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Inferno's wicked grin appeared on his face when hearing her reply, but the mask would hide this all so well. Inferno would walk behind her. The reasons weren't false, but they were infact not real. Inferno had a pretty good idea of each of the other Vaste Lordes. He wanted more information on the one Rorek had fought. He wanted to see what she was capable of. Inferno was much more craft than what she gave him credit for. Together they would both leave for Riverrun.


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Halibel nodded in agreement to Stark's words. She would not allow herself nor Inferno to come back in such a state, besides it was a observatory mission but as well there would 100% be some fighting involved as fighters were already in that location. Halibel opened up the dimension in front of them and she stepped inside of it. "Come now."

Halibel turned her head over towards Inferno and her eyes showing no flicker of anything, they almost seemed dead if anything. "Inferno, lose the act, you will do as you are told. Look at your Number.." She wasn't stating that she was ranked higher than him, but there was something else to it. "The color.. Ours are a pitch black while yours is a fading black. It is because you are not officially branded Number 4, meaning you have not reached a stage yet where you can be a true Number 4, If you continue with problems and annoyances such as these I will bring you down myself." She turned her head foward and looking as they were traveling through another Dimension which which was more like a tunnel between the two worlds. "It's a scouting mission, we are to search for what's Under the Dome Inferno. If anyone gets in your way, simply take them down. Do not slow me down." She had no idea now especially why she was chosen, Why would he come along with someone if he was going to be an annoyance to begin with. He was better off with Nnoitra at this rate.

Halibel continued to look foward and the Riverrun blurred image was getting closer and closer as they were reaching their mark. In this tunnel even though it seemed they were in their for quite a while, In Riverrun only exactly 2 seconds will have passed in between. "I was ordered to lose. I do as Stark commands. Stark wanted to fight the Nezarra and he knew if I fought against him with my power he would be forced to release all of his power and most of his moves allowing Lord Stark to read into it." With that Shocking Information released it should let Inferno know even more about Halibel and her abilities, She wouldn't expect emotion from Inferno but it was more than anything shocking news that she had lost her fight on purpose and with that Inferno should remember the memory of just exactly how torn up Rorek was after that fight before Stark had healed them both. What if she wasn't ordered to lose?

Araharu stood behind his brother and rested against the stone wall, his arms folded and his eyes closed. Ever since his defeat in the epic battle against Riverrun, Araharu had been in quite a foul mood. He was having more and more outbursts lately. Over the simplest things... a servant set his cup of tea down in the wrong place and Araharu got so upset he killed her on the spot.

Araharu listened carefully as the rest of the group conversed. This was not unnatural for him.. he often stayed quiet during meetings. Though one could probably tell he was feeling ashamed and disappointed in himself.The sheer look on his face gave that away.

It was a wonder that he recovered so quickly. His near to perfect face hadn't been scarred or damaged in the least bit. Araharu was better than ever though only thing hurting was his pride. Even though Stark had assurred him time and time again that eveything was fine and he shouldn't beat himself up over it.

"Can we please move on? I'd much rather be doing something else than listening to these two."

Araharu's eyes snapped open and he shifted his gaze to David. The glare he was giving David could have quite literally melted glass into sand.. "You would be wise to hold your tongue boy...unless you want me to cut it out for you..." Araharu put his hand on the hilt of his sword and slid it open slightly so the silvery blade inside could be seen slightly."either way i doubt you could be any less disrespectful." Araharu stated.

His voice was dripping with malice and acid. One could almost feel the sting with every word..