"Shield wall!" came a shouted command, the guards with halberds just making way in time for the shieldmen to take the brunt of Philomel's attack. Gunshots peppered the ground where he'd stood a moment ago and five guards followed Randy inside the manor. One lean man pushed his way to the inner circle where Philomel fought. He held two swords like the master swordsman and looked proficient with his weaponry. He used an almost dancer-like style as he spun and flipped his way towards his opponents. He slashed with one sword with a spin, following this blade with his second, aiming towards Philomel's midriff. 

They'd seen the power of his gloves, which must have been used to break down the riveted doors. Magic would have had no effect. Two guards put hands on Randy's shoulders, gripping painfully into the man, before throwing him against the wall to the left of the doors. The third and fourth pulled away their comrade as men flooded the second level, a staircase with low steps and decorated with a red carpet. They placed their rifles' barrels against the wooden handrails that ringed the upper level. Once again, red laser sights painted Randy as he assaulted one of the guards. "FIRE!" A cacophony of gunshots rang throughout the house.

[b]"Already inside?! Damn these intruders!"[/b] Nassus cursed. Perhaps he should've hired the hulking bounty hunter for protection, it seemed his guards weren't sufficient. Crossing over to an armoire, he retrieved a lethal looking copper revolver and a scepter, topped by a copper gear cog inset with an amber gem. It glowed with a magical light. [b]"Try to take my prize away, you scum!"[/b] Nassus faced the door, ready for whoever came.

[@JG]

The Gear followed JG wherever she went, programmed to follow her until it received its back to home command.

Titan had just came abreast of the manor when Randy bull-rushed his way in. "Those overzealous son of..." Titan cursed, letting himself trail off. He sneaked into the grounds, allowing the guards to keep their attention on the main event as he traveled the wall's perimeter and came abreast of a patio door. He kicked this in with one of his booted feet and strolled inside. "Now, where to put you, Silas.." Titan spoke to the corpse, knowing it wouldn't answer. Talking helped with his thought process however. He eventually found an empty study, presumably Nassus's. He dumped the heavy corpse onto the man's rug and clapped his hands together to rid himself of dirt. This was an annoying affair, truly. The little man Randy had seemed to forgotten that Titan had meant his friends no harm. He hadn't even been involved in the death of Silas and had given them ample opportunity to find their friend. It wasn't his problem that the idiot couldn't be bothered to look a gift horse in the mouth.