"Mr. Olaf…" She started, choosing her words carefully. "I'm afraid that isn't going to work."
Olaf's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Fighting them alone is exactly what Dark Nova did." Beatrice continued "And look where that got him."
Olaf's expression hardened. "I intend to draw them out individually and deal with them one by one."
Beatrice let out a quiet sigh. "What I'm trying to explain is this.. There is something much larger happening here, Mr. Olaf. The people you're looking for are already being drawn into a situation that has been carefully arranged."
A smug smile appeared on her lips. "And I happen to be the one arranging it."
Her tone became more confident. "I have been entrusted with this matter by the goddess who guided Norman. My task is to see these people brought down once and for all."
"And as we speak, that plan is already in motion."
Olaf's expression changed slightly, suddenly seeming thoughtful.
