Unusual World

With hurried steps Gresham and Peter made their way out side the abandoned building. The gun to Howard's head made him fully complacent as he was being forced out the door. When the door flew open it gained the attention of thw two men Gresham had stay outside.

They were sure prised to see Gresham and Peter dragging along someone with them at gun point, but were quick to draw their own weapons knowing something had gone terribly wrong.

"What happened in there", one of the men who waited outside asked hurriedly.

"I'll explain later for now just help Peter get that man in the car. Also, if you see anyone come out of that building assume their trying to stop us and shoot them".

Receiving Gresham's instructions everyone hurriedly towards their car while keeping an eye out for anyone coming out of the building.

Things went smoothly no one exited the abandoned building while they shoved Howard into the trunk of the car. Taking off some of the worry they had as the group sped away from the abandoned building.

The car moved quickly down the street in the middle of the night, homes appeared to blitz past them as they drove down the street. It wasn't long before the two who waited outside started asking about what happened inside. Gresham was going to tell them what happened, but it was then Gresham received an unlikely call from Robert.

Gresham didn't particularly like using mobile phones along with every other mage and cultivator in the world because cell phones can easily be tracked and spied on. Instead Gresham used communication seals he kept in a note book.

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The once slumbering city stirred awake by the sound of dozens of explosions. Had its streets filled with terrified and concerned citizens. Their gasps and murmurs never stopped just the sound of sirens in the air heading to wards the disastrous sence.

Despite the tragedy that happened at the steel mill the unluckest people that day were those who stumbled upon an odd figure on the streets. The best way to describe what people saw as it ran by in the streets full stride while cackling with a joyous laugh on a level previously unknown to it before would be to describe a well roasted chicken.

Its skin was clearly a dark golden brown the cloths the figure had on were mostly burnt away. Only dark tattered reminents of his cloths remained which was better then his hair that got lit ablaze from the inferno the figure once stood inside. His eyes were damaged by the raging flames even his lungs suffered the scolding hot air.

Their was nothing about that mans appearance that would lead a person to believe he should still be alive. Yet, Desmond ran with as much vigor as a child as he carried the golden incense burning that has been welded to his hands from the heat of the burning burning.

Every movement brought only pain and split his chared skin releasing the juices contained inside. Desmond however didn't care about such things he couldn't even bring himself to care even if he wanted to because he had lost all sence of reason. Even the side effects of the incense burner with the 8 auspicious signs carved on it's side which made him completely lose all sence of direction didn't impede Desmond. So unperturbed by anything and with complete disregard for himself and others Desmond continued to run joyously into the night.

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Morning Road, Delmar City

At the Hunter's Bazaar still late at night Seraphine had returned from one of her usual daily escapades. She wore a slim blue dress that had the skirt cut down the side and carried a small purse with her. She was heading upstairs when the sound of ooze seeping from the wals caught her wears.

Noticing him Seraphine asked in a cold tone, "what do you want Zane?".

"I regret to inform you that I'll be departing in two weeks. I know how much you enjoy my company, but you must find the strength to move forward till I return. Now for the matter about my bill I believe this should cover it". When Zane stopped speaking his coat parted away revealing only darkness, but from that darkness outstretched a crocodiles arm holding a small package held f