"Oh no, you are staying right here with me, my handsome little shapeshifter. I think the Duke of Hell can manage our visitors on his own without you." Effy said, though it sounded more like an order. She carried Gin into another room, setting him down on the floor only after she had locked the door behind them. Other cats eyed them suspiciously, curious as to why they were there. All the eyes on her made Effy uncomfortable, sending shivers down her spine. Before long, she was covered in goosebumps. 

Ra's stood on the road in front of the church, watching it intently. It was a cute church, but not a very fitting place for a powerful demon like Flauros. "Ah, I see your guardians have alerted you of my presences. Though I must admit that I'm slightly surprised that the shapeshifter isn't with you. Is he taking good care of Effy for me? I hope so, I would hate to have my newest collectable damage before she even arrived." The Necromancer paused long enough to light a cigarette and take a long drag. "I'm sorry, where are my manners? How have you been, old friend. It's been a very long times. 1,287 years, if I'm correct."

An assortment of cats began lining up behind Flauros, some of them morphing into humans or lesser demons. All of them, though, were prepared to fight.