Darker Darks.

[*Rainbow Prism]

Out of the Mortuary and back to the slums. No step was taken without eyes throwing warning into skulkers' stares from the corner. Even beyond the territory of Hive, Cipher could not relax, moving in hurried walk, then breaking into run to Gymnasium.

Another detailed report was sent. This time, it was new about threat of Time Thief's organization.
The creep was not acting alone. He has plans. Grand ones. And he grows stronger with each victim.
She could not do it by herself. There could be options of contacting Inevitables' masters through rouge box Root of Nine. And there was another potential ally, who offered her help to fight the murderer. Factor of Dustmen, Emila.

But will that be enough?

Waiting for answer, warrior challenged more opponents in the Arena, exerting her body without worrying about victory or defeat.

[*Selebius]

Next day she is visited by Desland again, the Master of Spirits turning up to watch one of her battles in the arena, approaching her after she is done.

"Well fought." He hops down onto the Arena floor nimbly.

"I read your report. You are very close to one of the most dangerous secrets but your feelings guide you well to not rush into this unprepared.

Find help with those who are involved already- be it construct or restless dead.

Remember that it might be enough to seal it away, to let it starve to death if direct combat is too dangerous. Perhaps one of those potential allies you found knows more."

[*Rainbow Prism]

Later, the warehouse of rogue modron had another visitor. But this one, unlike the rest, did not come for the usual wares he offered.
Ignoring the workers and salesman assistants, Raila marched into cabinet of Root of Nine without knock, bashing the door open.
"Root of Nine? I came with business about Time knight of the post."

[*Selebius]

If the modrone is offended by the brash and blunt approach it does not show. There is a clicking and whirring as it faces the woman, its voice flat as it answers.

"Speak."

[*Rainbow Prism]

Crossed arms and direct stare at the creature of Mechanus was radiating purpose and determination to match brashness.
"I'll chip in fight against the murderer. Already heard RX and Dustie agreed on bashing crook. But I have a question."
Her eyes squinted, tattoos looked like black sharp diamonds.
"How do I hurt one who shanks you by aging? You got bright ideas, box?"

[*Selebius]

"Think outside the box. Do not attack what cannot be attacked. Use indirect means."

[*Rainbow Prism]

"Aye." The dry reply sounded like it was expected answer. Then, there was some rummaging in backpack, which produced the lump of shiny brass, which looked like fragment of something. It would be recognized as part of the Inevitable missing from him when he was retrieved.
"Will this be of any use against the thug?"

[*Selebius]

"This can be forged into a weapon that will harm the Eater. It can also be used to disrupt the devices it made to escape the maze or to restore a warrior."

[*Rainbow Prism]

Eyes widened at the mention of uses for the axiomatic brass. Tiefling suspected as much about forging a weapon to cut down the murderer of her fellow Ciphers, but the other two were new chant for her.
"What do you mean?"

[*Selebius]

"The metal is an Anathema to chaotic beings and in this case it will work on those who break the laws of time.

It can also be used to break through the protections woven around the devices the Eater created to escape the maze it was put into by her Serenity.

The third use is to restore the Inevitable it is part of to full combat functionality immediately."