[hr][hr][center][img]https://s9.postimg.org/dgtslwwfj/cove_ch3.png[/img][hr][img]https://s8.postimg.org/fimv2gk0l/hel.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@Witch Cat][@Pundii][@FantasyChic][@BlueSky44][hr][h3][color=#9999ff][b]Coventry, Massachusetts: December 28th, 2016 - 8:13 P.M. Local Time[/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][center][color=red]~remember, some of you were sent information as to what you know about the Mullo and Hel via PM a while back...~[/color][/center][i]Coventry Circus Grounds...[/i]

	No outside aid has come for those in Coventry. It had been five minutes since James' phone started to work at least. Hadn't Edwina indicated that she was almost there? And wasn't Jade just outside of Coventry? What was keeping them from coming to the rescue? Of course, it was likely to be a suicide mission if anything. For just as the tide seemed to have turned against the Mullo, misfortune reared its ugly head...

	Cecily let out a yelp as the Mullo charged her, flinging her hands out in front of her defensively. Amazingly, the ground beneath the Mullo liquified almost instantaneously, causing the Mullo to fall into the liquid mess. Unfortunately, this perfectly positioned the Mullo to swipe at the belly of Olivia in her charge. With extraordinary force, the Mullo punched upwards, breaking several bones in the wolf's body. There is likely to be massive internal bleeding as well, with Olivia falling to the ground. 

	The Mullo then swiftly turned and grabbed Millicent, throwing the woman at the wolf. While Millicent isn't nearly as injured as Olivia, with mostly deep bruises forming, the werewolf is in critical condition. James' bullets missed the Mullo entirely in the fray, with one of them grazing Folly's leg. Fairfax, in his infinite protectiveness, quickly pulled his distant granddaughter out of the way, before staring at the door the Mullo had came from. The portal was still open. 

	"Get it to charge!" Fairfax shouted. "If we can lure it to the door, we can send it back to where it came from!" He looked at Eudora, given that the witch was attempting to stab the Mullo. Her luck was better than most and she hit her mark, with the Mullo recoiling before turning to face Eudora, head on. Katsumi's knife hit the mark as well, further wounding the creature. The Mullo was wounded, but would Eudora be able to use the hawthorn against it? It was a gamble, to say the very least. 

	Meanwhile, Aloise was beginning to regain her voice. [color=00ffcc]"Don't know - where. Cage was empty..."[/color] Time in hell drags on. It's approximately 120 times faster than here on Earth. For Aloise to be dead for a few minutes on Earth, she had already spent hours in hell. But of course, that was rather strange...Why did Aloise keep going to hell when she died?  

	In the side tent, Seraphina will notice that all of the costumes appear to be in stations. Each station has a name card for the individual(s) who get ready there, as well as their belongings. Unfortunately, none of the stations read Fiodora's name. Her death was recent, but it seems likely that they had already collected her things and moved them to another area. Perhaps there's a storage tent somewhere? 

[i]Outside of Coventry...[/i]

	Unfortunately, there's no cell reception for Carolina. Her phone, as well as anyone else's in Coventry and the surrounding area, refuses to work. How did James' phone work, then? It may just be a mystery for a little while longer. By the time Carolina reaches the main road, she's about a seven minute walk from Coventry and seventeen minutes from Cirque Anomaly. There's no quirky brunette on the side of the road to keep her company, but at least there don't seem to be any O.M.E.N. agents either. 

	[color=C3D1C0]"You look lost, child."[/color]

	A good ten feet in front of Carolina is perhaps the most horrific being she had ever seen. The being removed her helmet, made of thorns, revealing a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/de/bf/89/debf89343c13db937a7db17743aa3baf.jpg]marred visage.[/url] One side of her appears to be beautiful, alive, healthy. The other side is the exact opposite. It is the face of a rotting corpse. Strangely enough, the being smiles - though not at Carolina. No, instead it is something behind her. A gigantic beast, the size of a bear, darts forward to join the woman. 

	[color=C3D1C0]"You should be rejoicing,"[/color] the woman commented. [color=C3D1C0]"I, the champion of the Council of the Aesir, have returned. You will not suffer much longer, child, as the world will be reborn once it rises from the ashes."[/color] The being then placed her helmet of thorns on her head once more, before drawing a sword. On the sword, the words Nótt sverð are engraved. 

	[color=C3D1C0]"For I am Hel,"[/color] the being finished, before expertly flinging the sword at Carolina as if it was a knife. The hilt of the sword struck Carolina's head, before the sword itself miraculously returned to Hel's hand. The goddess watched as Carolina fell to the ground, her skull cracked, but the girl was still alive. Raising a bit of an eyebrow, Hel gave an affectionate pet to the wolf. 

	[color=C3D1C0]"Azrael gave my cloak to her favorite child,"[/color] Hel mused. With her cloak, her powers increased exponentially. She would be unstoppable. [color=C3D1C0]"It is time I reclaim it."[/color]