"Gah! Where are the others!?"
A man wearing a white mask with a blue number 11 painted on it shouted as he ruthlessly punched a tree out of boredom.
"Where is Omen specifically? I want a god damn rematch!"
"Now now, settle down," A soft female voice spoke. The voice came from a young woman sitting on top of the tree the man was just destroying. She also wore a mask but it was painted with the number 6 instead.
"You can't beat Omen. He's number 2 so it's best you give up. You're not going to win against him," Said another voice that came from the darkness. His figure was hidden but his mask was visible. On it was the number 12.
"Don't talk to me unless you're a higher number than me 12. You're supposed to be the god of darkness. Talk to me when you're a higher place than me." Number 11 said which caused 12 to chuckle.