Martin released his mental control over the Canadian skies and returned his mind to his chamber in Kilo Point.
Panting he wiped the blood out of his eyes and scanned the area. His following laid spread out on the carpet, all of them bleeding from nose, ears and eyes. He could feel the thick blood run over their skins, he could feel their heartbeat slow but alive, if barely. In the open door stood a man Martin would have noticed a long time ago if he hadn't been occupied. A human? He must be a guest by the grace of Magnus then, a plan of Magnus? There was no way Magnus would think of a plan that relied on humans, especially not curious ones. And if there was Martin would know about it. No this was a surprise to Magnus too, but he is allowed in that much is clear, none of the guards have been killed and he is in clear view of.. 2 of them.

"Howarye, my name is Cedric Faetouched I'm an-" 
"̢̀͡ Ambassador for a human organisation in Europe. "̸̶̴͠
Martin interrupted Cedric.
"Uhm.. Right.. I don't suppose ye were doing performance at just now. Now what in the world was that?"
"̢̀͡ A ritual of sorts. "̸̶̴͠
"I bet ye were lookin' for that heavenly weapon I overheard the guys talkin' bout right.?"
Martin said nothing for a while. He simply stood motionless, but the white eyes seemed to be looking in Cedrics direction. With milky eyes they stared.
"Because I-"
"̢̀͡ You speak the name as if familiar, what's in your head mortal? "̸̶̴͠
"... I figured that's why yer all here right?"
"̢̀͡ ... "̸̶̴͠
"C'mon ye don't know? I'm 'ere fer like a few hours and I figured it out!"
Martin reached an open hand out at Cedric, as if attempting to force choke the guy.
"Hey! Relax! Think about it. Kilo Point is a town in the mountain, what do ye think it's main export is?"
"̢̀͡ ... "̸̶̴͠
"It's a minin' town! One of the oldest one in america at that. An deep in those mines..."
"̢̀͡ Deep in the mines is the weapon you believe? "̸̶̴͠
"I believed you believed it. It's just a legend after all..."
"̢̀͡ Why don't you sit down. We have time for a story. "̸̶̴͠
Martin stepped outside past Cedric, who instinctively grasped for his axe.
"̢̀͡ You there! "̸̶̴͠ He pointed at a guard. "̢̀͡ Bring me one more virgin for me... and a glass of honey mead for our guest... whatever that is. "̸̶̴͠

They both sat down and waited for their refreshments.
Cedric tried to remember how the story went. Martin tried to recuperate from his psionic escapades.