Danyael, bitter with annoyance at Soul, snarls and walks off towards the city. He had nothing to say to the warrior. But he wanted to know where Sera was being held. Grin looked on at Danyael with an upraised eyebrow, then turning his attention to Soul and Yue. "Ummm... What's his beef with you? You flirt with him or something?", he asks, obliviously.

"And what was with the odd looking boy that entered the gateway? All this chivalry is overdone.", speaking sarcastically, trying to lighten the modd with his dry humor. As Danyael approaches the remaining companions, he is just in time to see Cameron fly off towards that mysterious tower. Paying it no attention, Danyael walks in firm, mechanical movements, brushing past his companions, paying them little mind.


Gale catches sight of Danyael and prepares to approach, but holds himself back. Jandra remains silent and calm while watching Danyael move past them. Grin jogs up to Danyael, placing his hand on the nephilim's shoulder. "Sire, your wounds need tending to." Danyael looks back at Grin through the corner of his eye. His expressions are stone-like, devoid of emotion. Answering with a simple "I'm fine."

Taking his hand away from Danyael's shoulder, Grin looks over to Jandra and Gale with a small smile, just enough to show he is not too worried. "So what did i miss while i was with the master?". Jandra coldly speaks her mind with no halted restriction. "We were attacked by several ghoulish creatures. During the battle, Gale and myself engaged into combat against them, along with the rest of the assembled. After the battle was done, the queen of the Umbra was quite rude in her remarks towards us, due to her own flawed reasoning--"

Danyael's ears quickly perk upward and he whirls around to face Jandra. "What did she say?". his voice was more of a calm hostility, with a hint of surpressed anger. Gale, interceding for Jandra, steps up to Danyael, salutes him and begins to explain. "The Lady Tamrissa's words were offensive and unreasonable. But it is more than expected for someone to be stressed after a battle. Jandra, unfortunately took high offense to the lady Tamrissa's words and acted irrationally, preparing to burrow her fist into the queen's skull. I acted and stopped her immediately, but the both of them continued to bark at each other.

Only minutes later did the Dark Eldar show up and cause more controversy. The Commander Cameron Aileron got angry. As did The Lady Tamrissa. Lady Tamrissa then left in a rage and Lord Kartzeh intervened before a fight could break out between Lord Arhra and Lord Aileron. And now, the lord Aileron has departed to the tower, which i doubt we can enter at this time."

Danyael pops his neck and shakes his head. "That woman will never learn to keep her mouth shut. That will get her killed on day if she is not careful." He felt the urge to punch something. To lash out at anyone and everyone around him. To burn away the sands by the flick of a wrist and turn this city into cinders. All because of a surpressed rage towards a comrade. A queen. And an arrogant diety.

With more intended effort than before, Danyael strains to keep himself in control, while under the guise of calm. "Let's go.", he says in a calm, cold tone. On obedient command, The two Kinjite and the Dark Knight follow him into the city. Casting a quick glance from his eye's corner at Soul, his pupilse flare an iridescent gold. "Stop fucking around in the sand and worry about finding my friends." he snarls towards Soul, reminding him of Sera, Shenba and Kawanua. Then, turning his sight to the maing Gate, Danyael walks onward in slow, yet smooth moving steps. Still, even after Soul's exploits on Everworld, danyael did not trust him. More Importantly, he despised the warrior to the core and eagerly awaited a chance to take heads of Soul, Kawen and even the Lady Tamrissa..

Grin, all the while, strides next to Danyael. A loud growl emits itself from around Grin. but it was not from any sort of creature. Grin stops, wide eyed and looks down, placing his hand on his abdominal area. "Dude.... i'm hungry. Let's get some noodles?"

Grin, his stomach still grumbling, looks into thw city for an eatery. But to no avail, he only saw various other shops. With an anguished moan, he complains out loud. "Why the hell do you people never have food?!", his voice just loud enough for Igtenos to hear. But the dark knight doubles over again as another loud grumble of his stomach roars aloud.

((ooc: please remember that Danyael, Grin, Soul and Yue have just returned from Everworld. They don't know about the Rhinos or Tamrissa's issue.))

Gale, a bit flabergasted at Grin's hunger, steps back a few steps before moving forward again. Jandra, not surprised one bit, moves onward and approaches Grin, gesturing to Kartzeh to follow. Danyael, already preoccupied anmd annoyed, looks at Kartzeh with a stone face. "He needs food, assassin. Please point him in the right direction."

"Jandra. You are here as a messenger of the Empire, are you not?", he quickly reverts his attention to the female Kinjite. "Yes sire. Lord Thanatos and the Imperial Council desire to know.", she says with a bow. Danyael waves his hand in gesture of letting her know the formalities are not neccessary with him. "Why do they not come down themselves?" he asks her, putting one of his hands against his waist, shifting his weight to that side. "They cannot leave the Empire defenseless, milord. And since you are more familiar with this particular multiverse, then you will be most needed here." Jandra replies, still keeping her head down.


"I see..", is all he says before he leans up against a wall, awaiting Igtenos to respond. He looks back to Kartzeh and nudges his head backwards, signaling for him to accompany them, while crossing his arms in siletn patience.