There was a humanoid figure with a red mask who ran out of the crowd into the lobby. Patrick's eyes were staring at Ella. It was true, he did love her. However, he noticed how violent the figure with the red mask was and stood up to the follow him. But his mind and heart told him to stay in the crowd. His legs were moving backwards and Patrick tried to face Ella as much as possible. His mind was suspicious of the red masked person. He was facing a white masked man.
"Darius might be in the crowd." The voice said. The voice was feminine-for it was a girl behind this mask. "What do you report of master Darius?"
"I was...expecting to find him but, he, he's not there! All the other Masquarade grunts in this stadium couldn't find him."
"Listen, there's going to be coup, and Darius is going to be overthrown...we need to unite and maybe...I, the Mask of Fire will lead this team...." She whispered
"What makes you think that?!" Patrick roared. "Caught you red handed!"
"Shit!" She cried, and the grunt ran into the door only to find the presence of a police man. "Run!" She cried. The policeman grabbed the grunt and placed him into a police van parked outside.
"That's right, I called the police!" He shouted. Patrick had called the police a while before, as he saw some shady figures entering the stadium earlier and he just wanted to protect Ella.