[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Well... yeah. Like that one!" Merlin points at the nearest officer, who wavers on his feet as the sleeping curse works upon him. "Just last weekend, he turned down overtime to take his kids to the zoo! Oh gods, did he just hit his head on the curb?! Healing spell, healing spell, how did it go..."

As she rushes over to check on her unfortunate victims, the great wizard calls back to her new friend. "Hey, um, so you guys know we're having a meeting with the other Masters tomorrow morning, right? Do you need directions or anything?"

She turns her attention to the vacant air around Erik. "And as for you! You just have a nice, long think about what you did wrong! Just cause I said no fighting each other yet doesn't mean you can just take out your aggression on random people! They're nice enough to let us have a death-tournament in their city and this is how you thank them!?"