Chas wondered what the hell just happened. One moment Kay was in front of them, or was it Fee? He wasn't sure at this point then the next she was gone. John was far across the ground and Serena was enraged by the whole thing. It took him a couple of moments to snap out of his shock before running over to the ttwo of them to break them apart after Serena was wanting best the living crap out of John. "hey hey! Stop!! Fighting each other each other won't bring her back! Don't you get it, this mage probably wants us fighting each other over this. He had to have known what choices we were making or at the very least decided to use such actions against us. He saw how incredibly protective you both are of Kay and used it against you."he explained, half scolding them both and half trying to calm the two of them down.
Fee quickly withdrew into the back of Kay's consciousness when she realised they were caught and the whole thing had to have been a trap. With Kay coming to the foreground, she looked around and began to panic. It was dark and smelled of damp everywhere, bars all around her. "shit!" she cursed under her breath, she was in a damn cage like an animal. She stepped forward and went to grab the bars but instantly got burned making her stumble backward. "that cage is made of iron, so I wouldn't try touching it if I was you.. Not unless you wanna die and not come back. But I'd rather you didn't commit suicide as there's plenty of buyers out there for you" the old mage's voice echoed out from the dark, appearing in front of her. "you said you'd unhex John!" she snapped, "why the fuck are you thinking of John Kay?" she thought to herself. "ah that's right I did" the mage replied, pulling out a hex bag from his pocket and a lighter from the other and burning it to break the hex. "there, as promised. The hex on John Constantine is gone" he commented.
Fee quickly withdrew into the back of Kay's consciousness when she realised they were caught and the whole thing had to have been a trap. With Kay coming to the foreground, she looked around and began to panic. It was dark and smelled of damp everywhere, bars all around her. "shit!" she cursed under her breath, she was in a damn cage like an animal. She stepped forward and went to grab the bars but instantly got burned making her stumble backward. "that cage is made of iron, so I wouldn't try touching it if I was you.. Not unless you wanna die and not come back. But I'd rather you didn't commit suicide as there's plenty of buyers out there for you" the old mage's voice echoed out from the dark, appearing in front of her. "you said you'd unhex John!" she snapped, "why the fuck are you thinking of John Kay?" she thought to herself. "ah that's right I did" the mage replied, pulling out a hex bag from his pocket and a lighter from the other and burning it to break the hex. "there, as promised. The hex on John Constantine is gone" he commented.