As the messenger arrived to inform them of the disappearance of yet more of the artifacts of the tower, Zyphus started to grind his teeth a little as the anger started to boil. But he wasn't going to throw a fit and randomly break things like some spoiled brat or a petty thug; He was an Overlord after all. He was going to remain calm, make some inquiries, find out who exactly was reasonable for the situation they now found themselves in and [b]then[/b] he was going to start breaking things, but with [i]precision[/i]. He glanced towards his little brother Soulless before starting "We'll get your friends back soon enough little brother, don't worry. But first..." Turning his attention towards Gnarl, Zyphus's smile would have made the old minion and Aunt Fay proud if they could actually see it under the shadows of the hood that consumed his face; Thankfully it seemed to carry over into his voice through. It was the kind of tone of voice that belongs to a man in a dark alley that calls you 'Friend'. Such people are not friendly. "Gnarl, while we are gone I want to you gather every minion left in this tower and I want you to sweep the whole thing from top to bottom for any remaining invaders, how they got into our home and if possible how they left after they stole just about everything. I for one do not want to go through all the effort of getting our stuff back only to have it stolen out from under us again." "And do be thorough Gnarl. Because after witnessing the grossly incompetent mess that has been the security of our tower under your oversight I am not in a forgiving mood. If I learn that there are still trespassers and ways into our home after your search is complete then I'm afraid you're going to have to be demoted... to a talking head on a stick. I'm sure that Quaver would [i]love[/i] to have a straight minion to enhance his performances don't you agree?" With his own set of instructions given, Zyphus took a step into the dirty water that was going to be teleporting them soon. Such was life after all.