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"What did you just do?!"
"I think he just changed his vote"
The Naga's Kur detector relic was sent soaring through the sky down to the ground, breaking into large pieces on impact. Zak looked mildly excited and proud of his lemurian brother, Doc and Drew looked happy for them, whilst Doyle looked seriously annoyed that he had just put all that effort in for nothing, he scowled and rolled his eyes. Zak looked over to him.
"He'll get it eventually, just trust him okay"
"Looks like we're gonna have to" Doyle sighed, exhaling deeply, looking slightly disappointed. The airship ride home was fairly quiet after that. Drew and Zak's faces soon left the screen as they set a course away from Kumari Kandam and towards the Saturday Headquarters' submarine chamber. Zak and Fisk immediately went off to practise on Fisk's lemurian instincts whilst Drew and Doc went to the lab to do some research on the Naga, Doyle went to his temporary bedroom to think to himself.
Was the relic really all that bad? If so, why wasn't Argost affected by its dark magic. For one, Doyle was starting to analyse Doc's practical, scientific point of view, instead of believing in his sister's warnings towards supposed dark magic. He knew that the relic would be a major score for them. If they could find Kur with it, the fight would be over before it even started. In his days as a mercenary, he learned to believe that the goal or in Van Rooks the money was the most important part of a job and that if you find a shortcut to your winnings you should take and appreciate it, not throw it away like his family just did. Maybe they wouldn't notice if he slipped away to search for it, maybe he could fix it enough to make it work again. If he kept it secret, hidden in one of his bags, they would never know. That is, if the drop hadn't obliterated it into shreds. He decided he would, after all they would never know, right?
So whilst his sister and brother in law conspired in the lab, he snuck down into Drew's library where he assumed she kept all her books on Kur and Sumerians. He pushed the door ajar and turned on a torch, not wanting to arouse suspicion by turning on a light. The library was set out in several large shelves containing row upon row of dusty old books. His eyes scanned across the spines of the books until he found what he was looking for, he picked up four books on Kur and one book on the Naga. He placed them under his arm and headed back towards the other side of the house. He then proceeded to buckle himself into his trusty jetpack before jetting off into the night.
He returned later with the scattered remnants of the relic, stuffed into one of his carry pouches. He poured the pieces out onto his desk. The relic was thankfully still relatively intact, but the eyes had fallen off and large chunks had broken off. He brought a large toolbox up onto the desk, then opened one of the books he had piled up to the side.
"Sorry Zakman, but I gotta follow my instincts too".
