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Noreen growled in annoyance at the nickname he's given, not only her, but their god. Such a great and powerful god such as him didn't deserve such a stupid name. "I swear, one of these days, you're going to get smite for calling lord Desdion that ridiculous name. Have you no respect for him?"

Noreen rolled her eyes in irritation before poking him in the small of his back with her staff, still unlit. "Well, aren't you going down to Wraitholme? Or are you going to stand here and monologue my ears off?"

"Did I not say that I was one of the first seven gods? Seeing as Selene is also one of the original seven makes me her brother, her my sister, and therefore you my niece. Now shall we escape here?" Strider's eyes flashed with a fiery gleam and a shockwave blew all the wraiths and liches over and broke their bonds. "Nice to see you again sister. Expect us to come to the Fortress of Light in a few weeks. Good day." Strider took Brianna by the hand and began to run into a corridor. It didn't go out the way they came that led out instead he went into a dark under ground section. "Stay close and use this." Strider drew out a phial of holy water. "I never leave home without it. I hate undead." Strider heard the screeches of wraiths behind. "Come on there's a way out not to far from here." Strider began to speed down a flight of stone stairs.

Gue stopped for a moment, wondering if he should follow the woman. Usually Oliver would decide, but he was fast asleep. The undead were suddenly anxious as well, most likely from the woman's disturbance with their prisoner. She must've thought that him and the young boy were prisoners as well. Gue decided to slip away, but a small hand tightened on his neck. Oliver was waking up. Did he know that the panther was really not a lifeless plushie? "Follow her, Gue..." He muttered drowsily, stirring a little. Gue decided that he'd have to think about it later. He ran after the woman, passing under her archway, and easily gained the distance between them to be running right behind her.

Strider turned and shook his head. She was just like Selene. Stubbourn and righteous. He kept going knowing she would be fine. He went down the flight of stairs and took a right into a corridor. The corridor began to rise in a steady slope then coming out he went left and kept climbing as he went into another corridor. he decided to take a rest and put the crumbs away. he had left a trail for Brianna to follow when she came.

Noreen glared at him for a minute before smirking evilly. "I'm not scared. I have a better idea." With that, she pulled out, what looked like, a small mirror and held it towards Wraitholme. Almost instantly, the image of the man that was in the cage appeared on the surface. "There might be a use for that boy yet..." She then proceeded to draw on the mirror's surface until a symbol appeared...

The mark was slowly etched onto the man's forehead, as if it was being carved onto the flesh. His face scrunched up before a scream of pain rang through the stairway. He convulsed, twisting, turning and writhing in agony, until. finally, he could stand no more. He lunged forward, burying pure white fangs into Brianna's neck, causing her to scream in pain as well.

When the mirror cracked, Noreen yelped in slight surprise before tossing it into a tree with a growl of rage. Never before had anyone tried and succeeded in breaking that special seal, even with help. It must've been that second god that's helping the half breed. "Damn them! That was my favorite mirror! Well, guess that means we're doing it the hard way." Grabbing her staff (which she stuck into the ground while operating the mirror), she soon caught up and passed Skollozeir. After a minute, she turned back with a smirk. "Well, are you coming? Or are you scared?"

Brianna groaned when the man was pulled off her, but not soon enough. Quite a bit of her blood was drained and she was slowly losing even more from the open wound. Her main artery has been severed. If this bleeding continued, she would die in a matter of minutes.

"s**t!" Strider cursed himself for leaving her. He put his hand over the wound and a light appeared under his hand. He removed his hand and the wound was gone and the bleeding stopped. He sighed happy his magic could heal her. They weren't out of the woods yet. Strider could hear the screeches of wraiths coming their way. He looked at the young boy and panther. "Come on we gotta move quick and quiet. Should be easy for you." Strider picked up Brianna and slung her and her weapons over his shoulder and moving quickly into a corridor. "If i'm right we should come out the other end once we go through the catacombs. Though it will be dangerous. We gotta get to the other side. Going back is now an impossibility. I feel that some evil presence is on our trail and made that boy go mad." Strider took a left and began to descend into a dark passage way seemingly knowing the way.