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Leyward stepped into a side room and pulled up a chair. He sat down and opened his tunic. His chest was badly bruised and bleeding in little spots.
"Ahh...thats not good. Hehe good thing I still remember some rudimentary healing spells!"
He held his hand over his chest and it glowed a faint blue. Slowly, almost to where you couldn't see it, his bruising started to fade and go away. The little scraps started to close up. It moved at about the speed of the minute hand on a clock.

Abomination #2 just sort of stopped what he was doing out of shock. He had killed humans before, and there was always some mess, but never anything like this. He was also disconcerted by the legs managing to leave the room by themselves. He slowly and softly crawled up to some of the Wadsworth-mess on the ground and opening his mandibles, licked it, to see if it was edible. He immediately roared in displeasure and spat profusely to rid himself of the vile taste. He thought that all humans were the same, delicate, yet delicious. This one was the opposite of those. He would follow this bizarre human, and see just what else differed, to help him hunt any other prey like that he happened to find. He quickly scurried off out the door and in the same direction as Wadsworth's legs.

Chryseis bit her lip.
"I'd have some healing tonics, but I can't access my source of such thigns from here."

She poked her ears.
"I can't get any transmissions from my boss, either. I'm wondering who's doing this..."

After a little bit the wounds on Leyward's chest had all but disappeared. The only thing on his chest was a bit of redness. He put back on his tunic and stood up.
"Well, that feels much better! Ive never really been one for close combat."
Leyward's eyes narrowed and he looked at the door behind Chryseis.
"Hey, whats that sound? Sounds like a knife getting dragged across stone or something. Watch the door Chyseis."
Leyward moved a table out of his way and stood next to Chryseis, facing the door, his fist once again glowing a bright blue.
"Man, we just can't catch a break can we?"

Altair stopped at the door and looked at it. He'd need to decide the best course of entry. He had no idea of what these two were capable of...then again he was used to the dark. He stopped his clicking the blades togeather and crossed then over his chest, palms outward. He swung his arms at the door then stood up. The door fell into about 11 different peices. Altair stood just outside the door and looked in.

Altair was pushed back again, his soft leather boots not allowing any traction. He dug one hand into the floor. Stopping himself, well making a large series of cuts in the floor. One the water stopped he looked up and pulled the blades out and flicked the water off. He stepped forword and seemed to vanish, only to reappear a few feet infront of Leyward, running, one hand held, fingers out, up high, once he got in range he swung the blades down.

Void stared at Ignace as the words tumbled out of his mouth, all on one breath. The corners of his mouth pulled down some in annoyance as the man rambled on about who he was and being cursed and about how purple Void was.

His hand closed around a book as Ignace sucked in a breath, and before he could pull it out, Ignace ran out of the room and was on his way to the bathroom.

Void watched him leave, debating if he should leave or not. If he didn't, the man would possibly come back, and his first impression wasn't all too great. Void was already annoyed by him, not that that mattered much. A lot of things seemed to bother Void.

If he did leave, he reasoned that he wouldn't get time to read.

He weighed the choices and consequences on hand, and decided to stay in the room, pulling the book out of his footvoid.

Chryseis moved in the way between Altair and Leyward, keeping her composure.
"You and me, you criminal. Assaulting a force of justice is not a way to get on my good graces, you know."

She got into a battle stance again.