[Quiet Man Cometh]

Well this was a turn of events. They had walked into hell, and it seemed another sort had followed them in. What was one more beast, really? At least this Na’lsa was upfront about things, if verbose. Still, the demon was a matter unresolved, and Tarja would not feel comfortable around him until she knew where things stood.

The seams of the mission were holding, but the cloth it was made from was starting to wear thin, and much too soon. They still had a hole in the ceiling and something to follow out of it. Perhaps the mechanical wolf had a good nose, though if their quarry was in the habit of leaving big holes and broken stones in its wake, it shouldn’t be too difficult to find, assuming that’s what their new leader decided they would do.

Thomas’ rule of law had been extinguished, puffed out with the light from his corpse. Whatever excuse Diogenes was giving for his action, the end result was still the same. Thomas was dead. Diogenes was in charge now. Simple, really.

Tarja cracked a small smile.