"So where do we need to go?" Mickey asked.

The other end of the portal Gigginox stepped through appeared to be the gate to the city. "Glad to meet you all."

Galvin listened quietly.

Charlotte turned to Sophie. "You've got anything you want?" She studied the rune on the back of her hand.

Justine turned to Mickey. "We waiting on him nefore leaving?"

"And I haven't seen you in a long time either, Xhort." Gigginox glared at the older man briefly, before turning and looking back at his allies to see if they were coming through the portal or not.

Galvin continued to wait quietly.

"Giggninox, was it?" Xhort asked, "I will admit that your name echoes in my memory." He looked at his wings, "Curious. Another black-winged Angel."

Noctixmo headed up to his apartment and headed inside. He walked over to a bedside table and took his pendant. He spent a moment looking at it before putting it on and tucking it under his shirt, concealed. He looked around his abode knowing he may not see comfort like this for some time, if ever. He stepped out and closed his door behind him.

"Forgotten something?" Noctixmo turned around quickly to find a sharply dressed man leaning against the wall, arms folded. He had a smirk on his face, watching him. Noctixmo narrowed his eyes, "And you are?"

Zadyn raised a brow and lowered his arms, putting them in his pockets, "A man without consequence." He replied, tilting his head slightly, "Drafted to protect order. That sounds like a daunting task indeed." Noctixmo frowned and reached for his sword's handle as he walked past for the elevator, "I have things to do." He muttered in a cold tone.

"Noctixmo, correct?" He asked, causing him to stop just before pressing the elevator button. He turned around and gripped the handle, "Who are you?"

The scholar grinned, "He's here you know. Xhort. I'm sure he'd love to meet you." Noctixmo froze up and glared, teeth gritting slightly, "...What?"

"Off you go, Noct. Your allies are waiting for you. We'll speak again in due time." Zadyn said with a grin as Noctixmo turned in surprise to find Zadyn stood behind him in the elevator. The doors closed and Noctixmo quickly tapped on the CALL button to re-open the doors. When they opened again, he was gone. He stood there for a few moments in confusion, silence flooding the corridor.

Did that just happen?

He descended down the elevator and hurried back towards the others, visibly shaken to a small degree. 

"I think we should follow them to the gates, that's why the portal is open?" Sophie pointed.

Mickey looked up, quiet. "You okay, Noct?"

"I suppose let's go then," Charlotte turned to the portal

Justine narrowed her eyes at Noct. Something was oddly familiar.

Mickey followed them quietly. She had meant to grab something in a store before they left but...she fished around in her bag, before drawing out a bag of beef jerky. "Here, get something in your stomachs," She held them out to Galvin and Justine.

Sophie stepped through the portal, looking around. "Nifty."

"Thanks. Should be enough to pull me througj," Justune gratefully took it.

"It is," Charlotte agreed.

(Poor Mickey, ignored by her closest friend, Galvin)
"Yeah!" Sophie cheered. She would go along with most everything said.

"If need be we'll hunt later," Mickey added.

Xhort nodded, "Your methods of transport will certainly prove an aid. In fact, if we are all ready, perhaps we should start now."

Noctixmo was still driven to march right into Oslana. Whatever foul God was wicked enough to bring back Xhort would be his next target. The skies were starting to tinge orange as dusk broke in and a gentle breeze started to rise.

Cyril was still in the city plaza, having turned around after leaving to watch the warriors leave. He made his way down the streets and cut into an alleyway, out of the drowning sounds of the public. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cellphone. He flicked through and punched in a number, frequently checking nobody was around him, "They just departed. They'll b-be not far from the borders." He muttered. There was no response from the other end of the line - they simply hung up.