huntsman, sweetie.”</span>
Saya nodded and extended a limp hand. <span class="mu-b">“Hello.”</span> she simply responded, seemingly disinterested in the conversation.
You took her hand gently, shaking it up and down, slowly. You were dangerously close to kissing her hand like a princess, since that was what her overly haughty gesture reminded you of. The way that she frowned at you led you to believe that she might have actually wanted you to do that.
<span class="mu-s">“My Saya’s a genius, you know.”</span> Silvermane declared, with no small measure of pride. <span class="mu-s">“She’s the one who helped design all of this.”</span>
Saya rolled her eyes and chuckled slightly. <span class="mu-b">“I’m just helping and learning from Maxwell.”</span> she said, pointing out a middle aged man of average height and physique with auburn hair and blue eyes.
He noticed your attention and decided to come over and introduce himself. <span class="mu-g">“This him?”</span> he asked Silvermane. He nodded, and Maxwell’s smile grew even wider.
He extended hand and you took it, giving it a firm shake. <span class="mu-g">“Max Dillon. Nice to meet you.”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Likewise.”</span> you said with a nod. <span class="mu-r">“I hear you’re the brains behind this operation?”</span>
Max chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. <span class="mu-g">“Mr. Manfredi wanted my expertise on figuring out how to capture that thing that’s been running around, knocking all the power out.”</span> he explained. <span class="mu-g">“We think we’ve found a way to do it, but we need your help for that.”</span>
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