[@Nashie][@Ember Storm][@Blizzardofoz123]
Years of Gustrag's work destroyed all in one motion, hopefully handicapping the Children's progress for now, the group now moved on to the next area, the holding cells. 

[color=fff200]"I'm not too much a fan of killing either, Johnny, but I won't hesitate against these monsters. If this artificial amalgamate can speak, we'll hopefully have another ally."[/color]

The holding cells were a large room, several empty cages and shipping containers throughout the room. Cold and empty, seemingly devoid of life. [color=fff200]"...No one's here?"[/color] Yoshimi said, looking around the room. Looking for the amalgamate in question. [color=fff200]"But I can feel it. Residual magic all over.[/color] She looked to the others, [color=fff200]You can sense it too, can't you?"[/color] None of the cages seemed to have anything in them.

But, before her question could be finished, a voice spoke up, standing on the balcony of the room, overlooking the group. Wearing a cloak and mask, a plain white one resembling a person's face. From their voice, they were female, speaking in a rather calm and collected voice [color=00746b]"Trespassers, should learn to stay out of things that don't concern them... Especially things they do not understand."[/color]

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[@hefewy][@Ember Storm]
[color=f7941d]Glad I got the two of ya[/color] Gregor said, moving forward, motioning to Mercury to follow. Duff being their eye up above and Daud as their shield. Gregor kept his eyes open for the next area, before pointing Daud in a new direction. [color=f7941d]This way![/color] He said, motioning to the next area. The VIP area, now accessed through brute force.

From what could be seen, the entrance room to the VIP hall was a dinning room of sorts. Food was sorted out, as well as a few material objects. Some sort of meeting was had here, but since the attack, the meeting had been cancelled. There was signs of the members fleeing, to else where in the manor. One member of it remained though, sitting at the end of the table, chewing on a piece of meeting. Tall, white hair, wearing a suit. 

But Daud would recognize him as the one he met in the old town. The immortal Xenan.