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Entering the shady building silently, Wayne prowled forward on soft feet, keeping his eyes peeled for any hint that something was amiss. The desolate hallway stretched on for what seemed to be a larger distance than the building itself could contain, with periodically placed alcoves every twenty feet on each side.

Motioning for her to follow, Wayne strode down the hall, casting his gaze into each alcove as he passed it. Inside was a small, 5 by 10 room that stretched into the shadows. Out of reverence to the dead, he was sure not to directly make eye contact with the coffin indented into the far wall of each alcove, containing the body of a fallen combatant. The dead were not to be trifled with, and these particular deceased were not entities Wayne had any desire of tangling with.

Once they were almost halfway down the hallway, Wayne turned into the alcove on the left and walked towards the back, this time fearlessly gazing upon the coffin. Wayne took off his right glove and placed his hand on the insignia at chest level on the engraved wooden box. He hissed as a small metal spike shot out of the coffin and withdrew a single drop of blood from his skin. The coffin's ornate metal decoration made a slight [i]click[/i] as it detected the presence of Wesen blood.

Satisfied, the Wesen pushed his right hand into the insignia, watching as the ornate decoration sunk deeper into the coffin, triggering a mechanism that swung open the lid of the coffin to reveal a stairway down into the underground.

Turning to look at Alexis over his shoulder, Wayne nodded at her. [color=teal]"Put on your hood. We don't like foreigners down Under, and these people aren't the friendliest crowd."[/color]

With that, the Wesen stepped into the coffin and descended the stairway, pulling his glove onto his hand as he did. It was only a matter of time before they reached Johann, and then Wayne would know exactly who hurt Sophie.

As the pair descended the stairs, the Wesen took it on himself to explain the inner workings of the city to the hunter behind him. [color=teal]"The Wesen world isn't exactly civilized in most areas, however, in Vidalia, we pride ourselves on a more... [i]cunning[/i] approach to society. Only Wesen can open an entrance to the Underground, and the same goes for leaving. Pay the price, and the doors open. If you're a human, you just get a prick. If you're a Grimm..."[/color]

Wayne trailed off as he reached the bottom step, turning back to face his companion. [color=teal]"Remember, this is a Wesen city. Keep your head down, and let me do the talking. No one should have a bone to pick with you, but if they find you out, its over for both of us."[/color]

Without another word, Wayne turned and stepped out of the stairway onto a rocky shelf that overlooked a massive cavern. On the cavern floor, roads, buildings, and structures dominated the area, painting the image of a very real city; it was almost as if there wasn't half a mile of stone above them. Flames contained in glass orbs littered the area, placed on metal stands, attached the sconces on the outside of buildings, hanging from the ceiling by chains. The light level was almost identical to daylight, except it came from everywhere. The city was even separated into districts, spreading out for over a mile. The cavern wasn't circular, but rather shaped like a cylinder, stretching off to the right and to the left.

The entire city was a magnificent sight, having been excavated, formed, and built by master craftsmen of the Wesen species. The variants in hue of the rock truly brought the city to life, from shining marble to ominous obsidian.

Wayne turned off to the left and made his way down the rocky path that protruded from the wall, leading the pair into the city. On the left side of them, a fall of a few hundred feet threatened to quickly end their lives, however, it was quite easy to avoid.