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Aiden:
Serana

'Spare me your concerns, You. You have fulfilled your purpose, and I shall address the fallout of your successes myself.

Unseen by the ones who had bedeviled her dramatic servant, another more mercenary and yet also more stable member of her assembly of atrocities would be ready to address this one's retreat soon enough. "I had considered watching you for longer, and yet I felt strangely drawn to this moment. I must insist that you release this one."

Eruraviel's sharp ears picked up on a bird alighting upon a nearby ledge, its eyes as golden as the light that now began to flicker out from Zeke's own to return his cognizance back to him. "Would you kindly, then?"

Effortlessly, the same voice from before poured forth from the feathery abomination against nature.

SINIB:
Eruraviel

The elf's ears twitched to the source of the sound, listening to the subtle whispers of the plants and trees nearby. She waved her hand in the air, shooing Zeke away, releasing the enchantment, and giving Ezekiel back his wits. "Sure. I was done with him for now anyway." She replied, turning to stare at the bird. "He can sit there, and be a good boy like the dog that he is." Her head gently throbbed as she slowly processed the glut of information that she'd extracted from him, turning to face William again, winking at the cloaked figure and offering him her hand before blinking. "Mysterious sort, he is." She muttered, turning back to the raven.

Bern:
Man of Mysteries

"About time Princess, the prattle of the marionette master grows ever more wearisome by the moment. But do you aim to open a rift in space-time? That is truly dangerous venture for the uninitiated." His voice was as steady as ever, like aged wood yet there was a youthful quality to it, as if the sound that left his was nothing but showmanship. Could that truly be it? Why would you even think he had lips when the hood seemingly contained an endless void, yet his face was undeniably humanoid easy to see, yet impossible to get any detail from. A fleeting moment forever crystallized on the far shores.

Kotomine_Rin:
Zeke

The void-bound vessel flinched and threw its head back, while his eyes suddenly gleamed and widened with clarity. He just stood there, frozen in shock and disbelief, only to quake. For just a moment, his dark aura flared with a fanged snarl, and the black beast roared.

"Kuhahahahah! You... Yoooou.... NAUGHT SHALL REMAIN, I SHALL CHOKE YOU WITH YOUR ORGANS AND DISPLAY YOUR BURNT REMANTS TO YOUR DESCENDANTS, KNIFE-EAR MEA-!!"

His scream of rage and indignation sent streams of violent heat slamming down on whatever was left of the scalded hilltop. They just ran past the crow and the elf, without so much as hitting either. This incandescence was only second to the outrage, the unfairness, the nerve that mage had. It was... it was...

Bern:
Angery Mystery Man

Knife ears.....

"That's disgustingly racist."

What happened next was to hard to fathom for the disturbingly racist wannabe lich. One thing was certain though. He just parted the clouds.

That was the only certainty, that and the faint recollection of his face being sucked into a massive fist wreathed in both shadows and light.

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