After Wrath had changed into his spare uniform, he had begun to lead Luz through the hallways that twisted and turned at the oddest angles, yet the hulking figure of her guide was practically gliding through the corridors. It seemed that the farther inwards they went the less rigid the walls and pathways became when compared to the outer areas, if she squinted her eyes at the walls Luz could swear that they were made of a different material as the stones were rougher and less smooth as well as the color took a sharp change as it became a lighter grey than white. The torches themselves were still placed in uniform as their flames licked the wall and the shadows consumed the cracks of the floor, all that was needed was a dripping water sound and skittering critters and you would have the perfect dark dungeon-esk atmosphere, Luz thought to herself.

Save for the thudding sound of Wrath's footsteps which rang like the beat of a drum and the small taps of her own, there was no other sound that Luz could hear save for the torches as they crackled like a miniature campfire, there were no guard patrols that she could see either, it was as if this entire area pulsed with a subdued sense of danger. Not malice as Luz didn't feel that constant grip around her throat nor did she feel that sense of constant hopelessness that she had while in the Cell Spire, but this area still had all of her hairs on edge as a sense of dread crept all around her. Maybe it was that sense of dread that made the shadows look alive and made her more than once confuse the sound of the torches with the slithering of a snake, would they have a snake in a place like this?

'A snake like creature would be so cool down here though,' Luz thought as she imagined the Gildersnake from Azura slithering through the halls as it hunted down escaping prisoners to return them to their cell, 'Or maybe a basilisk or a hydra, those are pretty cool serpent like creatures.' She thought with an equal amount of enthusiasm, her fantasy helping distract her from the reality of her predicament.

The room doors that once littered the halls seemed to become sparse as now they would walk entire minutes before finding another door, yet still they walked forwards until Wrath began to head toward a room that seemed to be bustling with activity that opposed the bleakness of the rest of the corridor. She could hear several different voices jumbled and shouting over each other as the two of them neared the double doors that were rimmed with iron and had an iron rod mesh pattern over the body. When they got to the door, the words 'FILING OFFICE' were boldly emblazed on the door in dark black lettering, though it seemed as though someone disagreed as they had used red paint to slash through it as the word 'SUFFERING' was scratched over the previous wording. The red was still wet and had a bright sheen to it that made it noticeable in the torchlight that leaked through the cracks in the door, combined with the light shining from beneath it gave the door an ominous appearance as though it was a door to Hell itself. Luz shivering as the thought entered her mind before she calmed herself, she might have been scared of what Wrath could do to her, but she didn't think he would take her to someplace dangerous at the moment, he did seem to want to keep her safe for now.

Luz heard Wrath suck in a vacuum cleaner like breath and release a groan when he laid his eyes on the door, as he ran his hand over his face in a rather comical manner given the beak on his mask. "If I didn't know what they have to go through I'd be upset at them constantly doing this after the repair crew fixes it." He said as he reached out and twisted the knob to open the door, Luz finding herself being picked up by her hood again as a veritable flood of paper pour out from the room and rise up to Wrath's mid-calf; which given his height was saying something. "I'm sorry in advance."

Luz blinked at just how... resigned Wrath said that and yet he managed to pack so much dread into the words with such an even tone, even though they weren't spoken in a threatening manner she couldn't help but question just what he was apologizing for.. "Sorry?"

Nothing in all her life could have prepared her for what she encountered when she stepped inside, she almost wished she was in school and taking the most mind numbing and boring classes they offered, those would have been paradise compared to this.

"WHERES FILE 478-FEHU GEBO!" She heard someone shout, looking inside and seeing it was someone in the usual guard outfit with rather large glasses over their mask, black ink staining their form as the liquid had a presence in nearly every inch of their form be it their shoes, shirt, or the mask which looked like an entire bottle had been dumped on top of them. "I NEED FORM ISA JARA-951! ISA JARA-951!"

It was chaos, pure absolute chaos as the guards ran to-and-fro in every direction with large stacks of paper balancing precariously in their hands as they scrambled from desk to desk, other guards in chairs behind desks taking a portion from somewhere in the pile before the one holding the stack ran off again. Names of files and forms that Luz had no idea what they were, nor did she know any of the words that were being called out, but she assumed it was probably a local name for something. She looked down and saw that she couldn't even see the floor as it was either covered in layer after layer of sheets of paper or drowned in pools of midnight black ink, and perhaps coffee? Whatever that bubbling brown liquid was that was leaking from some water cooler with teeth that was right against the wall, paper cups dissolving in the liquid as... yep those were eyes in the liquid, needless to say Luz looked away from that area after that. She had enough nightmare fuel and material that if... no when, when she got back home she could definitely write a book about this realm; she already had her young author photo so she could get some use out of it.

The rapid cacophony of the taping of typewriters flooded her ears and the sounds of growling as all of the guards sitting at a desk had a typewriter like creature placed on their desk that had claw like hands acting as most of its body, with the center of the writer having a burning eye right above the keys and two mouths with one placed below the keys where paper was fed into it and one on top of the center where paper came out of. They seemed to belt out a roar whenever a piece of paper was dispensed, and they snapped at the hands of the workers whenever they went to retrieve the paper.

Wait scratch that someone was already hallway being eaten by one as two other guards tried to hoist him out of the typewriters mouth by his legs, it was incredulous how such a small mouth was able to contain the bulk that every guard had, heck the typewriters creatures themselves weren't even the size of their chests. Luz would have said magic, but that was probably accurate, for all she knew the mouths of these creatures led to a pocket dimension from which no one could escape.

The already tense atmosphere was expounded upon the moment Wrath stepped in the room, it seemed to immediately quiet as the franticly running guards paused in whatever position they were in, the stacks of paper defying gravity as they formed curves and twisted in curls, or they seemed to support themselves in the middle of air and one guard actually being in midair with nothing holding him up. Luz felt nervous as dozens of faces were trained on her and Wrath, their eyes boring into her; she could feel their malice and hatred directed towards her, yet there was a small part of her that wasn't afraid as it seemed that Wrath wasn't going to let anything happen to her for now.

Before she could ask Wrath anything about the situation the panic in the room returned tenfold as all of guards started scrambling to move faster and be more efficient, Luz hearing Wrath sigh as he sat her down with her feet sinking into the pool of paper that was now shallow enough to only reach her ankles. Wading through the paper Luz tried to follow after Wrath as he easily trudged through it due to his superior size, Luz internally cursing her lack of size and strength as she fell over and had to pick herself up more than once. She managed to catch up to him as he was exchanging words with one of the guards at a desk in the middle of the room, Wrath pulling a paper he had tucked in his uniform, the guard taking it before feeding it into the typewriter creature and rapidly pressing various teeth like keys on it as Luz struggled to keep track of their individual fingers.

A guard ran right in front of her and nearly plowed right into her had she not fallen backwards when she noticed their approach, them not even stopping to help as she sunk into the paper mass. It was a miracle her arms and legs were free of papercuts, but she wasn't going to complain about that, she got plenty of those back in elementary school and that was more than enough for her.

Pushing herself up she picked up one of the pieces of paper on the floor, she was surprised to see it written in perfect English as she had expected it to be written in some Demonic language that she shouldn't be able to read.

"Thank you, been looking for that, stay safe, bye." In the blink of an eye another guard had rushed by and snatched the paper from her hand and rushed off into the further depths of the room, even running through a mound of paper that towered over Warden Wrath even as the guard just walked into it with no difficulty.

"Okay this place is starting to get weird." She couldn't help but say out loud, but between the guard running through paper like water and the... childish laughter that... okay she was probably just imagining that. She had yet to see a child or anything that sounded like one since she arrived here, was probably just one of the typewriter creatures whining or something; that was her best guess.

Luz had just reached the hulking form of the Warden when the guard that was behind the desk had pulled out the paper from the beasts mouth, and smacked it in several places with an ink blotter on their desk that looked like it was covered in cactus spines; and handing it back to Wrath who accepted it with a nod, "Thank you for doing this on such short notice, go ahead and let everyone know they can go home 30 minutes early," Wrath said in a chipper tone as the guard looked up at him, with even Luz seeing how wide their eyes had become at the warden's statement. "You guys have been working hard, no need to run yourselves into an early gra-"

Luz sucked in a breath as the guard had in one fluid motion gotten on top of his desk and pulled Wrath's face closer to his by the collar of his coat, once again all other activity stopped as everyone watched what was happening. Even Luz found herself frozen in shock as from what she had seen of the other guards they all gave Wrath a wide berth whenever they were in his presence, so to see one straight up grab his coat and attempt to pull him closer made her both pity and afraid for the guard.

"Time off, time off, time OFF, TIME OFF!" The guard said in a near deranged way with heaved breaths, his voice rising in pitch as he went on; as he tried to shake Wraths massive form, but only succeeded in flailing his own body instead. "We're two weeks behind on the prisoner log, medical expenses are through the roof, we have Scouts breathing down our necks about you know what, and Lady Kikimora is wanting to know how many paper napkins we use for budgetary reasons!"

If this had been a stage play or a theatre performance Luz would have clapped at the raw and pure emotion, they managed to get into those words, yet she knew better as she could see that his wide eyes and twitching form portrayed as tears leaked from the eye holes of his mask. Was this how horrible this job was, that the thought of time off would make them have a mental break because they think they'll get farther behind, as creative as she was with her hobbies and reports Luz knew she was never behind on anything school related.

She didn't know what to expect Wrath's response to be, but she didn't expect him to put his hands on the guy's shoulders and comfort them. "There there, just breath in and out," Wrath said softly which still sounded like an intimidating growl, Luz was still shocked to see it though as she fully expected the Warden to threaten the guard for basically trying to attack him; maybe it was different for the staff of this place or these guys in general. "Just finish the workload for today and get an extra portion from the Mess Hall, on me."

Wrath placed the guard back in his seat and returned the glasses to his face that had fallen off when he jumped up on his desk, Wrath turning around and leaving as the guard muttered out an indecipherable stream of... well Luz assumed they were pleasantries, but she couldn't be sure. Following back after Wrath as she let out a groan of annoyance at having to trudge back through the paper sludge after she had already gone through it, seriously she wondered how they were able to run at such speeds without tripping or falling over when this was the floor.

Shed have said dark magic, but given how magic was an actual thing here they might actually take offense to something being called dark magic instead of seeing it as a joke; best not to take the risk she decided.

Just as she wretched her foot out of the mass of paper and through the door she watched as Wrath turned back around and leaned inwards as he cleared his throat to grab the rooms attention. "Anyone starts to spread rumors and they have to clean the Paper Dragon on sub level Five with a wet sponge." With that said he closed the door as the sound of activity returned, mixed in with more shouts that sounded like they were either in pain or terror.

'Even without an axe or gesture he can still make a threat work.' Luz though in her head as she looked up at Wrath who was scribbling on the paper he acquired from the room and a clipboard that he had pulled from somewhere.

Before she could ask what a Paper Dragon was, as her mind formed the image of a dragon that breathed paper instead of fire, or a dragon made of paper since that might be something that exists here and wouldn't seem so farfetched given everything she's seen; Wrath turned his head down to look at her. "This seems to be becoming a habit between us, but I have to apologize as I haven't gotten your name yet."

Luz blinked a few times as she realized that she hadn't told him her name yet, well he had just been calling her human or not directly referring to her whenever he spoke to her. "Lo siento, me llamo Luz Noceda." She introduced herself in Spanish before realizing that he probably wouldn't understand that and quickly amended it. "My name is Luz, Luz Noceda."

Wrath nodded at her as he wrote down furiously on the paper, his pencil looking more like a tree branch when compared to her hand and was the proper size in his. 'I'd hate to see how hard clothes shopping is for him.' She idly thought as even among the other people she had seen so far Wrath far outsized them, but maybe she just hadn't seen them yet and large people like him was more common than she thought. Still, she didn't want to imagine how nightmarish it would be for a tailor to make an outfit for him

The guard patrols seemed to be picking up again the farther they got from the Filing Office, with the halls being eerily quiet as they were neither near the Cell Spire nor the Filing Office, leaving only the sounds of the crackling torches that lined the walls and the sound of bots against the ground as the guards passed. Luz strangely found it soothing and helped ease the stress she had been building up for a while now, the sounds of the torches reminded her of when she and her Mami went camping a few times when she was younger. Looking up she saw that Wrath had stopped writing on the paper and had tucked the clipboard under his arm, she wondered what it was that he was writing on and what it had to do with her since he obviously wrote her name on it earlier when he asked.

Wrath motioned for her to stop when they reached a three-way break in the hallways, "Before we leave, we need to make a detour to the contraband room," He explained as they took a left turn and approached an exposed staircase, before Luz could let out a sound of protest Wrath had picked her up by the hood and used his other arm as a grapple to quickly ascend the stairs. "Naturally this is a violation of protocol, but I believe given your origins I can let it slide, just this once."

After about ten seconds of them rising through the air and dodging the staircase as they went, along with Luz holding her breath out of fear and shock, Wrath stopped at one of the floors and let Luz fall safely to the floor, her having been hanging on for dear life when they had sped upwards.

"Estoy vivo, I'm alive." Luz cheered as she felt solid ground beneath her feet, she was all for thrilling rollercoaster rides that made your eyeballs spin and stomach roll, but she was absolutely putting travel by Wrath tentacle arm on the bottom of her preferred modes of transportation; her heart was already practically out of her chest at this point.


Wrath shook his head at her antics as he remembered the first time he tried to ride his mothers staff, he learned a valuable lesson that day aside from making sure to ask permission; he hated flying by staff with a passion, 'Titan cursed twigs.' He spat in his mind, he found it much easier to maneuver at high speeds with his own innate Pliamorph abilities.

As they neared closer to the Contraband Room he once again debated on whether it was a good idea to let the human have her items back, technically Human goods were illegal in the isles and it was considered one of the highest crimes to be in possession of any item from the Human Realm without a valid permit. Thankfully his position as Warden of the Conformitorium gave him such privileges so he was fine on that point, but he would be the first to admit his ignorance when it came to Human Realm society, and for all he knew he could be giving a deadly weapon to the girl.

He had to clear his head of that thought when he reminded himself that this was a child, a child who had been wronged by the Owl Lady and from what he could understand; taken from her Realm against her will and brought to the Isles. As convoluted as that sounded to him, he supposed it would work in her favor as they now had confirmation that the Owl Lady was in possession of a portal to the Human Realm; and the Emperor would be pleased at this news.

Regardless he knew the pain of being homesick and from the report filed the only thing confiscated from her was a glass rectangle object, hardly something that could be a weapon even by the Isles standards. That at least made it easier for him to make the decision, and when Kikimora found out because Titan forbid that gremlin not know everything that happens on the Isles the moment it occurs.

'Wait a minute,' Wrath stopped and took a few sniffs of the air, it smelled strongly of explosive dust and scented shampoo that reminded him to much of the matron Blight. Scowling beneath his mask he questioned why he was smelling beast shampoo and gun powder up ahead before the conclusion came to him. "Stay here!" He commanded the human, if someone had broken into the Contraband room and remained undetected thus far chances were it was someone with enough skill to put up a fight.

He ignored the shocked shout of the human as he barreled forward and broke through the large door to the room with ease, dust and debris being kicked up from the destruction he caused. He would deal with the headache of that later after he dealt with whoever was dumb enough to break into the Conformitorium, he'd make Petrification see like a mercy after he was done with them. No one breaks into HIS domain and gets away with it, especially today when he can already hear the little gremlins annoying voice grating on his ears, he almost wanted to smash a skull at the thought of the lecture Kikimora was undoubtedly going to give him.

Taking stock of his surroundings he immediately saw that the two men he had stationed as guards were on the ground, idiots, he'd deal with them later as well. His guards shouldn't be able to be knocked out and not raise the alarm, he knows they're trained better than that, HE was the one who decided the regimen for how they're trained.

The anti-magic barrier was still up around the contraband vault so that was a small mercy for him, but he felt his blood boil when he saw someone halfway through it with a golden crown in their hands. A crude wooden mask covered their features with deep cuts forming a vague outline of some beast's face that he couldn't place, a dirty white cloak draped over their form and a rusted pauldron on their left shoulder. A cardinal Palisman staff was levitating next to them just outside the barrier, a noticeable gash over one of the bird's eyes, Wrath filed that away as it would narrow down who this person was. On the ground in front of them was a furred demon with an exo-skull and two horns protruding backwards from the top, with one of them being chipped off leaving a cracked stub. Black and grey fur covered them with a pet collar around its neck, Wrath had to stop himself from slamming something out of irritation as he realized that he knew who the two were.

Obviously the walking bipedal rodent was the Owl Lady's pet, he had taken their pathetic human realm paper crown in an attempt to lure the Wild Witch to him, yet he found himself less inclined to make her an offer for romance after tonight. He knew that not all Wild Witches were the same, rebellious and causing problems for the empire, but why was it so hard for them to understand how to fit in, laws were in place for a reason. It was infuriating how much people had trouble with just following simple rules, Titan he would admit that at times he had trouble following them when he was younger, but he grew up and followed them now; Children just needed a firm hand when it came to following the rules.

That was why short of treason he didn't lock children up in the Conformitorium, usually he would put them in a lower floor spire cell for about a day or two and let them understand the consequences of their actions and if they were bad enough, maybe he would do a fake interrogation personally. Usually that was when the spoiled rich brats got themselves in trouble when their money couldn't bail them out at last, the last two he had done that two were the elder Blight children and they were a handful even for him.

That was why when he had gotten the report about an arrest of someone who was associating with the Owl Lady, and apparently close enough to her for said Wild Witch to let her sell human realm contraband at her ever-elusive stall, he wondered just who the Witch had formed such a relationship with. Was this unnamed prisoner an apprentice, a youth she had teen in and corrupted, an offspring from a mysterious third party... yeah that was Steve rubbing off on him, highly unlikely since the only other companion the Owl Lady had been seen with was the Biped Demon and recently the traitor. Imagine his surprise when not only were his men not able to identify her in any database, but the Oracle Coven specialist found nothing in the Birth Collection, she was an unknown and that was what peaked his curiosity.

He was going to use her as bait to lure out the Owl Lady anyway, it had already been two weeks since he had taken the crown and yet no sign of the Owl Lady coming to retrieve it was concerning him, and if he was lucky she would come to rescue the girl and he could spring his trap when the time came. When he went to collect the girl for an interrogation he was underwhelmed at first, he had thought that the possible apprentice to the Owl Lady would be defiant, refusing to be held in their cell and causing just as much ruckus as half the other prisoners. Instead she was at first glance a Feline type demon who was curled in on herself and sobbing pathetically in her cell, it was unnerving in a sense as he didn't know if it was a trick of some kind; the Owl Lady was known for fake surrenders and it wasn't a stretch to assume her apprentice would be the same.

He was never going to physically hurt her, apprentice to the Owl Lady or not he wouldn't permanently harm a kid aside from a few bruises, but when he saw her breaking down and wailing her heart out in the chair and reveal her Human heritage... it struck a chord in his three hearts.

It was when instead of the human he saw Bracky in that chair that he made a decision that he look after her, at least until she was ready to be brought to the Emperor. Wrath knew that Lord Belos would be infuriated if he just brought a human to him with no warning, and even more so if said human was also uneducated in the ways of the Isles; he had already filed the notice to the Emperors Castle, and given the usual time it took for that paperwork to process it would give him at least two weeks to educate the girl and make her ready to stand before the Emperor.

Figuratively shaking his head and focusing back on the present, Wrath grinned beneath his mask. Regardless of when the human would make it to Lord Belos, now at least he could bring the Emperor a traitor to the crown at the same time, suffocate on that you Talon Polishing twerp, "Well well well, the Runaway prodigy finally finds himself in my domain at last," Wrath taunted as he effortlessly formed his arm blades in preparation for a fight, he knew the kid wouldn't come quietly especially not after that stunt at the castle. "Finally hit your rebellious phase, I'd be happy to rear you back to the side of the law, perhaps if you come quietly the Emperor will be merciful." Wrath knew he wouldn't be, not after the damage that had been done, his nephew or not Wrath had serious doubts that the Emperor would be merciful at all, maybe he would simply petrify the kid instead of locking him up, that was as merciful as Wrath could see him being.

He remained still as the cloaked figure aimed the cardinal staff at him, magic building up at the end of it as it glowed a pale baby blue color. 'So the kid wants to fight,' Wrath thought with glee as he readied his legs to spring forward at the right moment, his pliamorph abilities allowing him to amplify his force beyond its natural limitations. 'Lets fight then punk.' With that thought he shot forward as he dodged the stream of magic that was sent towards him, searing his freshly changed uniform, his battle cry filling the room as the fight began.


When Wrath told her to stay where she was like that Luz was worried, she didn't know the Warden long, but she could tell that something disturbed him in that moment; she could see his arms tense up just before he ran forward. Once again there was that voice in her head telling her to run while he was distracted, she could probably find her own way out of here and see how far she could get, maybe even swing by the cell spire and release a few prisoners as a distraction. She once again stamped that voice down as the image of the vampire prisoner who tried to trick her filled her head, except this time her voice was that of the Owl lady; she nearly drew blood with how tight she clenched her fist.

No, she was not going to run, she may have been young, and maybe she was immature and now both physically and metaphorically trapped in a fantasy world, but she wasn't stupid by most standards. If she ran that would just mean what sympathy she had somehow earned from Wrath would disappear and chances were she would be thrown ack into a cell, maybe a worse one since she would have tried to escape; so for now she would sit and wait until he returned and told her it was time to leave.

Sadly, fate seemed to have had other plans as the next thing she knew she was losing her footing as a tremor seemed to rock the building as tiny bits of stone from the ceiling, dust filling her vision as she let out a rapid serious of coughs having inhaled some of it. Grabbing the wall to steady herself as she picked herself up, she found the hallway being rocked with another blast of force as a large chunk of the wall finally gave way and fell down from the cracks that had spiderwebbed across the walls and the force of whatever caused the tremor.

'Okay maybe he won't get mad if I flee for safety reasons,' Luz thought to herself as she decided not to wait around for another tremor to rock the room and cause the roof to give out and crush her, yeah no she had no intentions of becoming a human pancake. Though where should she run to for cover, the only two options were toward where Wrath had run to and she doubted that the tremors and the building rocking wasn't connected to that, but her only other option was to run towards the staircase that would most definitely kill her if it gave way while she was running down it. 'I could still just stay put and wait for this to stop.' She had seen Wrath deal with that creature earlier, even if she hadn't seen the full battle, she knew Wrath was capable and doubted whatever this was could beat him.

Maybe if she was lucky the guards had been alerted due to the noise and were currently on their way to swarm this area, sure they might think she was an escaped prisoner since Wrath wasn't with her currently, but she would take being locked in a cell again over being dead.

Her thoughts were cut off when a stream of blue energy, was this magic, tore through the wall and nearly hit her had she not fallen again due to another tremor shaking the area, though given the melted stone that was still a burning red, maybe she should thank that last tremor for happening when it did.

Then again maybe not because more cracks were rapidly falling as more pieces of the room began to fall down as little pebble sized bits of stone rained down at a steady pace, she doubted that the larger pieces wouldn't be far behind. She couldn't stay here anymore, that much was certain, but the stairs would also be a deathtrap if they gave out and going off of how much force the tremors were gaining it was likely they would, and that only left one option in her mind.

Was it stupid and foolish to run towards the danger that Wrath had taken off towards, that little voice in her head kept shouting that it was as her feet moved forward and she dodged another chunk of falling roof debris. Maybe she could actually be able to help him if the opportunity presented itself, she doubted that it would but she could hope at least, he might keep treating her better if she proved that she could be helpful.

'You'll just get in his way, what if he decides it's too much trouble to keep you safe,' The voice said in her head, she quickly shut that thought down though, 'He won't, I'll stay out of his way and make sure to stay safe.' Either way no matter where she ran to, she would be in trouble either way as the area she had just left was quickly falling apart now do to another stream of blue magic, the stairs would most likely be next.

There was a large hole that was smashed through the large double doors that looked like they belonged in a castle due to their height, and one already falling off of the hinges as the groaning sound of straining and twisting metal became audible. Several smaller tremors rocked the ground as Luz grabbed on to the fallen door to brace herself, the course and rough texture marred her hand, still she knew she could not be deterred now, though the sound of conflict through the rubble of the door confirmed that whatever Wrath was dealing with was the cause of the tremors.

Slowly crawling through the wreckage, she did her best to be as small and unseeable as possible keeping as close to the ground as she could, while also making sure she could still see the room and make sure she wasn't going to be caught in a conflict. Wrath's form was obvious as his uniform was once again in tatters though his flesh had more noticeable damage then after his battle with the blue creature earlier, his flesh having burn marks over it and an entire arm that was near charcoal black and clotted with blue blood that was flying everywhere with his movements. He was swinging his axe hands at a much smaller figure that was moving quickly and... teleporting at rapid intervals in order to dodge the Wardens attacks, the only thing she could see about them was the staff with the red thing on top of it that they were shooting the blue magic out of and the wooden mask that looked like something was scratched on it since the face was covered in deep gashes.

Luz was thankful that they both were occupied with the fight they were having as she didn't want to get caught in the middle of it, where before Wrath seemed to fight the beast like a Wrestler for the short time she saw the ordeal, now he was fighting like a wild beast; his blades striking at all angles and often times using one of his arms as a mass of tentacles to maneuver around the environment.

'Did he just throw an entire marble pillar at them?' Luz thought in disbelief as she watched Wrath rip one of the many pillars from the ground and lob it like a spear at the masked figure who teleported out of the way before a blue beam of magic struck Wrath on the back and sent him rocketing forward and smashing into the remains of the pillar, the roar of rage and pain almost cause Luz to scream in fear as it sounded more like a demon growling.

"Give it up Wrath, I saw what he did, he LIED to me for years!" The masked figure yelled in a muffled voice as they strode towards Wrath who had burst from the pillar wreckage, his blades forming and some of his injuries healing. "We got what we came for, just let us go and we'll be on our way."

From the cover she had taken Luz silently pondered on what the figure meant, clearly they were someone powerful if they were able to fight Wrath like this, but from the sounds of things they weren't a prisoner escaping either. Which meant that she probably wasn't about to help Wrath beat them since they could teleport, and who knows how dangerous they were up close and personal, they could already melt stone with ease.

A roar from Wrath and another shaking of the room later and a large chunk of the floor had been thrown in her direction and impacted the wall above her, eyes widening in fear she quickly scrambled away just as it broke apart and buried the area she had just been with debris. Thankfully it seemed like the rumbling around the room and the sounds of the battle had masked her momentary shout and the sound of her running to a new area, thankfully there was another fallen pillar that would give her perfect cover for the moment.

"Okay, okay, okay. I'm safe here," Luz said to herself between rapid breaths as she sprinted underneath the cover making sure she wasn't noticed by the others as they continued their fight, another beam of magic bore through the wall as liquid stone dripped from the opening, sounding much like a sizzling steak on a grill as it made contact with the cold stone floor. 'Just breath in and out.'

She just had to make sure she stayed safe until the fight was over and the danger had passed, sure she was in close proximity to the danger but at least this room was more stable than the hallway she was in before.

A loud screeching roar filled the room that made Luz's ears ring and her breath hitch in her throat, "ALRIGHT SQUIRT, I TRY TO BE NICE AND TAKE YOU IN EASY," That was Wrath's voice, Luz realized as she used every last ounce of willpower to force her muscles to move and let her peak out from behind her cover. "NOW YOU'VE MADE ME MAD!"

The sight Luz saw would be forever burned into her mind for years to come, she didn't know exactly what had been hidden beneath Wrath's mask, but this... this was not what she was expecting. The entirety of his mask had been shredded and with minimal effort she saw Wrath rip off the last remains of it, exposing the full extent of his ferocious visage. Almost the entirety of his face was a large mouth filled to the brim with large pearly white razor-sharp teeth, the size of them being more akin to that of a baseball bat head. Blue blood leaked through them and gave them the appearance of a shark's mouth, his pure white eyes blazed with a fury that made Luz recoil with fear as he looked less like the controlled Warden Luz had seen so far and instead he looked more like a feral beast than Luz thought possible.

His mouth was a veritable flytrap that threatened to crush anything in its grasp, Luz realized with horror just how threatening... no that wasn't right, malicious Wrath truly was, she could feel that familiar grip around her throat. The crushing sensation pushing her down on her knee's as she clawed at her throat and her eyes threatened to rip themselves out of her skull, her brain throbbed in her skull as she felt it beating and trying to crack its way out like a chick from an egg.

Though watery eyes she saw something else that would forever mark her memory, a fire, a stream of pure fire tore itself from Wrath's mouth and flew towards the masked opponent. The heat so great that even though it was several feet off of the ground it still partially melted the surroundings, the masked person barely teleporting in time to avoid the attack.

What hope did she have if he ever decided to harm her, she'd be defenseless, there was no hope for her to fight back if just seeing this brought her to her knees, that voice in her head screaming at her again to run away and escape. She couldn't, her legs were frozen and her body still, all she could do was just barely cling to the little protection her cover provided as she watched the warden spew enough fire to make a dragon jealous, in an attempt to kill the masked person, who's robe had caught fire as it rapidly crept upward to consume the fabric.

She vaguely heard them grunt in pain before they slammed the end of their staff on the ground and they were enveloped in blue light, with all signs of damage on their person gone and their cloak repaired as though it was brand new.

"WOOH! Go get him Hunter!" A high voice said from nearby as Luz suddenly broke free from her fear induced trance and regained use of her body, the pressure around her throat refused to leave but it did lessen its vice, allowing her to breath just a bit easier. "Show this knave what a servant of the King of Demon's can do!"

That caught her attention, a King of Demons, she had to know who this was now; obviously it could have been someone boasting, but just as well it could have been true. Crawling behind her cover in order to avoid the battle that had resumed in earnest with Wrath throwing chunks of debris, with several of them landing near her and it taking all of her willpower not to shout or cry out in fear.

as she neared the source of the sound, she saw... okay she was overwhelmed with the urge to rush up and snuggle the thing. 'OH DIOS MIO, IT'S SO CUTE!' It was like a small dog with black fur covering it, and the skull over its head just made it look cooler and considering where she was it was probably normal for pets to have skulls over their heads. It had the biggest eyes that made it look even cuter with its purple iris's, seriously it was taking everything in her to not rush forward and wrap it in a hug, it was like someone had given a puppy the power of speech.

To Luz's surprise the masked figure turned around as they used their staff to erect a bright blue shield to protect them from another stream of fire from Wrath's mouth, "Kinda trying to do that already King," Okay they really sounded like an angsty teen at that moment, heck all they needed was their cloak to be black instead of white and that would complete the look. "Maybe you can be helpful and make sure our escape plan is still going to work."

Luz watched as the furry creature stomped their foot and shouted something that she couldn't hear since the shield broke at that time and another chunk of rubble fell nearby, but they did scurry off of the rubble and run away into the debris. She felt sad at seeing them run away since she was hoping to snuggle them, but just as she was going to turn around and retreat back to her hiding spot something bright shone into her eye and caused her to let out a hiss at being blinded for a second. Shielding her eye with her hand she looked over and saw a... Burger Queen kids crown? It was directly under where they were standing before, was it theirs... it wasn't unlikely that it had fallen off of them or they lost track of it with all the destruction around them.

It was easy enough for her to grab it without exposing herself since it was barely a few feet away from where she was, and the two fighting had seemed to take it to a farther away area in the back of the room. Holding the crown in her hands Luz realized that yes, it was just a paper Burger Queen kids crown, and it was definitely old and used going off of the tiny rips and faded areas of color, feeling something bumpy under her fingers she realized that the crown was halfway coated in shiny gold paint that looked fresh.

She felt an urge to try and find the creature and return the crown to it, or see if it was theirs to begin with, but she knew that was a bad idea at the moment; plus, it was clear that they were with the person who was fighting Wrath since they had called them out by name. She had no desire to aid a criminal, even one as adorably huggable as they were or how young they seemed to be, though they very well could just be acting.

Finding the seams and making sure the crown could still fold in on itself safely, Luz held the folded crown in her hand as she slowly made her way back to the more stable part of the room, but her eyes found themselves wandering to the large orange pillar of light that was on the other side of the room. It stuck out like a sore thumb and Luz wondered how she had never noticed it before, well there was a battle going on and she was trying to stay alive and uninjured. Well, it looked like that was the least damaged area of the room and if it stayed that way there was plenty of cover around it for her to stay hidden from Wrath and the masked figure as they continued their fight.

Looking back over she saw Wrath once again releasing a stream of fire as he advanced on the masked figure who had surrounded themselves in a shield again, even from being so far away Luz could see how haggard they were breathing as they held on to their staff like a support cane. She kept looking back at them as she crawled behind the many chunks of rubble and debris that littered the room on her way to the orange pillar, when she heard Wrath laughing again and she froze.

"Gotta admit squirt haven't had a fight this good in years," She looked and saw Wrath had managed to grab the masked figure and throw them into the nearby wall, their impact leaving a crater and causing cracks to spiderweb outward. "Titan not even the Brawl gives me such a rush like this," She looked in horror as Wrath formed his axe again and walked towards the slumped figure who had dropped the staff they were using, and their mask had been shattered from the impact into the wall revealing their face. They looked barely older than she was with light blonde hair and muted red eyes, a noticeable scar marked one of their cheeks. "You know I was going to just take you in quietly kid, but you see," Wrath was dragging the blade along the floor as sparks flew around it, the look of pure hatred and contempt that was on Wrath's face was astonishing as he pretty much only had teeth to work with on expressions. "The repairs here aren't going to come cheap, and I think we can both agree that the little gremlin can be very annoying when she wants to be. Fortunately for you I'm not as stupid as people like to think I am, I know she'll be coming to get you soon, and when she does," The blade was so very close to their throat now, just as close as it had been to hers earlier as Luz instinctively reached upwards to rub her neck at the memory... why was it itchy all of a sudden? "I'll get all three bounties for the price of one, a small fortune should be enough to fix all the damage and then some. Been thinking of getting some new additions put in."

She didn't know how she did it, but Luz was able to keep herself quiet and hidden as Wrath lashed out and grabbed the downed person by the throat and she could hear them gasping for breath. "So that's it huh," They spat between coughs as they clawed at Wrath's hand, just as Luz had tried to do not so long ago. "You don't know what he's really like, he'll kill anyone who threatens his rule!"

Luz couldn't hear what was said after that as she just sat there behind a large chunk of the ceiling and curled in on herself as she tried desperately not to make any noise that would attract attention, she knew the only reason she had not been caught so far was that Wrath was busy with the fight and said fight provided ample cover to not be heard. It was one thing to be on the receiving end of Wrath's attacks or in her case the subdued lack thereof, but another to see him so hostilely inflict pain on someone else and not really understand why, he had won the fight and he had them in his hands now, shouldn't he just go and throw them in a cell until they had a trial. Did he really need to harm and torture them, it was cruel, Luz felt tears rip their way from her eyes as they ran down her cheeks.

'Maybe that's just how things are here,' She thought to herself as rubbed the tears from her eyes, the dust on her hands caking due to the moisture and becoming gritty like sand, her eyes getting irritated from the dust getting into them.

She knew she had to move, she couldn't stay here and let Wrath find her here, she knew she had to listen now to the voice that had been telling her to run. Maybe she could make it, maybe she could escape and find a way home on her own, it couldn't be too hard to survive in this world.

A great explosion rocked the room with such force that Luz was thrown off of her feet, she was lifted off the air as she felt the ground leave her and her body move against the force of wind. She felt like she passed through something made of gelatin before she slammed into something, and then next thing she knew her vision blacked out.


Titan Kikimora was going to have a field day with him after this, of course she'd have to show up just after he'd gotten the kid unconscious, because nothing could ever just go smoothly in this place could it. Forget Kikimora the filing department would have his head after they got the massive paperwork load this would cause, and just after he was trying to make it easier on them too.

Turning around Warden Wrath saw the Owl Lady had quite literally blown a wall out and reduced it to rubble, wait that wall was the one that connected to the hallway where he left the human! Titan this was bad, the Emperor himself would have his head if word got out that he let the Owl Lady kill the first human to appear on the isles since forever, forget his wanton crush and power couple fantasy, he was done with this now.

"You know doors exist for a reason Owl Lady." He spat annoyed as he readied himself for her inevitable attack, if there was one thing that the Owl Lady was known for aside from her crimes... it was her combat prowess.

The Owl Lady let out an unamused snort as she advanced towards him, magic crackling in the air around her as she twirled her Palisman staff effortlessly. "And rules were made to broken Wrath, yet you seem Titan bent on enforcing them," Her eyes narrowed when she laid eyes on the boy, anger flaring through them as they, for just a moment lost all color and became a deep inky black. "Now let him go bootlick, we only came her to get the crown YOU took. Thats all."

Wrath felt a surge of amusement welling up inside of him, he knew that his plan was bound to work and lure her to him, and it felt good to hear that it indeed had. Still the kid seemed Sea Bent on making that fight difficult, he lived up to the hype of the Golden Guard rank, a shame that he decided to turn traitor. Regardless he knew he couldn't take the Owl Lady in a fight at the moment, he was already spent and had other things to worry about, with any luck his men would be on the way, and they could overwhelm her. At the very least he could accept a loss if it meant getting the boy to the Emperor, the Owl Lady could always be dealt with another time since she insisted on making sure they knew it was her flaunting the laws; there was no guarantee that they would get the boy again.

That and he had to make sure the Human was okay; with any luck she was hiding herself in the hallway and the Owl Lady had simply missed them.

"A tempting offer Owl Lady, but as I'm sure you know bartering means we both have to walk away with something," Wrath prepared to move as his instincts began telling him that she was about to attack, and indeed the Owl Lady had summoned a large tube-like creature from a spell circle created from her Palisman. " But I am in no mood to trade."

It would be difficult with only one arm since he had to hold the boy in the other one yes, but he could already smell and hear the rapid approach of his men from the floor below. He just had to stall the Owl Lady until then and he could chase her off and if the Titan allowed, capture her as well with their backup.

'She's trying to kill me.' Never did Wrath think that he would have to be wary of a tube the size of a mother Slitherbeast with a bird's face and covered in thorns trying to eat him, he was going to mark that off of his list.

The creature snaked after him through the air as he let out a stream of fire against its side, with no effect as it lunged at him and smashed through the wall. The moonlight seeping through the destroyed foundation, they were going to make him have to pay this out of pocket weren't they, this wasn't going to be cheap. Titan forbid the anti magic barrier breaks because that was so very expensive and one of a kind, though he'd definitely have to add better defenses around it since the kid was able to get through it, probably dur to his natural lack of magic the Emperor mentioned.

"Please Owl Lady, did you think Warden Wrath would be beaten by a mere construct," He needed to free his other hand if she kept going at this rate, well there was only one place that would serve to ensure the Owl Lady didn't take him at the moment. "And I thought you were dangerous."

Leaping out of the way as the tube slammed into the ground where he stood just a moment before, Wrath flung the boy into the anti-magic barrier in order to keep him contained. While in midair the Owl Lady let loose a mighty stream of magic energy that impacted Wrath directly in the chest, howling in pain as he felt his flesh sear and burn; the boiling muscles straining as they tried to heal themselves.

'Yep that was a heart,' Wrath groaned as he had to dodge a barrage of icicle spikes, failing to dodge them all and letting three of them pierce into the freshly burned area in his chest, one of them piercing one of his hearts. 'This is why I have insurance."

"That dangerous enough for you Toothy," The Owl Lady said with a grin as she levitated in the air, before spinning her Palisman in a windmill motion and sending out waves of sonic energy; tearing the ground and uprooting what little undamaged flooring there was. "Cause I'll have you know Dangerous is my middle name, right next to Malick."

"RAGH!" Wrath just happened to get buried underneath the uprooted floor stones as they were thrown from the sonic waves, the room having basically been reduced to two and a half walls, two thirds of a ceiling, and three quarters of the floor.

Even burned, beaten, and bruised with a punctured heart Wrath refused to stand down, he would never stop with so little true damage, he had dealt with much worse in his life. Unwinding his arms into the various tentacles that he could still use without incredible pain shooting through him as several had been charred by this point, he grabbed the various chunks of stone and rubble and began launching them at the Owl Lady; who began dodging them in the air.

He could clearly hear the bootsteps now as his men neared, if he had the face muscles and skin needed to, he would have smiled. Unleashing several rapid bursts of smaller flames Wrath melted several stones into molten rock, the owl Lady swiping them with her staff and forming them into a concentrated ball that froze into solid ice just as quickly as it formed; the sphere then falling to the ground and dispersing into a thick misty fog that blanketed the air in cold misty frost.

Wrath lost sight of the Owl Lady for just a second, but that was all that she needed to close the distance between the safely and deliver an upward strike with her staff that was enhanced by magic. Wrath being sent several feet into the air and disoriented, before the tube creature returned and smacked him like that sporting instrument the Humans used in that game with the four bases, Wrath colliding with the control system for the Anti Magic barrier. With the control system crushed the barrier surrounding the contraband vault began dissipating slowly as it began crawling down from the top of the little bit of still intact roof.

"FREEZE OWL LADY!"

'Finally, they show up,' Wrath grumbled internally as he drew a spell circle into the air and a medium potion bottle filled with yellow liquid came out of it, proceeding to uncork and chug the entire thing in less than a second Wrath felt himself swell with energy and the pain subside. 'Certainly, need to work on that regimen if it took them fifteen minutes to get here.'

Swarms of Conformitorium Guards invaded the room as they spread out to surround the Owl Lady, five of them rushing to assist Wrath up as he was still regaining his bearings despite the energy boost.

She knew she could easily beat them all with ease with just a single spell, but she could feel the Owl Beast trying to claw its way out again just like earlier at the market. She'd have to keep an eye out and see if she could find the human and see if she could make it up to them, since she didn't see them on the way here through the rest of the Conformitorium.

She could look for them later though, Hunter was in danger right now and she'd be bound and sunk into the Sea before she let Emperor Bonehead get his gloved mitts on the kid again.

Charging just enough magic into Owlburt, she prepared to cast one of her most effective spells. "Well boys I do appreciate having an audience, but hate to say that shows over," Wrath's eyes widened as he saw the raw power building up in the tip of the Palisman staff, such power he had only briefly seen the emperor wield in passing. She was going to bring the whole complex down if she unleashed that power, even his men could see the threat it posed as they began charging towards her with weapons drawn. "Now FEAST YOUR EYES!"

"STOP HER NOW!" Wrath roared as he shook off the men who were helping him up and sprinted forward, pure fear and anger propelling him forward. He was not going to die here today, not like this.

The very air itself distorted and crackled with the power the Owl Lady was pooling into her staff, energy crackled and spun around her the longer it happened, her face straining just a bit as her lips and cheeks tightened. "STRONGEST OF THE WILD MAGICKS I BESSECH THEE!" She yelled as Wrath had leapt into the air in an effort to close the still thirty-foot gap between them, the force sending the many guards that were around him to the ground.

"NO! I WON'T LET YOU ESCAPE!" Wrath roared as he neared, with great effort and minimal pain he formed his blades as he prepared to strike, his aim setting true to slice clean through her neck. It was the only chance he had to stop her in time, he would only have one chance this he knew.

Over thirty guards were within ten feet of her now, with Wrath being less than five now, they could feel the pressure in the air as Wrath even felt his skin temperature rise. Many of the guards being unable to handle the pressure as they dropped to their knees when they got close, with one of them falling down completly.

"DISTRACTION SPELL!"

Wrath felt something impact his face, followed by something soft landing on his foot, in an instant the pressure and power vanishing into thin air as though it were never there in the first place. Looking down he saw... Hex Mix? Did the Owl Lady, the most dangerous wild Witch on the Boiling Isles, wanted for crimes with a list as long as he could stretch his arms, just throw a bag of childrens snack mix at him and call it a distraction spe-...

'Oh no.'

The boom that followed his pause threw everything and everyone away from the epicenter that was the Owl Lady, Wrath landing against the wall on a pile of his men that had also been blown back. He could hear her laughing as she had retrieved her quarry from the now downed Anti Magic shielded contraband vault, already flying off into the distance with the unconscious form of the traitor in her arms, and that biped demon shouting about his superiority at them.

"Titan, I did not sign up for this." Wrath moaned as he lay there on the ground in pain, already hearing how much either Lady Lilith or that Titan forsaken Gremlin was going to chew him out. He really just wanted to lay down right now since his muscles were on fire, quite literally in some cases since he could feel the flames, though as he was a fire immune species he wasn't concerned about that.

He just needed to lay down and take a breath, his two intact hearts beating rapidly as his third one was still in pain, even after the shard of ice had been ripped out. The groans and moans of his men as they picked themselves up reached him as he still lay down, he should probably make sure he got up now, no need for rumors that he was going soft or getting weak to start spreading around.

"Clyde, Steph!" he called to two of the guards who were the most put together as they were no longer dusting themselves off and were helping the others get up. The two guards snapping towards his direction and rushing over to him as he rose from the ground. "Take stock of the damage, Jen, Zack take a squad and head down to the spire and make sure the prisoners don't get adventurous," Wrath said as the two other addressed guards snapped to attention at him as he delivered instructions to them. "If they start to get testy, 'gently' remind them who's in charge."

They nodded at him as they went out and grabbed ten other guards as they left the room to head back to the spire, it wasn't a stretch to know that the prisoners had to have heard the commotion, and it would be his luck that today would be the day that they try to escape.

Cracking his neck with a loud pop he idly rubbed the area on his chest that was a noxious black and blue, right where his heart had been pierced. Healing Coven head owed him a favor, so he wasn't worried about long lasting damage to his body, and the burns and other damage would heal easily enough with his natural healing factor. He'd have to get another uniform from his office again, that made three destroyed uniforms in a single day, Titan be Boiled if he found another betting pool in the guards break room again.

If that wasn't bad enough, he still needed to make sure that the human was- THE HUMAN! He had forgotten about them with everything that had happened, Titan he needed to find them before they got themselves hurt, he doubted all of the staff had gotten the memo he sent out that the human wasn't to be touched.

"Clarence!" He yelled as a guard perked their head from across the room and began sprinting through all the rubble to get to him, dodging various other guards who were beginning to pick up the smaller pieces and loading them up into wheelbarrows that were summoned by the Guards who were Construction Coven members.

Snapping into a salute the guard, Clarance, addressed his superior. "Sir Guard Squad Member Clarance reporting, sir."

Wrath nodded in respect before he further addressed them. "You received the memo just before all of the chaos, yes?" At the nod of the guard's head Wrath continued. "Did you see them on the way in, I instructed them to wait in the outside hall."

His answer was immediate as the guard wasted no time. "We did not see any sign of the special transferee sir," Clarance explained, flinching at the last part as Wrath glared at him, the expression enhanced by his exposed face. "We saw no evidence of them sir. No body or blood."

Wrath let out a sigh that was more akin to growl as he dismissed Clarance with a wave of his hand, the guard scampering off to rejoin the group he was with before. 'So, the human ran away,' Wrath thought as he processed what had been relayed to him by Clarance, still that didn't mean they had RUN away. 'I'll have to see where they scurried off to.'

With all of the damage to the room and the surrounding area it wasn't farfetched to guess they had taken cover somewhere, and the guards were more focused on assisting him against the Owl Lady to be on the lookout for a human.

'UGH!' Wrath groaned internally again as he realized he lost not only the Owl Lady but the traitor as well, the Emperor would not be pleased. Hopefully the human would be enough to keep him in the good graces, when he found them that was.

Grabbing another chunk of rubble that had broken off from the ceiling and fallen down with ease, tossing it over to a group who was using conjured pickaxes to break the large chunks down into smaller pieces. Wrath scanned the room that had once been the pristine contraband hall, he'd have to get the barrier replaced since it was smashed now. That was going to be coming out of pocket he knew; it was experimental to begin with and the Potion Head already had a difficult time constructing it the first time.

Maybe a few kegs of his blood would pacify them, they had taken an interest in it at the last Covention when they ran into each other, he'd have to start draining himself as soon as he was healed though since the next Covention was under a month away and that was the best chance to run into them without a paperwork hassle.

Punching a piece of a fallen pillar that was about the size of himself that two guards were trying to move, the action splitting it down the middle and breaking it into four pieces, Wrath walked through the rest of the remains.

The room could be rebuilt easily enough thankfully, the Contruction Coven could have that done in under two days, it was making sure that no one else got any funny ideas while they repaired the vault room. Word was BAT was already skulking around the area and planning to break out the member they had in captivity, maybe he could ask the Illusionists for help, he did have an in with the Coven Head, despite his... eccentricities he was the best in the business.

Pulling a thorn free from behind his shoulder that had been lodged in there earlier, he looked over to where the tube beast had been not minutes before. It was gone now as it was a construct of the Owl Lady's magic, sadly he could not strangle it with his hands in revenge, but he could hold out for the next time he and the Owl lady crossed paths.

"SIR! YOU SHOULD SEE THIS!" A guard called out from the other side of the room, turning his head Wrath saw that the guard was waving him over to the exposed pile of Contraband and other confiscated goods.

It never ceased to amaze him just how much there was in the pile... okay small hill that was more like a mini mountain, but it still was astonishing that there was so much human realm contraband in there.

"Yes Smith, what is it that I need to see." He asked slightly annoyed as he had other things to worry about right now, such as finding where the human had... okay that was too easy.

The human was half buried underneath the various bits of junk and confiscated materials, well at least he didn't have to find her now.

She was injured, blood was leaking from her nose, her right arm, and both her legs, he also saw some leaking from her head and running down her face. Dirt and rubble were caked on her form that left nothing unstained with their presence, and her clothes were ripped and ruined though not to the extent of his own.

"What do you want us to do sir?" Smith asked as Wrath just continued to look down at the unconscious form of the human, she looked more... fragile than she did earlier when he interrogated them.

He knew what he had to do, he could file the paperwork from his house just as well as his office, he also lived closer to the Healing Coven Headquarters.

"I'll handle this Smith, inform the others I'm heading home."