Glayp'neir (Arc 1)

"I need to try focusing on the task at hand... maybe the answers will come to me in time...wait second, I think I got it"

"Blake, you said that this vampiric necromancer fused itself with the Dahaka ceature that is powered by this sphere. I Think I have a plan, if not at least another experiment, but we'll need the doctor for this"

"It was actually really simple." She says, leading the way back to the dining hall, having Jian follow her.
"See, we figured out that the others that weren't like us would listen to any and all command. It seems to be some sort of twisted feature of theirs. We simply asked them to perform some rather ridiculous tasks that will keep them busy for quite a while. There was a lot of them... and it was pretty scary dealing with them..."

Ayame and Jian arrive at the dining hall, making their way to the left where the two doors are. They enter through the right door. "Here's the kitchen." She says as she leads Jian through the door. The first sight is rather impressive. The kitchen is massive in size, with many stoves, sinks, panties, shelves and tables. Jian takes a look around, there are plenty ingredients, a lot of spices, some he's not even seen before and many many vegetables waiting to be cooked. Hey notices a metal door with a rather heavy handle and decides to open it. On the other side are plenty of previously slaughtered and now prepared meats hanging from racks and stacked on metal shelves, though the place is very cold. This would be enough food to feed all of recudor for a day or two. Or at least it seems like that to Jian. Ayame soon comes by pulling two carts full of pitchers of water. "They looked very hungry and thirsty. I'll bring this water over to the rooms, feel free to make yourself anything to eat you want if you know how to do it." She smiles at him and pushes the cart towards the door, pulling the other behind herself. With a bit of fiddling around she manages to squeeze both carts through and is on her way.

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She watches Sharpe pass her by. Looks like he's ready to go. She looks back to Jack.

"The Doc has continued on towards the dining hall, so he should be on his way back to the rooms."

She checks herself over and makes sure all her weapons are tightly fitted and stowed away, and takes her leave, going down the hall and into the vat room, seeking to catch up with Sharpe. As she does so, she decides to tease Jack with something of interest. She smiles a small bit as well.

"I think you might like this... Now you see me, now you don't." She says and pulls her cloak over and turns invisible. She maneuvers around Jack and pokes him a few times, messing around with him. She hasn't really done anything playful, or even completely friendly towards Jack at all, so she figures this might help that out.

Sharpe looks back and grins a little, watching Airgetlam trying to be friendly and maybe a wee bit childish. But frankly she's cute like that. Still, he can't help but wonder where she even came into possession of such technology He may not be stealthy, but the potential for application to combat... it's enormously helpful. He'd love to know how she came upon it. He absolves however that now may not exactly be the best time to ask, and besides, Jack might find his curiosity piqued and ask instead.

He pulls his left arm around and looks at the wound he took earlier. It seems to have sealed up mostly, but he's going to need to have it treated for infection just in case, it's rather large.

Jian stands in front of all the ingredients, just putting his hand on his head...

"Oh dear... This is way more than I can handle. So many things I could cook... It also will take quite a bit time", he sighs. He looks through the vegetables and through the spices. He grabs a handful of the ones he knows, not wanting to experiment with things he haven't tried yet. He takes the unknown ones though, letting them slide into his pouch being inside thier small containers. He can use them later on to test them out that way.

"Well... Cooking topless might not be too good of an idea...", he says, looking down at himself. He checks some of the drawers, finding some towels, he binds some sort of bandana around his head. Looking round in the kitchen also made him find a small cupboard where some clothes are inside. Seems like they are some kind of suit for servants. He grabs one of them, putting on the suit and the corresponding pants, looking a bit like a suited gentleman now. The pants he wore before that are put onto one of the carts he'll use to transport food. He also grabs an apron he found thereafter, putting it on. He is still surprised that Ayame wasn't weirded out by the fact that he was topless after all. At least he got something on now, even though it's just a bandana, an apron and some servant's suit. He looks at himself, this is probably the most fancy thing he ever gotten to wear. He laughs lightly, rubbing his head in slight embarrasment, then walking back to the counter with all the ingredients on.

"So... What to cook... Mhh...", he starts. He stands there for quite some time. "Well, this might work out quite well, I got something that not only fills up, it also should be something nice to eat and enjoy for everyone."

He decides to go with a standard here. Fried noodles and fried rice, a non-spicy variety of the soup he loved to eat back in the day and as dessert he goes for a fruit salad. He instantly gets to work, grabbing big pots, filling them water then putting them on the stovetops. He rushes over to cut up some vegetables, taking a few minutes to cut them up. Bamboo, red peppers, a small bit of garlic, some soy sprouts, spring onions and a few shrooms are being cut up. He grabs the pestle, grinding some spices to keep himself occupied during the water warming up.

Some time passes and the water boils a bit before he finishes the preperation for the noodles. It's not a problem because he manages to get that done just a little bit after, then cutting thin layers of the dough into the pot, bit by bit, to get the noodles into shape. He adds rice to other pots, as they have no such thing as a rice-cooker. The noodles and rice then is in, and he grabs a some woks, which he is surprised to find in here, putting them over a open flame on a gas-powered stove. He keeps humming some tunes happily during the progress, just letting himself go to his cooking. He adds a tick fat into the woks, realising that enough time must've passed for the noodles to have thier needed consistency. He was right and rinses all the water from the pots, leaving the noodles inside of them. The fat got thin and easily glides through the woks, that's the sign for him to be able to safely throw the ingredients in without burning any. He cracks open an egg into each, flipping it through in a fast manner, then adding noodles into each, needing both hands to actually flip all of them fast enough. He adds vegetables into them thereafter, but not too early to keep them fresh and slightly crisp. About 20 minutes pass of just him flipping the things around, adding spices during that process. He then fills big bowls with the noodles, putting them on the cart.

"I have to be fast with the rest now", he simply says, rinsing the woks hastly like he's a chef for a busy restaurant, then adding a thin layer of fat and some rice into each, repeating what he did with the noodles. After another 20-25 minutes he then has huge bowls of fried rice ready for everyone. He uses the rest of the vegetables for the soup he had in mind, preparing the broth bit by bit with spices he though that might be useful, cooking it up in a bowl with the vegetables. It simmers on the stovetop for a while and that gives him the time to work on the fruit salad. It's nothing too fancy, just some fruit, a bit sugar, some juice ontop of it and a tick whipped cream to top if off. The salad turned out to be better than he expected, putting that bowl onto the cart aswell. The soup seems to finish up now aswell, but instead of pouring it into a bowl, he puts the pot onto the cart. He checks if everything is on it, and yes, it seems like all food is on.

He takes a deep breath... This was relieving and fun. He's not sure how the people will react to him cooking this, but he hopes for the best. Looking for the shelves with tableware, he then grabs plates, bowls, forks, spoons and... even chopsticks are there to be found. He only grabs one pair of them because he suspects none of the others would know how to make use of them. Having everything set on the carts he then sighs in relief once more. He turns around, grabbing a lot of spices that are stored close, putting them on there for him to put into his backpack later.

"Now I just need to clean everything up... Eh... What a pain", he laughs, but it's part of cooking.

It takes quite a bit, he used a lot of utensils here... He puts them down close to dry, not putting them away because he'll need them soon most likely. The carts then are pulled out by him, carefully making thier way outside the kitchen. He then proceeds to slowly find his way back to the rooms.

Dr. Atrium walks into the dinning room and looks around.

Where did the man go? I don't want to go around kicking all the doors down looking for Marcus, but I will if I must.

He as he is walking, he finds one of his scalpels on the ground next to main door leading to the hallway that goes to the main entrance. He picks it up and looks at it. The scalpel is bloody and bent as if Marcus had come under alot of pressure when he removed it. He starts running to try and find him but he quickly stops when he finds the other two scalpels. The other two are bent and bloody just like the first one he found. He looks ahead and sees that Marcus went down the hallway that goes to the main entrance. He sees Marcus trying to leave through the front door but being stopped by Mistress of the castle. He seems very angry that she isn't allowing him to leave and they seem to be having a heated conversation.

Jack tries to ignore the poking but can't help a smile breaking free. The gesture distracted him from his painful thoughts. It was for only a few seconds, but they were a good few.

"Well then, we must get to the dining hall as soon as possible"

"You want energy, Dahaka? I'll give you energy. hehehe"

Marcus is on his way to the courtyard garden leading to that entrance that brought everyone here. From somewhere out of view, Lady Dahaka approaches him, stopping him in his tracks. He turns to he, a rather annoyed expression on his face as he begins to speak. Though the two are too far from doc for anything to be heard. Lady Dahaka does some hand gestures, seemingly explaining something to him. She then points behind him to the entrance and then clenches her fist, leaning up in her small body to get close and stare him into the eye. Marcus leans back a bit and doc notices his shadow moving in odd patterns before Lady Dahaka's shadow slides out from under her, dragging his shadow as they elongate from under their feet, sliding over to the doors and shutting them tight. On the way back marcus' shadow seems to jump out of the ground and slap him in the back of his head to which he reacts rather agressively. He stops himself before the punch would have gone through and forces himself to calm down.

Marcus says something incoherant to doc and Lady Dahaka simply laughs and turns, walking up the stairs towards doc. At first he is worried he will be seen but as she goes up the steps she gradually dissapears as small pieces of shadows fall from her body, fusing with the ground. Thereafter Marcus simply turns and faces the door, crossing his arms and pondering.



As Jian finishes up the dishes the door opens, giving him quite the scare. Lucky for him, Ayame pokes her head in the door, looking around. She gasps in awe as she sees all the foods and pushes the door open, dragging in some carts, along with one of the other maids. "W...wow." She exclaims. "Did you do all of this yourself? I realize we were gone for a while but... this is simply amazing, it smells so good."
Ayame smiles and gives Jian a hug in excitement.

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Airgetlam giggles a small bit, a large smile smile retaining shape upon her face. She pokes Jack some more, and finally reveals herself in front of him.

"Fun, huh? I know it's not some toy, but you have to admit, it's very amusing!" She giggles some more as the group makes their way into the dining hall, and a wonderful smell fills her nostrils.

"You smell that?" She asks, turning back, "They made some good dinner! Definitely not something the servants could have cooked up! I bet it's Jian!" She removes her cloak and holds it out to Jack.

"I figured maybe you'd want to try it out! I'm going to see what's cookin'!" She says, and walks off to what seems to be the kitchen, and where the scent is strongest. She opens the door and peeks inside, and finds Ayame hugging Jian. She smiles and walks in completely.

"So, what has Ze Chef concocted for us tonight?" She poses.

Sharpe can't help a small laugh, but not nearly as cheery as Air's. He strolls out into the dining hall with Jack as Airgetlam dashes jubilantly to the kitchen. He's smiling all the while, something which doesn't exactly happen to much, but he knows people who smile much less. He leans to Jack's ear and speaks in a low tone.

"Don't go too crazy with that, she doesn't like peeping toms."

He scratches his stubble, which is becoming less of a stubble and more of a short beard, which he'll have to shave later.

"So... who's this 'Blake' guy you keep talking about? Were you referring to me? You kept saying this 'Blake' told you about Dahaka and all that when in reality it was me."

All the ambient noise is killed off instantly as he looks at the door opening, a simple heartbeat strikes him and he stands there like frozen. Shortly after Ayame's head pops through and he just sighs in relief. She comes in with quite an amazement on her face, complimenting his cooking, hugging him afterwards. He can't help it but just blush and smile, returning the hug in his surprise.

"I-its nothing... really... I kinda sticked to a basic recipe this time...", he says during the hug, still blushing. His heart also pounds a bit stronger than usual, being the shy man he always was. He sees Air stepping in over the shoulder of Ayame, being surprised by that aswell. The hug seemed to last forever in his perspective, but eventually comes to an end, left with him feeling ecstatic.

"Well... I have... Fried noodles with some egg and vegetables, Fried rice with some vegetables to them aswell, a non-spicy variety of a soup I ate often back where I lived and a fruit salad as dessert. Sure they just saw the light of day, but something appropriate to eat surely won't hurt them...", he responds to Air's question, his blush then finally fading.

"I might need a hand with the carts though, it turned out to be more than I expected...", he then adds, taking two carts out himself.

Dr. Atrium stops in his tracks when he sees the two talking. He tries his best to hear what they are saying but it is no good, they are just to far. He watches as they talk about what ever and steps back when he sees the mistress walking toward him. He stays back until he knows that she is to far to help Marcus. He then pulls out the damaged scalpels and takes aim then throws them. He watches two of them hit his back and the third just clashes agents the door. He walks to Marcus and talks to him while he is shocked and in pain and trying to get the scalpels out of his back. He takes a dagger our and another scalpel in his hands.

"There is no running from death Marcus. I have met and talked to death and I assure you that you are not him. But enough about Thanatos for now. You and I need to talk about our guild and why you did what you did."

When Jack was a boy, he at peasant slop. When his brother died, he ate orphanage slop. When he was old enough to live on his own, he was so busy tinkering to partake in fine dining and ended up eating slop. As the scent of an elegantly prepared meal reached his nose, his stomach rumbled violently and his knees grew weak with ecstasy. He returns to his sense, hearing Sharpe.

"I-i wasn't starring! Besides my heart is set on...the doctor's...sister... oh dear... I think I realized how awkward the situation I put myself in is."

"oh, uh, sorry Sharpe. Don't worry about Blake. He's just-uuh- someone I new a long time ago"

"Where the bloody hell is the doctor."

Jack would've continuously, pointlessly worried about the doctor taking so long to arrive and the dangers of Lady Dahaka, but the scent that filled the room and the company that accompanied it felt numbing. Jack felt good, being so distracted from everything for once.

Ayame stops hugging Jian, blushing slightly and smiling. It's clear that everyone's mood has risen, happy that things are turning for the better. She nods at him and begins looking around the room at all the various food. She beckons the other maid over and they all start loading the carts with food. They're interrupted as the rather loud sound of marble breaking somewhere off in the distances echoes through the castle.



"You fool!" Marcus rages, trying to reach for the blind spot on his back. He spins around, lashing out at the air between the two. "You are pestering my progress... my ascension!" he growls angrily, as he stumbles back, seemingly having a hard time keeping his balance as he continues to try and reach for the weapon stuck in his back. He finds a hold of himself standing stabilized once more and managing a lose hold on the scalpel, though not enough to pull it out of his tensed up muscles. "Just like those idiots..." The intense anger in his voice fades as he finishes the sentence. At first there was a jerk, like a hiccup or a startling. Then mild laughter. The laughter grows more intense as Marcus hunches over, his voice sounding rather hysterical. "No matter..." he utters. "I'll have my birthright--"

Suddenly the air around the giant entrance hall begins to grow hot. Sweat building quickly on the docs face. He notices something is amiss and barely manages to brace himself as some great pressure tries to knock him back, knocking his scalpel out of his hand and leaving him only with his dagger. In the moment that he blinked, Marcus suddenly changed. His face is covered in shadows and his eyes have turned from a mild brown to an intense red. He holds the scalpel he tore from his back in his hand, fixated on it as it seems to fuse with his arm, elongating and twisting in shape until it forms a blade at his wrist.

Marcus suddenly leaps forward with incredible strength and speed, leaving the ground cracked where he started his leap. Doc uses his training to dodge out of the way just in time to avoid Marcus thrusting his weapon into the very place the doctor had just stood, sending a massive and loud cracking noise throughout the castle complex.

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"Well then, we should get this delivered to the refugees, eh?" She says.

A sudden crack in the distance echoes and finds the curvature of her ears. She swiftly spins around, peering through the door porthole.

"Something's awry..." She remarks, and she takes out her crossbow. She opens up the cylinder and checks the bolts she has. One Normal, one caustic, and one incendiary.

"Good enough." She thinks aloud, and primes the bow. She turns around, pulling the hood of her cloak over her head.

"You guys get the food out, i'm going to check this out." She says, and runs out, the cloak dissipating to match it's surroundings in turn. She becomes a ghost once more, her shadow still following her under the light however. She notices this and banks off into a darkened part of the hall, and moves without a sound.

The hall was relatively quite for a bit, just the sound of a busy kitchen and some words faint to hear. Sharpe slows and and takes a gander of the table, but it's just as he left it when they came in early. A sound of rock being pierced catches his attention and his face darts up. His hand instantly goes to his pistol this time. He puts up his index finger to his mouth, motioning to Jack to stay quiet, and he further signs to Jack.

<Going to check out what's ahead, sounds like another tussle> would have been the elaborate signing to someone else who understands. He doesn't know if Jack knows, but in case it didn't go through, he simply signs that he's moving forward. Airgetlam bursts from out of the kitchen meanwhile, and turns invisible, ignoring him. She's gone into high alert mode as well, it seems.

"Choice here, stay behind or come with us, Jack, your call." he says and he starts down the great hall, jogging cover-to-cover.

Jian is about to leave the kitchen, opening the door, to then be interrupted by the sound of something being shashed, echoing all across.

"W-well... this doesn't sound too good at all...", he simply says, his heart skipping a beat once more. Air rushes past him, telling him and the maids to go deliver the food while she moves towards the sound-source to investigate. There was a lot of hassle for him today already, so he simply agrees with deep hopes that it all will be alright.

"You h-heard her... I guess we should get going, not too fast, but not at a too slow pace anymore either...", his voice is clearly filled with a bit of insecurity. He pulls the carts out, turning towards the path Air ran along. He sighs and then turns towards the way he has to go, pulling two carts with him, slowly moving towards the rooms with huge caution and quite some fear aswell... His new suited attire suddenly felt so warm, like it was thick as leather, making each step a bit more exhausting than expected. He faced similar things, but why does it strike him so hard now? Why does he feel so exhausted? He can't seem to understand his recent reactions at all...

When Dr. Atrium doges, he can feel the wind from the swing on his body. When he is back up on his feet, he pulls out another scalpel and throws it and watches it slam on the Marcus's side hoping to slow him down some. Marcus rips his sword out of the marble and charges at him again with the same amount of speed and power. He was just barely able to get out of the way of the swing but his time when it slams into the ground again, Marcus fallows it up with a kick that hits him in the chest and sends him flying back. After bouncing of the ground be being stopped by a marble pillar, Dr. Atrium slowly gets up to his feet and looks at Marcus.

There is no way I am going to be able to bet him. I can't use my magic and his is just too strong and fast. I guess this is what I get for running off alone.

Doc charges at Marcus when he beings to charge at him. He ducks under the swing of his blade and stabs Marcus in the stomach with the dagger. He tries to pull it our but it wont budge and the moment that Doc doesn't move gives Marcus the opportunity to knee him in the stomach and punch him away. Doc tumbles across the floor and unable to get up do to having the wind knocked out of him. He is doubled over and trying to get some air. He looks up to see Marcus smiling ear to ear. Doc knows this fight is over. He looks around the room to see is he can find his old friend waiting for him.

Looks like I'm not getting out of this Maxwell. Thanatos, my soul is finally yours to take.

He growls at how helpless he is acting, how he is thinking and how nothing he was to Marcus. He glares up at him and slowly stands.

"Y-You're...pathetic...You w-will die...and I...will be waiting...to take you...to hell!"

He yells at Marcus through gasps of breaths.

"The man told me to protect the group of heroes. Are these those heroes? What if they are? I shouldn't just stand here and let them fling themselves at danger. I should stand by them and fulfill my duty, my new purpose...no.no no NO! Fuck duty, Fuck the man, Fuck this past life kept hidden from me. I won't fight for them just because the man told me to do so; I'll fight for them because they are my friends!"

Jack did not hesitate to join the others. A new sense of courage carried warmth through his veins.

Sharpe and whoever followed finds themselves in the main entrance hall, witnessing the end result of the rather short fight between the two. It's rather hot in the place and the tension is definitely there. Though something feels wrong to Sharpe. Marcus simply towers over doc, not noticing the people arrive. He brings up his blade, ready to strike.

"You pesants need to learn your place...!" he says angrily as his blade pierces the docs shoulder. The doc winces in pain and eventually passes out. The blade unattaches from his arm and becomes a very short solid metal rod instead. He turns, the shadows graduately falling from his face and his eyes turning to normal and faces Lady Dahaka who together with two other maids and two servants seem to have appeared out of thin air with no explainable reason.

"You see?" he says. "You can't just let this common rabble walk about freely, you know... Rats are known for their bite."

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Airgetlam looks over to Sharpe, but she doesn't think he can see her. Neither can Jack as it seems, who has joined them.

An unconscious Doc lies on the floor, a gaping hole in his shoulder. Suddenly, there are others too, who have appeared. Marcus may be extremely dangerous, but she's not about to risk fighting both him and Dahaka. It would be wiser to eliminate him when he is alone. Still, they need to get Doc out of there. In any case, she gets to a decent angle and revs the cylinder to the incendiary bolt. So far, Doc has just been impaling the guy and he just keeps getting back up. Maybe some fire will bring him down for good, since he uses shadow. At the very least, the shadows won't be an issue, hopefully. She takes aim but doesn't keep her finger on the trigger. She wants him out without fuss.

She can feel her heart beating more heavily.

A bead of sweat drops down Sharpe's brow. The combat was intense, and it looks worse if they get caught. They definitely haven't been noticed yet, so he backs away against the wall closest to him, out of site. He motions for Jack to join him.

He leans out from cover and keeps a firm eye on the group. Airgetlam is probably getting set up, but she's smart, so knowing her, she won't fire unless he's alone. However, this could be their only chance to kill him. He honestly doesn't want to risk it, but they need to get Doc out of there. Marcus'll finish him off if he isn't rescued.

He looks to Jack.

"I really don't know what we should do right about now. We need Marcus dead but i'm not about to go in cutting and shooting, y'know? You're a watchmaker - an inventor of sorts, got anything useful?"

Dr. Atrium slowly wakes, he tries to get up but he falls flat now feeling great amount of pain from his shoulder. He looks up to see that Marcus is back to normal and with him is that mistress of the castle and two maids. He grunts as he uses his other arm to sit up a bit.

"What are you going to do with me? you can't tell you that you have no plans for me, other wise you would of just killed me."

He looks around to see but doesn't see any one other then the people in front of him. He looks back up at the mistress.

"What is your name? What are you up to in this castle?"

"If the crystal Sharpe had are what I think they are, I could combine them with the gold wire to make a crude makeshift protraction weave...no no no...there's no power source and it would take forever to charge...unless"

"Well if you had any scrap metal with you, I could craft you the finest juicer you have ever seen but I guess you have to settle for your very own protraction weave. All jokes aside, I have a plan, I'll need those crystals you were holding and a large amount of your trust."

Clarent... or rather, Lady Dahaka... raises an eyebrow, cocking her head to take a peek that the wounded man. "You are wounding my servants, Marcus?" she says in a calm questioning tone, paying him the attention again. She walks past Marcus, pushing him out of the way and gets down to look at the doctor. "Well... simply put. I am Dahaka, and I wish to leave this place."
Marcus sneers at this, causing Janette to give him a disgruntled stare of hate.
Lady Dahaka continues to explain;

"Hundreds of years ago, before mankind came back into existence after their brief absence, Vampires were one of the first of the new races to appear." As she explains, she seems rather absent herself, running her fingers through the docs hair. "In order for vampires to maintain their powers, they need to feed. Otherwise they are mere humans with no powers, and no way to survive.

When mankind returned, Vampires took to feeding on them. Unlike the rats and deer and wolves they fed on, humans had a very strong connection, making their blood especially desirable and powerful too. Since my physical body was slaughtered, mutilated, and burned, in mankinds blind hate against anything unknown, I have been unable to leave my realm, doomed to wander as a spirit. And for what? A mere need to survive? Well survive I did though even with this new body, feeding on just one, or two, or five or even ten humans will not give me the power I need to fully bind myself to Gaea and once again wander the earth as a breathing, living creature."

"Yes but-" Marcus suddenly butts in. "I've supplied you with those people, and you still owe me, demon." As he says this, a smile builds on Lady Dahakas face, only visible to Doctor Atrium, since she has her back turned.
"Yes, I suppose you did." she says and gets up. "But now that the catalyst is complete, you've extended your usefulness to me. And given that you harm my subjects there is only one reward you are deserving of."

With lightning speed, Janette suddenly whips her head up, a twisted intense smile on her face. She cant help herself but let small giggles of joy escape her as she whips her arms apart, several kitchen knives and cleavers spinning in her palm. She catches them between her fingers and with one quick dash suddenly shes behind Marcus, all of the knives landing in precise spots on his back. He screams from the sudden pain but stifles and falls to the ground. Janette laughs out loud, jumping back. "Mistress, I serve you." She says, smiling still. She then laughs again, her insanity now clearly showing as she suddenly spins around and lodges a clever into the other maids neck for no explainable reason. The maids eyes are terrified as she struggles to cling on to life and eventually collapses up against Janette, also falling to the ground.

"Janette..." Lady Dahaka says in a stern and dominating tone. Annoyance in her voice. "Must you always strike down more people than the target I give you? That maid could probably have made a good dinner for the others..."
Janette merely bows and apologizes, her smile returning mostly to normal though the bloodlust clearly written all over her face. "I'm sorry Mistress. I can make her whole if you want?"
Lady Dahaka merely shakes her head and stares at the doctor in pain and sighs. "You're no use for me now when you're like this. But given your body and how you are somehow still alive, you will be a good test subject for Mirah. She always needs new material to do tests on, though you're special."

She looks back at Janette. "Have your fun with him, but make sure he's dead whenever you're done. Your servants may bring him down to the lab."

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