"Well, it would be easier to explain if I simply show you."
The Summoner rose to a stand once more with a concerned expression, raising both of his arms once again. With an odd motion one arm was raised and pointed towards the opposite side of the room; in only a moment, a second rift was opened, this time an image of the Institute of War tearing through the blue void. Something new forced its way through this time.
It seemed to look like a large brown doorknob, possibly a children's toy of some sort. As it pushed through, it began to appear the object was connected to something. Green, shaggy fur and a few talons tore at the rift, widening it as the figure slid through more and more, revealing a familiar face to Skarner and the Summoner before him; a rat. The Plague Rat was seemingly asleep, levitating to the middle of the room for all to see, large golden chains covering and restraining his entire body.
"As you can see, the problem is with one we all know well enough," Metal sighed out very lightly, having been restless for some time now. "I've lessened the uhm...'scent', as much as possible, though he still remains a bit more 'fragrant' than I'd prefer."