"You can pretend," said Raiya, she smirked slyly before continuing, "that this is all a part of an elaborate plot to get back at Felix. Felix spent years thinking about why it was that you let the arcanocracy take you into Mamertine. Seeing your powers up close, you and I both know that you could have left that prison whenever you wanted to. I have a theory. You don't hate Felix. Felix was the one person who matched you in strength and cunning in your long career as a killer. He put a stop to you through sheer mage ingenuity. He's the Batman to your Joker. You could no more kill each other than the night and day could kill each other. Oh, I'm sure you'll both end up fighting each other again soon. But, tell me, if you had him in checkmate, gun to Felix's head, could you pull the trigger?"
Raiya looked downwards a bit forlorn, "I understand perfectly what it's like to be treated differently. Even treated like a monster. I wasn't just excommunicated from the arcanocracy for defying the orders of the upper ranks. I was already on thin ice for researching what was seen as dark arts or satanic magic. I was looking into snakes, trying to gain some insight into why God cursed a animal to slither through the dust. What power could a snake have held in order to defy a god? That's what I was interested in. That was not enough on its own to have me excommunicated, because I had a brother in the arch-magi, supporting me. But, as soon as Felix rejected me, the arcanocracy quickly put together a case to have me excommunicated. My charges included heresy of the highest order. They would have executed me on the spot had Felix not stepped in at the last moment. My punishment was exile from the church, never to partake of Holy Communion again. For Catholics, that's a sentence to hell itself. Many people that I used to rely on saw me as a monster, a demon. So I dedicated myself to figure out how to slay the gods they relied so heavily upon. I figured out quickly that to slay a god, you need to become a god. That's how I wound up in the Yakuza. Some of the most ancient god slaying magic had been passed down from ancient times within the beast tattoos that the ranking officers of the Yakuza have. I learned this, and willingly got captured and subjected myself to Yakuza torture to gain their trust. After being initiated, rising up in the ranks wasn't hard at all. I quickly discovered that being seen as a monster wasn't so bad after all."
Felix grabbed the inscribed runic paper, and the mana crystal battery, and then opened up his crux-glyph portal, the other side of the portal opened up just outside of the manor's barrier out in the redwood forest. "Well, let's go then."