"Do you mages ever think about the people around you? Are they just acceptable casualties!?!" as he spoke, a few things clicked in his mind, the blue fire and rather loose tempered... Finally putting the information in order in his mind, he unhooded the figure, "Great Mage Mirlie I presume, Sev told me to come look for you... You may have heard of me, one of the four 'Saints of Death' Lucius Blackblight

Realizing the degree of her mistake, Great Mage Mirlie's face paled. One of the Saints of Death. She'd heard the stories of their massacres, the unending bloodshed that painted fields red. When she had been but a mere child, her parents told her nightmare inducing stories of the near-mythical Saints of Death.

They had been the vanguards of the Order of Solomon. The unbreakable defence of the nine black mages which once singlehandedly defeated entire nations.

She'd thought that they had all long passed away, they had only been warriors. Their lifespan should've longed ended yet one of the Saints of Death had completely overpowered her in a single movement.

Seeing the reaction on Mirlie's face, Lucius released his grip. Still reeling from her realization, Great Mage Mirlie fell onto the ground while gasping for air. In between breaths, she managed to mumble a few words,

"The... four... horsemen... have... returned..."

-

After Sev introduced the Shroud-Wights to Nora, he guided her out of the guestroom and into a large dining hall. The room long and narrow, massive pieces of artwork lined the walls. Distracting those who enter from the great table which had been perfectly hand-carved.

A large display of food lined the table, the aroma greeting Nora and Sev as they entered.

"If you wouldn't mind," gently Sev pulling out one of the many chairs alongside the table for Nora, "Lucius should be back soon enough, and soon after Mirlie and Percy should arrive..." contemplating something Sev paused, "Feel free to dig in.", then promptly seating himself across from Nora, he too began to enjoy the lavish food.

-

A few minutes into their dinner, the meal was disturbed...

*Boom*

The large front door of the mansion swang clean open, the pure force echoing throughout the mansion. The sound of a pair of hurried footsteps closely followed the disturbingly loud noise.

"Sev!" the feminine voice of Great Mage Mirlie called out, the signs of distress clearly instilled into every syllable.

Hearing the panicked voice of Mirlie, Sev immediately turned into an incorporeal black mass and raced towards the origin of the sound. Leaving Nora slightly worried and confused...

Deciding that she too should probably look into whatever was happening, she calmly stood from her chair and in polite etiquette pushed her chair neatly back into its original position. Before calmly walking towards the direction Sev rushed towards, following a faint trace of darkness particles left in his wake.

-

After a few twists and turns, Nora could see Great Mage Mirlie, Sev, and Lucius all gathered at the top of the staircase. Great Mage Mirlie hastily spoke, Nora only making out a few words, "-they took Percy..."

Realizing the severity of the situation, Nora no longer calmly walked and now quickly joined the group, interrupting and immediately asking the pressing question in her mind, "Who took Percy!?"

Seeing the expression on Nora's face, Great Mage Mirlie instantly recognized that although suppressed, the anger within Nora was already reaching its limits. The disappearance of one of the few people who she had come to trust and care for had majorly ticked her off.

"One of the four horsemen has been released, Nero the Horseman of Conquest, ambushed me, sparing me but stealing Percy from under my protection. The first of the seven seals is now free..."