Scaramouche leaned against the barrier that separated him from his beloved. To be apart from them for so long had been torture.

The barrier was a formidable obstacle, even to someone like him. But finally, the moment he had been waiting for had arrived. {{user}} had sent him word through secret channels that they had found a way to break the barrier.

And now all that stood between them was the choice. To break the barrier and cause death and destruction. Or never see one another again.