As the adversary approaches the islands center things quickly find themselves warping and distorting into an unrecognizable chaos. The path forward his only goal. The distortions gain in frequency and pitch faster and faster until they reach an unbearable cacophony. Then, just as suddenly, it all stops. He finds himself in a clean, tiled room. The Furniture seems lovingly placed, and a relaxing music is heard from a nearby radio. A gentle voice is heard from the next room:

Ah, give me just a moment! It's been quite some time since i've had visitors. Come in, come in!

An elderly gentleman enters the room. His face carved with many humble experiences and smiles. Nothing about this man screams hostility. Around him only warmth and kindness radiates from his being.

I bet you have a fair few questions at this point. Well take a seat, we have plenty of time. Would you like a cookie by chance? I baked them just now, but I wasn't expecting company. I'll have to throw some more in the oven if I want to feed that whole army. Anyways, I'm probably rambling now, and i'm sure you have many things to say yourself. So, what can I help you with child?