"Lucas, this is it," says the gruff shepherd that just entered the room. "This is finally it..."

Boney barks and rushes forward, pawing at Flint's hand while Lucas turns to face him.

"Dad...?"

Why are his feet lead when facing his father properly for the first time in three years? Shouldn't he run forward the way Boney did?

"Have we managed to corner the enemy....or have we all been dragged here?" adds Wess as he and others from Tazmily file in. "Hmm. I suppose it doesn't matter either way. Right, Duster?"

Bronson and Alec look around the strange room. Lighter messes with the 2x4 he's hauling on his shoulder while his son Fuel turns circles. Lastly, Dr. Andonuts from the chimera lab approaches the front of the room.

Lucas can't remember the last time he saw everyone together like this. Why here like this?