As the group discussed their next move, a cry of alarm came from outside the warehouse. Julian looked up immediately, conceen writ on his face. "We can decide on the way," he said. "For now, I'll take the Mark." In a single motion, he slipped the Magician's Mark from the items Noir held and placed in on his arm. "Let's go!"

Julian led the way outside, but stopped short when he opened the door. The sounds of battle were silenced, and the flames of war that had burned previously were frozen into crystalline shards of amber. The only sign of life in the area was a small white creature crawling on the ground. "Ohhh kupooo," she muttered quietly before glancing up at the group. "Hey! Hey, you guys! What happened? And uh... help, pleeease?"