We March On

[Albert Wesker]

Though it didn't show clearly on his face, Kuzan was quite perplexed about what he had just witnessed himself. Not to the same level or for even the same reasons as Ornstein, but what he had just seen was odd enough that it left him mentally scratching his head. The bike he had been reading...it reminded him vaguely of Smoker's preferred means of conveyance. That.... That Billower Bike of his. Although this one had sounded similar enough, and looked to have had power to spare, it had went far slower than what he guessed it should have. Still faster than travelling on foot, but nowhere near as fast as it should have gone.

He narrowed his eyes, a sudden suspicion striking him that he couldn't quite identify, but within a matter of seconds it passed when he came up with nothing solid that could explain it beyond "Omni is a strange, strange being".

He was almost tempted to ask who Gwyn was as he turned back to what was still going on, but dismissed it. "Well, putting that aside...." He turned his attention back to the gate to Camelot. "Do you know about....uh...." For a moment, the word eluded him, and he had to scratch at his chin while he gathered his thoughts. The strangeness of the events had scattered his mind in more than one way. "....summoning with that... That....Omni... Omniul.... Omnilium?" Stumbling over the words aside, he was willing to bet that just like he had, the armored man would instictively know exactly how to as soon as he thought about it.