By going through the door at the end of the hall, the remaining members of the team entered a small square room. There was a single door at the end of the room directly ahead, and it was just barely open; the red light they'd seen before came through the crack, and clearly originated from the next room. They were going to advance again, but the spy decided that this was when he'd make his move. Not so long ago, the spy had a falling out with the queen of his former tribe, which drove him to strike out on his own. However, before he could join his current faction, he was intercepted by the Brotherhood of Vultures in the Arctic Northern Region. Vamprah made a deal with him; he would feed the vultures information on the southern tribes, and in return, Vamprah would install the spy as the leader of his original tribe when the Ice Hunters eventually broke their curse and attacked the inlands and Outlands. Now, the spy was ready to make his move and begin his path to fulfilling his destiny... 

Rex quickly drew his black sword...to block a scythe swipe at Dr. Benjamin from Sezrac. 
"Sezrac??" Asked Benjamin, taken by surprise. "What are you doing?!" 
"Sorry Dr, but I will do what I must to ensure that you two don't return to the south with knowledge of the vultures' existence." Sezrac pulled back and dodged a swing from Rex. "We can't have the Crawlers and inland tribes learning of their doom, can we?" 
"You're a spy for those birds?" Rex asked. 
"We made a deal I couldn't refuse." Sezrac said, shrugging. "As the Ice Hunters rule Chima, Sezrac, the new king of the Spiders, will rule the Outlands." 
"You can't defeat the Crawler Empire!" Benjamin snarled. 
"No, I cannot." Agreed Sezrac. "But the Ice Hunters can!" 
Sezrac shot webs from two of his back legs, pinning Benjamin and Rex against the far end of the wall, on either side of the doorway they'd entered from. Rex tried to reach his sword, which was on the floor. Sezrac clasped his hands behind his back and paced around as he talked. 
"Your tribes will find that the Ice Hunters can freeze almost anything in their path." Sezrac explained. "There is no hope for your tribes against the Ice Hunters, regardless of how much chi the Crawler Empire has. I made the logical choice by allying with Lord Vamprah and the Brotherhood of Vultures. In doing so, I have ensured my tribe's safety, as well as my own rise to power and absolute dominion." 
"It sounds to me that once this Vamprah gets what he wants, he'll crush you." Benjamin said, struggling to escape the webbing. 
"Perhaps." Sezrac said, shrugging. "But you two won't be around to see that happen."
Rex and Benjamin could see Sezrac's evil smile as he walked toward them. 
"I will enjoy this meal of fresh—" 
Suddenly, the door to the next room burst open. The red light flooded the room, and the three of them could now see that it was coming from a golden staff with a crimson blade at its tip. It was carried by a yellow feline wearing golden armor, with a red and orange chi orb in his chest and black spots all over his fur. When the door burst open, Sezrac instinctively whipped around and shot a web at the newcomer. The yellow feline growled as the web wrapped around him. He used his staff to swiftly cut up the web, and the pieces of the web seemed to melt. 
"So, you are an ally with the Ice Hunters." Growled the prison warden, who must have listened to their conversation from the other room. 
"Er, uh, well I wouldn't say that." Sezrac stuttered. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves now—"
"SILENCE!!" Roared the prison warden, tapping his staff on the ground. "It sure sounded to me like you were explaining your allegiance with the Brotherhood of Vultures." 
"Ah, I see how you could think that." Sezrac said, nodding and smiling. Rex was going to warn the prison warden that Sezrac was hiding his small scythe behind his back, but Benjamin, stuck to the wall next to him, quietly told him not to.
"Let's see how this plays out." Benjamin whispered to Rex. 
"I will gladly explain." Said Sezrac as he walked toward the prison warden. 
"Please, do." Said the warden.
"Well, you see..." Sezrac began, before revealing his scythe and lunging at the warden, "you are indeed correct about my allegiances!" 
At an unpredictably fast rate, the yellow feline struck Sezrac's scythe with his staff, and the former was immediately melted. Sezrac dodged another swing and stepped back, aghast. 
"Heh, uh...maybe we can work something out." Sezrac said as the warden pointed his fiery staff at him. "Let's make a deal—!" 
A bolt of red lightning lashed out of the staff's red tip and struck Sezrac's torso. Flames enveloped the spider, and in a flash of light, a pile of ash landed on the floor. All this happened in less than a second.