“Yes, bravo Free! Bravo! I never did like that annoying fool anyway.”

The voice came from below the group as the form of the adult Marianne appeared before them. As the younger one stumbled, losing consciousness almost immediately once again, her older incarnation seeped out of the floor as it the ground itself had swallowed her whole. Raising an eye, she strode past the newcomer to stand over Adrian’s corpse.

“A shame really. He would have been a nice addition to ultimately helping you lot. Oh well,” Marianne said freely as the same pale white arms sprung up from the demon’s pool of blood. Each of them latched onto the body before slowly dragging what was left of Adrian into the very floor itself. No funeral service would be given in the domain of the Collector.

“Oh? You must be Soren and Nikolai,” said Marianne as she turned her crimson-eyed gaze onto the two twins. “Yes, you two are quite a nuisance on your own. Do be kind dears and don’t annoy me too much. You can ask Faira dear over here why I am not someone to be threatened with.”

The grin she gave made even Scarlet shudder, the vampire not liking the feeling of dread this woman always to carry with her. And yet, there was something familiar of her that only drew her interest out more and more. Shaking her head to dismiss this idling thoughts, the vampire rallied up anyone that wanted to follow her before heading towards the kitchen area.