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[color=BCB792]The Abandoned Magic Item Factory[/color]
[@MarsAdept][@Lmpkio][@Valor] 
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Lorn came to after his search of the factory via looking through the eyes of the dragonfly. He brought his hands to his temples and moaned a bit, a surge coursing through his head. His mind was in that dragonfly for too long it seemed, causing an uncomfortable pulsing like he was recovering from a headache. He shook his head and turned to Dreadlin, [color=BCB792]"It's a black market in there. And the exceed....it's located at the far end of the factory in a room. I felt it's presence from within, and it wasn't alone..."[/color]

Just then, a loud pop went off, like something had just been bulldozered, sounds of hard material and concrete suddenly cascading to the ground. The jarring subsided as he suddenly felt a presence of immense anger and determination, and the accompanying voice of a certain woman of solidified his initial thoughts, [color=BCB792]"Glory..."[/color] he murmured to Dreadlin. The assault had begun, though certainly not in the subtle manner that he had originally envisioned. In any case, Lorn adapted and would utilize the current distraction she caused to move forward with his plan. Glory and Victoria were certainly woman capable of commanding attention, he felt it. 

And the guards outside had obviously heard the sudden commotion too, as some of them rushed back inside the factory while the others rushed around the other side of the building to see what had caused the loud boom. Patrons were running out too, notably frightened by what was beginning to unfold. Lorn sighed a bit, relieved to see things moving in his favor. 

[color=BCB792]"Dreadlin, it's time. While they're preoccupied, I'm going to go procure our feline friend. Not sure your figure lends itself to subtly."[/color] he teased the man, though he what he spoke of was true. If he were to snoop around, Dreadlin would probably stand out like a sore thumb. In any case, Dreadlin could aid the girls in their assault, the number of Bat Wing members present was plentiful. He gave Dreadlin a pat on his shoulder and then got up and pushed his way through the crowd that were evacuating the premise. 

Once inside, he crouched behind a vendor stall, trying to blend in with the patrons too scared to get up and evacuate like some of the others had. He peaked up from behind one of the stalls and briefly met eyes with Glory, giving her a fortified nod, hoping she'd catch on to his plan to be sneaky since his Heart Magic was ineffective on her. In any case, the fighting was definitely underway, fireballs whizzing past him towards Victoria, who aptly shielded herself from the attack. He glanced at her as she fought the wand-wielding Bat Wing mage and then took off down the hall, quickly tucking himself into a dark crevice to hide from the Bat Wing mages that were running past to confront Glory and Victoria. 

He would wait until they all passed, and then continue towards the large reinforced metal doors in silent and carefully subtle strides.