[h2]Saber - Castle Tepes[/h2]

Saber stared at the immense gem for several moments. It was enormous, how exactly was Shadow Eternity planning to steal such a thing? It didn't even appear as if it could fit out of the door. Truthfully, the King of Knights had no idea what they were meant to be preventing when it came to an object of this size.

"I'm glad you're all impressed," said Queen Tepes with a cheerful smile. Well, at least until she noticed Gintoki quickly leaving. Saber, too, looked over her shoulder and reached out in a bid to stop him, but he was soon vanishing up the stairs. The blonde girl frowned as she watched her ally's departure. What was he doing, and why? Surely he knew that their job was important... while the torture chambers were... disconcerting, the Queen had assured them that it was no longer practiced under her rule. So, then, what was it?

Queen Tepes sighed. "Anette will go and get him. For now... I like the samurai's proposal! If you stay down here, Jack, Clark will provide what support he can."

There was still no explanation of Clark. "I haven't exactly gotten any strategies worked out for you, I don't know how you work, so it's probably best if you try and come up with something for yourselves. You can probably tell they're not trying to pick it up, the trick they tried to pull is putting teleportation transmitters on and around it to just warp it out. They obviously wouldn't be able to carry it.

Ah... there was the explanation. That was how they planned to steal it.

[h2]Kitchens - Castle Tepes[/h2]

The maids stared blankly, some peering out of hiding at Dante. They were all stunned into silence for a few moments. It was certainly an impressive display, but to what end none of them really knew. Eventually the white-haired maid stowed her handguns and bowed low before him.

"I apologize for the hostility. Are you from the you-em-em-ay?"

[h2]Outside Castle Tepes[/h2]

Abruptly, something seized Gintoki's shoulders. He was encountered by the stitch-bearing visage of the maid who had greeted them at the doorway, the ghostly maid still at the gates trying to figure out what to do about all the people who had suddenly show up.

Her expression deeply serious, the stitched maid stared deeply into his eyes, as if she was somehow firing lasers from them. Thankfully, no light and heat based destruction was wrought, and instead she made an incredibly serious demand for answers.

"Was her Highness so cute you couldn't take it?!"

... Wait, what?

[h2]Dlanor A. Knox, the Museum World[/h2]

Her opponent had fled.

She'd kill him sometime, anyway. Now Dlanor turned her eyes to the conflict nearby. Leaving a trail of blood as she walked towards them, her eyes were still wild as they fixed upon their opponent. Cinder Fall. The Red Key hummed as she raised it, the small girl poised to attack as she drew closer and closer.

"[color=ed1c24]You are OUTNUMBERED,[/color]" she began. It was truth in red, there was no way to deny that the witch-woman was alone, with only her potential summons to aid her. The rest was left unexplained. Part of Dlanor hoped that the woman did not surrender, hoped that she could bring the taste of death to her.