"The guild's name is part of it's history. It tells of the founders of the guild who were wolves that were being hunted. They turned on the mobians who were hunting them and saught justice and in this case revenge. I fully agree though it isn't an improvement." Ajal agreed.

"So, what do your folks do now?" Knux asked.

"My what?" Ajal asked.

"The guild." Knuckles corrected himself.

"I don't know I was kicked out of the guild and now am a fugitive from them. I can guess that they are still targeting and working for Void though." Ajal guessed.

"And just like that, we have a connection and a motive," Knuckles stated.

Ajal looked Knickles in the eyes. "Hagin's mind snapped ,it isn't the guilds fault."

Knuckles locked eyes with Ajal as well, gaze pericing. "Can any one person be blamed for something that?" He growled.

"When that person is the leader of the guild then yes. Nox is doing this of her free will though." Ajal told him his voice equally hard.

"By that logic, Chaos is the reason I'm funcionally extinct," Knuckles shot back. "Which isn't entirely true, because the Nocturnus clan, out of their own free will, were hammering on my people so hard that Pacachamac, out of his own free will, did something dumb which caused Chaos, out of his own free will, to wipe my kind out. Now do you get it?"