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The creature stops very quickly and grabs the hound in midair, growling and snarling as it does so.  It flings the animal into a wall, with enough force to shatter the plaster.  It pounces forward for another attack.

 

The silent, crazed-looking man the group had seen earlier is currently picking the lock for the treasure room, when he hears this commotion.  "Master has given Manestro a diversion!"  He murmurs to himself, working faster at the lock.


In her mind, she thinks: 'This probably is not smart but..." She leaps at the creature, and tries to help.

 

(You're not there.)

Dark Will enters the room to see Manestro looking at the beacon.

"Sir, you look like you are undressing the beacon in your mind. I'd appreciate if you'd stop, because I am taking it now."

I should just shoot him, he's going to try to fight me. But, you never know...

The man turns to Dark Will, a diabolical grin on his face.

 

"My friend is going to love this present!"  He says, holding up the beacon.  In the other hand, he holds a torch.

 

"And I won't let you take it!

 

Manestro dissolves into dust, which blasts through the air past Will. The torch falls to the ground, and the carpet ignites with lightning speed.

"Ow, my everything," he snarkly commented after pulling itself out of the pile of plaster, looking up just in time to see the hulk of a creature leap for him. It took a fair leap of his own, but the mass of purple fur managed to side-step the being, allowing it to land hard where he once was.

 

"Master won't be pleased when He discovers a monstrosity like you was created without His awareness," he tauntingly barked before hopping toward a piece of splintered wood long and strong enough to use like a lance. Grabbing it with his fangs, he pulled it out before aiming the more-pointed end toward the creature, ready to impale if it tried running for him again.

The creature snorts and growls, beginning to circle the hound.  Now it was moving more slowly, its features could be seen.  A piglike face, covered in a mask of rage.  A hunched-over back, covered in bristling red fur.  It was one of the pigmen servants from earlier, but bent, twisted, horrible in every way.

 

Without warning, the beast strikes, swatting away the makeshift spear and grabbing the hound by the throat.  With little effort, it flings the animal again, this time into the railing that circled the entrance hall's balcony.  Splinters of wood make soft clunking sounds as they hit the floor below.

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And the Hound landed squarely on his back, all four paws up in the air, and his body wracked in a lot of pain. If he didn't know better, he'd swear a rib was broken as well, considering how painful it was to breath now. Though, fortunately, it did not feel like a lung was pierced. He'd be a dead Hound if that was the case.

 

"Fwuk this," he growled as he got back on all fours before trying to run, putting some distance between himself and the piggish creature, ready to dodge when needed. His heroics had landed him in a world of literal hurt and he knew before next reincarnation, his Creator would give him an earful for this stretch of stupidity,

Meanwhile, at the heist, things have dissolved into pure chaos.  The house is quickly turning into an inferno, and now pigs are rushing towards the blaze, throwing buckets of water onto it.  Everywhere Manestro goes, things ignite, and finally, he reaches the infirmary.  Where his second quarry is located.

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Ayasha gets really angry at the fact that everything is literally falling apart, this causes her to transform into her red hound form which grants her immunity to the flame itself, but she cant talk while in this form and the heat could still cause her to overheat.

Violet arrives at the prison just as the flames reach it.

"Damn it! Hey, you! I'm going to get you out of there!"

Violet uses a rag to open the cage door without burning herself.

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By the time Will arrives at the infirmary, it is already up in flames.

"S**t! Joseph, hang on! I'm coming for you!"

Will kicks he door down, and sees Joseph laying on a bed, still unconscious, with two nearly finished prosthetic legs.

"F**k, they aren't finished yet... I'll have to get him anyway!"

Grabbing Joseph, Will rushes out the doorway, and to the outside. The entire manner is ablaze, with pigs hopelessly trying to extinguish it.

"Of course, everything had to go wrong!"

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Dark Will's skin instantaneously burns off of him, as he enters his fire form.

"You little bugger, I need that bloody thing!"

Following the trail of fire, Dark Will searches for Manestro.

(I don't care by now. But, let me retype that situation so it isn't so mundane.

 

Also, I'm going to use the blueprint I gave you in a PM, but you never read.)

 

The darkness of the steel and wooden cage overwhelmed her. The only comfort in this world was the horrible, drawling notes coming from the cranked music box. She wondered how long she would be contained in here for this time. All she did was maul one of the pigmen. That wasn't that bad, was it? Not like the last time. She winced at a pain runs up her arm. A second later, the clatter of metal hitting the ground resonated in the enclosed box. She didn't even notice she was cutting the last letter onto her arm. Those words would be her binding to th-

 

Was it getting hot inside of here?

 

Yes, it was definitely heating up; the parts of the cage made from metal were becoming increasingly scalding. What was going on outside? She cursed at the creatures that created this prison; they could've added grilles for her to observe the outside world.. The clang of metal resonated the chamber. She didn't drop anything, though. Did something fall from the metal roof? Or did a stroke of luck happened for her? There's a chance that the heat, which was now hot enough to make her feel like she was a meat stew, broke the lock from excessive heat..

 

She pushes on the panel in front of her, and it swung open easily, though she snapped her hand back from the metal panel; it scalded her hand. Breathing in, she rushed at the panel with her shoulder, burning herself, but protecting other body parts.

 

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She falled out over headfirst, surprised by the door opening on it's own accord; her head was buried in the ground. Wiping her face off while standing up, she absentmindedly grabbed a compartment bolted to the side of the structure, and pulled out two objects; a small, but decorated, wooden box, and a mechanical item that looks horrible to be imbedded in the flesh.

Shadow tendrils whip out of the ground in the central hall of the mansion.  They begin to twist together, congealing into a single entity.  Taggard comes out of his bedchamber just in time to see Shadowfall manifest in his living room.

 

The demon lord grins as the Baron pulls out his broadsword.  "Wha...what are you?"  He asks.  "What have you done??!?!?!"

 

Shadowfall gestures around the burning building.  "Oh, this?  A bit of decorating, that's all.  Don't you like the new additions?"

 

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Manestro poofs past Will and Joseph, into the infirmary.  He solidifies near a bed surrounded by curtains; the resting place of the second patient.  Grinning insanely, he pulls out two bloodstained spoons and rips down the curtains.  Before he can stab, a skeletal hand wraps around Manestro's neck, choking him.

 

<You should not have done that.>

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