Emelia stepped up to the interrogated individuals.

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Adam had done his job during the assault. Firing back on assassin and monster alike. 
Now with a few prisoners, he watched over the interrogation. Clenching his right hand into a fist, extending his pointer and little finger, he began drawing in light. Forming a small blade of solid darkness. 
Adam had always been a bit of a bully. He enjoyed being in a situation he could control. Probably because he was pushing the trauma he experienced as a child onto those now he deemed beneath him. “Now...” walked up to one of the more stoic looking assassins. He wanted to show they were serious. He grabbed the right hand of the assassin with his left hand and the shadow blade lashed out taking off three fingers. The blade made of darkness, dissipating as the assassin’s pinky, ring finger and middle finger fell to the ground.  “How much is she paying you?” 
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Emelia looked at Adam a little disappointed. "Okay that's enough." Waving her hand, the men's fingers regrew. "What? Prisoners? What exactly are you saying?" She asked. The man who was previously maimed answered. "Well basically we were all in prison. The Supreme as she called herself, Madam Muir enchanted us, told us about some kind of ritual magic she was going to use on the Hill Top, the only spell she said that could work. The Hill top was magically transported to this dimension and when we wiped everyone out, she would teleport in and collect everyone's blood, maybe steal everyone's souls and then leave."

"Obviously that isn't going to work now. So what are you going to do with us?"