"Well, lets make sure that there isn't anything hiding under your sleeves than," With a swift jerk of his own wrists, Abel had cut off Sherman's right hand, " Now than, you are under arrest, and will be needing medical attention." He sheathed his rapier and beckoned Knave to return. His attention was now fully on Skye, "Well then Miss, we are due for a long chat." He was still talking as if it was all business, and acted rather nonchalantly, like the events that just happened were of no big deal. He then saw one of his subordinates, and signalled to him to take Sherman away.

"So do you wish to speak out here in the open, or on the ride back, or in my private office?" Abel again addressing Skye, He was pleased with the results of the mission thus far, but not too thrilled with the lack of intell on his supposed allie.