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First off... I did not let the despoiler in. He found his own way in. Secondly, I have no problem with someone looking around the castle but if I catch justice in chamber again without permission he will regret it. Now, I am very tired and VERY cranky so I am going back to bed. Goodnight.

-storms off to her chamber-

" Did pepper just tell me off for Justice's actions? Well you have my thanks, I must go and see her" Rushes off to the infirmary.

Hunter knelt on the cold, dusty, stone floor of the castle chapel, and prayed to the Lady for guidance. Light filtered though the stained glass window, illuminating his noble face, but it was a pale, cold light that offered little comfort.
As he prayed he realised he still held clenched in his mailed fist his sword. He stared at it and began to comprehend the magnitude of what it meant. The awareness threatened to rend his soul in two. He, Hunter, greatest of the Lady's knights, had failed. He had failed Needle.
Hunter peered at his surroundings in that pale light and wondered if death could ever reach into this most holy of places. For Hunter, this chapel was the only refuge that he could possibly have sought. But all of the icons emblazoned here served only to remind himof his failure. He began to repeat the Knight's code:
"A Knight is sworn to valour,
His heart knows only virtue,
His mind knows only truth,
His blade defends the helpless,
His might upholds the weak."

Pokes his around the corner, "What! Why's there a chapel in a demon castle...Oh s**t! A blooding demon hunter!" Decides to get out of the chapel.

Four Rangers stood outside the chapel under Hunters orders not to allow anyone to enter...and to stop Hunter if he himself got out. These were some of Hunter's most experenced Rangers, very capable men. But it would take some shooting to take Hunter out.

"Sorry miss Needle but we're under order see...no one is to enter..not until the Blood lust has left his body miss"

Unsure of what to do he simply replied "The doors barre on the inside. No one can get through" He knew of Needle's skill in the art of killing

-------------------Time Delay-------------------

A soft thud can be heard within the Chapel, and Needle emerged for the shadow. In the centre of the chapel she could see Hunter, the pain was clearly visable on his face, his rists and ankles were red raw from trying to escape...and his eyes once blue like all of The Lady's chosen, were now black with the rage. This is the price Hunter must pay for immortality...there is always a price to pay. Hunter's screams echoed throughout the room, and Needle knew that if he was to get free he would tear her apart and everyone else in this castle, he would shrug off wounds that would have killed him normally, he would not be able to destingush between friend and foe. The slaughter would be the only thing on his mind.

So Needle sat infront of him, just out of his reach, and began to pray aloud.