[Evil Tink]

Solomon growled a bit, standing up and removing the blood from Holden's lungs with a flare of power as he paced the room. "Why is it that my wishes are never honored? Why must something always happen just when I think I can finally relax, something happens. Well quite frankly, I'm sick of it." His back was to Holden, and his arms crossed tightly over his chest. Why couldn't things just work out his way? Just once?

Mystic released his shirt after a moment, looking to Jaelynn, "I can't..I need Solomon to help me...he knew Alicia and would be able to find her quicker than if I was on my own. The quicker we do this, the less power we use."

Azriel sighed, "You shouldn't even be considering doing this in the first place Mystic. You should go home and rest and recover. I can handle on attachment by myself."

Jaelynn rubbed her temples, "Then fix Holden so Solomon can get up here."

Azriel remained, "There's nothing we can do...the body is rejecting him and the dark energy surrounding this place isn't helping. If Solomon wants to help him, he's going to have to turn him..and that's not even guaranteed to work at this point."

Serus held him up without any apparent effort, "I know that Seth..just relax alright? I don't know if you noticed but Mystic was having trouble with them as well; they were very strong. You couldn't have blocked them if he was having trouble."