~remember, some of you were sent information as to what you know about the Mullo and Hel via PM a while back...~
Coventry Circus Grounds... It was less than an hour ago that they had entered the circus, intent on avenging Andromeda's father. It was less than an hour ago that so many people were still alive, their minds filled with idealized notions of justice and righteousness. Yet now, both of Sal Aldrich's children are dead. Folly's only surviving family member, beyond her cousin that James had met with, has died. Strong, someone who cared for Lilith fiercely, dead. October, someone similar to a sister to Carolina, dead. Liam and Aloise, who perhaps could have been something more, dead. The O.M.E.N. agents-- dead. Seraphina and Emmie -- dead. Alexander, the first victim, dead. While this may not be as well remembered as the Altsoba Massacre, that doesn't mean the blood doesn't stain the pavement. The blood seeps into the ground, poisoning the soil.
Yet there is still more blood to spill. We have not yet finished. You have not yet met the person behind all of Mephistopheles' plans. She is coming, my children, she is coming for you have risen
Hel. The fabric of reality itself is being torn and broken, remade and then ripped once more. First the kumakatok and now the mullo - these are both symptoms of the larger problem.
Hel is coming.
Folly glanced back at Lilith. In romani culture, names have power. Many people are not told of their true name until they reach adulthood. And as for the dead, often times their names are not repeated, as to avoid disturbing their rest. "I don't know...We call her
Curse. But her actual name is a mystery. Names have power in my culture."
Fortunately, Seraphina was successful in prying the mullo off of Lilith. For a moment, the creature stilled as the angel attempted to smite her, but once the intense white light from Seraphina's attack faded, the mullo was still there. Her movements were a little slowed and sluggish, but it wouldn't be long before she was back at full strength. The mullo seemed to notice Katsumi's hesitation and like an attack dog, it bounded over towards the woman. Ready or not, here she comes!
As for Aloise, the ex-marine has no pulse. If Eudora is lucky, the healing spell may work. It is powerful enough to resurrect a human being, but the odds of it succeeding decrease exponentially the longer the individual has been deceased. For Aloise, she had already been dead for minutes. It wasn't likely to be successful but...
"Language," Aloise croaked, gasping as her eyes shot open.
In the midst of James' charge, the mullo had already changed directions and targets. However, his phone would begin to buzz and ring, indicating at least twelve missed calls. But bizarrely, only James' phone would work. Every other phone in the room had lost signal, but his had regained it. Who knew how long it'd last for - perhaps he could call in back-up. Of course, when he looked at his phone, the missed calls were from two people: Edwina Fairfax and then a representative from MI13. Each had left several voicemails.
"How is your phone working?" Folly asked, hearing the noise.
Outside of Coventry... Guin snorted. "Right. You're not on the run. You're just on the run," Guin commented. But she was rather certain in
not wanting to go to Coventry. There were people looking for her and she didn't feel like being found yet. It was why she had given her cards to Carolina - they'd follow the purchase trail and keep off her scent for a little while. "I'm gonna have to pass on that. Hard pass. But you go on ahead."
