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The assassin was a little surprised with the blue-haired sister’s response to him trying to convince the vampire to meet with them. Her little spiel on what they are or what happened prior to their arrival at the inn. True, they do not have absolute control over them and they are free to dismiss them as if it wasn’t a big deal, but these demonspawn are members of the deo’iel. And it is not often that you encounter members that are in the 6th circle of the organization, despite their reputation being well known. If there is any wisdom that they can partake on the trio, especially if it is related to the Fixer, then it is ideal to listen to what they have to say. He turned to the demonspawn, “While it is kind of you to say that we are free to finish the conversation, any of the information that relates to the Fi…” He paused, remembering that he has spoken that name before and what the sisters have said. [i]I have already let slip his name before.[/i] He unconsciously clenched his left hand, the fist brushing against the handle of the dirge. [i]I will not allow anyone else die by his hand because of me.[/i] “… to him, then it would certainly be appreciated.”

However, he heard the vampire pipe up and started walking towards the doorway. Ixion was taken by surprise when he brushed past the blue-haired demonspawn, his eyes visibly showing his surprise. [i]Not again,[/i] he thought, remembering that the vampire had done a similar thing with the guards prior to coming here. He remembered his masked compatriot also doing a similar thing when confronting the Fixer prior to learning the latter’s identity. [i]He has no idea on the concept of rationality or intelligence that would help against a common enemy.[/i] He had tried almost everything to get through to them to realize that behaving irrationally would get him into trouble ranging from the illusion he cast to flat out knocking him out with the butt of his dagger with his manipulation magic. Despite knowing that he knocked the vampire out and is still irrational, Ixion had thought about doing everyone the favour in putting the man down once and for all. But whilst the guards still needing to question them about what happened earlier, killing the vampire outright would seem like a last resort. The urgency in the more-human deo’iel’s voice confirmed that something needed to be done.

Suddenly everything shook, nearly throwing Ixion off of his feet. As it took a moment for him to process what had happened, there was a pillar of stone in front of the vampire. It was another moment later when he felt at least half a dozen little stabbing pains all over his body. He looked down and noticed the splinters that have managed to embed in his body. Luckily, none of them were fatal or crippling, but it was enough to send a flame of anger in the assassin. The vampire had gone too far this time and simply leaving his behaviour unchecked or partially sorted isn’t going to cut it any more. He had noted I’on beginning casting something which resulted in his gauntlets going. He felt the wave of calming energy wash over him as soon as the wall began to form. Unfortunately for the penin, the assassin had felt this magic before and knew what it does. While he allowed for the magic to wash over him in a sense of calm, the irrationality from the vampire was still in his mind. While the penin spoke harshly towards the vampire, it still was in his mind on what was to be done. Reluctantly, his left hand reached for one of his throwing knifes. Initially, his right hand was to reach the familiar grip of his modified kama, he instead reached for the dirge. If it wasn’t for the fact that what he wanted to do to get his message through to the masked man’s head in such close quarters, the kama would have been used no questions asked. He turned to the penin, fire within his eyes. “I’m sorry to cause some hassle again,” his started, a cold, calculating tone in his voice that was oddly without its usual rasping tone. “But this madness has to end now.”

Without waiting for a retort from either the blue-haired deo’iel or from I’on, the assassin disappeared into thin air. It was fortunate for him that he memorized the image of the scene prior to the pillar/wall was created. He reappeared again behind the vampire, though what he does next depended on the state that the vampire was in after the pillar. If the vampire simply staggers, the assassin would have stepped up to him, the dagger in his left hand aiming right at the vampire’s left kidney, his entire left arm attempting to wrap around the target’s arm to disable its use. The dirge in his right hand would have been brought up to the vampire’s neck, the skull hilt pressing on the right side of the neck. If the vampire had been knocked down from the force of the impact, he would step over and press his right heel into the vampire’s wrist, rendering it useless to move. The tip of the dirge would then be pointed at the target’s Adam’s apple. Either way would produce the same result: the dirge digging right into the vampire’s neck and ready to draw blood should he struggle. “Now listen and listen well,” he spat, his rage visible in his eyes. “You have caused far too much trouble in the past couple of hours due to you being incompetent in thinking rationally. I am tempted on ceasing your existence right here and now, especially since I know how to deal with your kind and despite my condition.” While the ambiguity of the last sentence could have meant irrational people, but since the masked man knew that his identity as a vampire was known to the assassin that this was the meaning he meant. Ixion had dealt with vampires before, though they were a challenge, so another one was not going to hassle him too much. “However, since I know that we have a common enemy in [u]him[/u] and your abilities are needed to defeat him, I am not planning on cutting your life short and meet Death himself. But heed this as my ultimatum; cease this behaviour now or the next time, regardless of which deity you serve, you will end up lifeless in the gutter. Do I make myself clear?”