Location Havershel Estate [hr] [@Click This][@AzureKnight] “She’s having to fight her way through some lesser demons! ETA Is one Minute!” Viatrix responded over the coms. “The Clemantis is heading there full speed as well! A full complement of maids and Leoniya and I will be on sight in roughly ten!” The explosion charged in her pistols was weaker than likely intended, but the ensuing blaze was enough to cause Camio to take a swift leap backwards, and give Lucrecia a small bit of distance, the two of them now standing on either side of the room. One of Camio’s wings flicked off some embers, and it seemed for the most part now, his visage had stopped changing. He was easily standing at least eight feet tall now on a comparatively lanky body. His shoes had been ripped to shreds, avian talons replacing his legs, while similar claws now served as his hands. His body and torso were still very much human, though his hair had been replaced with a long mane of steel feathers similar to the ones that made up his wings and a now apparent tail. “WEAK.” A deep, chirping laugh. “Is that the best you can do maid! You’re not making this any fun! You’re metal weapons are useless! And your magic is that of a childs, my SON could do better!” He charged towards Lucrecia again, closing the distance swiftly but instead of using the blade, one of his wings made a sharp cutting motion towards her, slicing through every piece of furniture cleanly in its way and aiming for her neck. “You there, stand back!” Something, though, would catch Polina’s attention. It was the two members of the church from earlier. Cassandre and Madeline. Cassandre, of which, was carrying an unconscious boy in her arms. “We have a rough understanding of the situation, Madeline-” Madeline didn’t wait for permission, already charging towards Camio with her halberd, the blessed aiming for the demons wing. “Merde…I do wish she’d listen sometimes…ah...you are Lady Fiore's guest. Please, get to safety this is no place for you.” [hr] [@VitaVitaAR][@Pyromania99] “Eh? Lizzy you can’t just-weh!” Lyssa barely managed to take a few steps back out of the explosion range, ending up falling and holding onto Eliz’s leg as the time-distortion warped the area in front of them…and then the floor just fell. Fell into rubble and pieces as the intersection of time collapsed in the present, sending it to the floor. Some of Katherine’s dolls ended up peeking over the edge of the sinkhole...and one promptly shoved the other in, earning it to flip the other one off as it fell to the ground, hitting the ground with a little 'squee' noise. Below, the floor had collapsed, filling the hallway below with rubble. It seemed the floor below led to a stairway. “Jeez, Liz.” Lyssa said, still holding onto Eliz’ leg…one of her hands definitely holding onto the demons butt. “I’m jealous. If I did something like that I’d get in suuuper trouble, eheheh~” Before Liz could really respond to where Lyssa’s hand definitely was groping, there was the sound of something crashing through the roof, slamming into the rubble below and causing the floor to further collapse. Lyssa’s eyes lit up instantly. “Wah! My gauntlets!” Lyssa shouted, bounding down the hole and grabbing them. “Well…I can’t say these are strictly better than crepes…she could have sent some too…” The maid grumbled, suiting up and locking the implements of fisticuffs around her arms. “Buuuut I do love beating the absolute shit out of things, so…eheheh. It’ll do~! Come on move your cute soft butt Liz we gotta go!” Without letting the demon have a rebuttal, Lyssa sped happily down the hallway And soon the group would find themselves standing in what was an ostentatious art gallery. A number of displays had been knocked over, along with…the possessed lady of the house standing in front of a small display, off to the side. Upon noticing them, she swiftly turned. A blade in her hand swiftly moved to her neck. “Ah-ah. Another step forward and I kill this woman.” The demon sneered. An idol that seemed similar to the fodder demons they had fought were in her hand. “How about instead…we talk for a bit.”