@NashieThere is someone else from behind the scenes?
Yoshimi said, You mentioned another traitor didn't you that isn't Gotthard? Someone else?
Crossing her arms, she shook her head, she scrolled through the papers, before catching one. A small map, with a little island circled just south of the island masses in South Kokotha. I think I know where we've going next...@Ember StormIf you want to go on to the Old Path, that's fine. But I think I have another location in mind.
She said, holding up the map. But in any case... What about her?
Yoshimi said, clenching her fist, a slight growl in her voice. Come on, you're coming with-
As Yoshimi got ready to hit Galette across the face to take her with them, a large rift appeared in the room. A white slice in the fabric of space, leading to Yim. From it a large beetle-like creature burst out, its face resembling a rather human looking porcelain mask. There, riding on its back, was a short man, holding a large lance. Astrid was right. They were coming and fast. Galette was been defeated? No matter... Don't run. This will be oversoon
The man said, his voice very high pitched, his mount turning to face the groupShit! Scratch that! Hold on to the plans tight and let's get out of here!
Yoshimi shouted, already running. They couldn't stand and fight. There would be more to come and she didn't want to fight both a Elite and an Amalgamate.
Children's Beastmaster: Master Ku
Gustrag's room was just what one would expect; a large regal room befitting someone of high class and wealth. Journals, documents, and what looked to be business contracts were all present. Seems that Gustrag was the type of person to keep things documented.
Gregor held his pistol out, a white glow coming from it. Already, he was working on opening a rift to a dimension in Yim, the ultimate escape route. He had never done it under stress or in a rush. Before he had all the time in the world to do it and even then it was rather tough. Don't rush me, I know!@hefewyDon't cost us our lives or worse, knight...
Gregor thought to himself, a bit annoyed. A-almost got it! There we go!
Gregor said excited, his pistol sputtered and flickered... Then nothing. Gregor stared at the space directly in front of him, no emotion at all, then quickly turned to anger as he smacked at his pistol ...Or not. Come on, dammit!
They were running out of time...
Meanwhile in the courtyard of the villa, guests were gathered and restrained, the Children's Elite had gathered, only 5 of them were present, not counting their beastmaster down below. Among the Elite that had gathered was a tall man wielding a large mace, his body covered in what appeared to be plant life, and what looked like a wooden mask covering the top half of his face. Defusing of the situation is underway. I will go for Gustrag's room, the rest of you spread out and search for any more party members. The party crashers are to be killed on sight. Other partygoers are to be taken in for questioning... If any non-Children members possess classified knowledge, they are to be executed. Understood?
Nodding, the other Elite's agreed and began to head out, their commander following soon after, but not before being interrupted by large man, standing before him.Sallix!
the man shouted, blocking his path, revealing himself to be the own of the manor: Gustrag. How dare you came before me... They have ruined my event and broke into the sanctity of my quarters. Now you rush in, like a flock of vultures upon a corpse?! I demand you to fix this situation without the use of your goons. You'll only make things worse!I refuse, Gustrag.
Sallix noted, slamming his mace to the ground. Suddenly, Gustrag began to feel an unseen force pressing down upon him, steadily getting heavier. You allowed this to happen. You wrote our names down in your little book. Your mistakes have costed us... And for that, the Queen has ordered your execution.
The weight pressing down upon Gustrag began to get heavier and heavier. Before long, Sallix's power had crushed the man, like some sort of invisible press, leaving nothing but a bloody, messy indent in the ground. In any case... Onto important matters.
Sallix said, making his rush for the Quarters where the heroes worked on their escape.
Children's Quartermaster: Sallix