Zero looked up when he heard Dutch's comment. 'Seriously? You're going on about that? You think I like not being able to do anything for you? You think I enjoy spending every minute of my time reading through old spellbooks to find some way to turn you back?' he exclaimed, turning around to look at him.
'Yes, I was turned back to normal. I was given an option to get us both out of there or both be stuck there and I picked getting us out. Would you've done it any better?' he stated harshly.

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'But I want to help, daddy!' Hebi exclaimed upon hearing her father's reply. He seemed troubled lately, whenever she had the chance to see him. He was busy with work and never really had time for her. She didn't mind it so much, understanding he had to take care of this place so they could live here, but it got so boring over time. She wanted to do something, help him if possible. There had to be something she could do to, even if it was business.

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Zhalia had been stuck in a dreamless sleep after the one posing as Anthony knocked her out with sleeping-gas. She had cursed herself numerous times for ending up in this predicament, had tried to wake up and make her way back from where ever the man brought her. It was all useless, she was stuck in the endless darkness of her sleep until the man decided he wished for her to wake up or the sleeeping-gas was purified in her body. Luckily, or unlucky, for her that moment came fairly quick.

Her eyes fluttered as she awoke from her forced sleep and she looked straight into the face of the man that took her, her mind foggy.
Who was he? Did the manager send her? She glanced around and immediately was wary of the place. This wasn't the hotel. There was no place in the hotel that looked like this, not even the dungeons. Her piercing blue eyes turned to him. 'W-where did you take me...?' she mumbled, her voice still a bit groggy.