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"Yea, but they had their souls and that was all it pretty much was. They were only able to obtain a physical form for a day. This is something completely different." He was trying to wrap his head around this and then suddenly he thought to Vinsa. "s**t..." Zangan was Vinsa's nephew. Usually an Angelican could only have one child, but Vinsa and his brother were a rare case of an Angelican having two children. Vinsa and his brother never saw eye to eye about anything and his nephew was a living reincarnation of his brother.

Bron rubbed his head and started walking towards the dining room area. "We need to go talk to Vinsa." He opened the door and looked in at Trina. "Hey. We're going to go meet with Vinsa. See if he found anything out." It was a lie, but he didn't want anyone to worry until they absolutely had to. Trina nodded and he closed the door and walked back towards Smash. "Come on. I can fly there. If we went by foot, it'd take forever." They walked to the entrance of the castle and opened the door so they were outside.

He took to the air and flew towards the town. Once they were above the street Vinsa lived on and had his clinic, he went down and landed. He gave a wince as he landed because too much force went on his leg. He put the cane down to hold himself up until the pain passed and knocked on the door of the clinic. Vinsa came to the door and seen Bron as well as Smash. "It's rare that you both are together and speaking for longer than five minutes. What's the occasion?" Bron looked at him. "How busy are you?" Vinsa arched his eyebrow and looked at him. "I have three patients in there. If you guys need to talk, you're going to have to wait a few hours." Bron nodded. "Let us crash at your house. I'm not flying back to the castle." Vinsa gave him a dull stare. "Fine. I suppose." He walked over and unlocked the door. His house was next door to his clinic, so it wasn't that far. "I'll be over when I have some peace. Don't get pissed if it takes me until I close." Bron waved his hand at him as if it was a 'I don't wanna hear it' motion and walked into the house. He was limping a bit since his leg was still hurting. "Whatever, whatever. Get back to work."

He sat down on a chair in the living room and gave a sigh. "It's fine other than days I walk around too much. If I put too much weight on it, it will act up." He then leaned down and started to rub his leg a bit to get the cramp out.

Off in another dimension, Devana was sitting at a table doing what looked like a book of crosswords. Her broken arm was still in the sling and she appeared to be having a hard time writing with her left hand.

She looked up at him and seen the pouch he was carrying. "What is that?" Her curiousity peeked inside her and she had to ask.

"I meant literally. Not metaphorically. What is it?" She looked back down and attempted, yet again, to do the puzzles with her left hand.