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With a stone-cold expression, Desmond nodding upon hearing his lady's orders [color=crimson]"Alright, I'll report back soon."[/color] His voice maintaining the proper tone of respect. He placed his right hand over his blade as he ran towards the building and leaped, landing smoothly on the edge of the roof where he could get his footing. From there, he stepped carefully along the rooftop towards the several large windows in the center. For Alice he would utilize every last one of his unpleasant abilities if she asked. It did not mean it was any less easy on him.

The interior of the building was dark, containing various containers stacked on tall, steel shelving units and bits of machinery. As his eyes scanned from the left to the right, he spotted their prey. A firm grimace was expressed in his face at the monstrosity, the twisted form of what was once a devil. The hand on his sword tightened around the handle as a burning hatred warmed his body. Whether it had been another guard or a human from elsewhere, it had been feasting on a corpse that looked recent.

He gritted his teeth and composed himself before contacting Alice and the others [color=crimson]"I have eyes on the stray. It appear to be feasting on a corpse on the opposite side of the building where you are. It would appear the last traces of sanity have left it."[/color] Despite his tone being mostly neutral, he couldn't help the little bit of disgust that accompanied it. Death was the only fate for devils who stray from their masters and fall into madness.