"The key will open the way to her most prized possession. It has ruined her, corrupted her. She means to rule this realm beneath her heal and once she has gained control of the demons from hell ... she will use them here to do her bidding, and destroy anyone in her way. Now Go! Before this house swallows you all!"

The girl squeaked, looking every which way as she spoke. Then ran ... away from Ajax, away from the hallway, disappearing into the house. Whether or not her answers were enough for him, they were all that she was getting for fear kept her from saying any more. Such a fear was written all over her face, her dilated pupils, the beads of sweat that trickled down her pasty pale forehead, trailing over a taunt jaw as the rest of her flesh drained of its color. 

Suddenly a chill ran through the house, the wood moaned as if an old man rising from a settled position. It would take a miracle if they could get out of this one alive. 

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Isabeau sneaked in, right through the front door. Whether or not the protective wards were still up and active, she wasn't sure. But from the feeling she got, it didn't matter. She felt the vibrations of power, magic flood the house, and then there was that tingling sensation again. The talisman. Sticking to the shadows, she hurried up the stairs. No innocent blood would be spilled this night, not if she could help it. 

As she came upon them, the energy in the room was enough to tear her insides out and suddenly she wanted to vomit. She had become so sensitive over the years, especially the more she slipped into the shadow realm. And between the protection spells, and the magic being thrown back and forth between the opposing sides, and whatever Genevieve had dished out earlier, had it not been for the talisman, she just might have slipped into oblivion. 

If she intervened, especially now, she knew it would only cause more strife, more doubt of her motives and reasons. Of course Regina stood at the front of the line, ready to fight or die. She often wondered if the girl just thought herself invulnerable to the cold grasp of the reaper, or if she was just so blind of her reckless actions that the thought of them getting her and others killed never even crossed her mind. And for a moment, it pained her to see the hin. She could never ask for forgiveness, and would never expect it either, but had just hoped that in time, she might understand, at the very least understand why she had to betray Genevieve. 

The others had one by one filed up behind Regina, each taking in the threat that was the Magi. If it actually came to a fight, she would have to step in ... if it came to a fight, it would surely end very badly. 

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