*There's a sound of stomping feet, as Titan moves through the town. He puts down a foot. Then he picks up the other, and puts it down. He can hear master Zargo whacking the back of his head, although he has no sense of feeling. Not really. Titan doesn't mind, however. His job is simple. When master Zargo tells him to pick something up, he picks it up. When master Zargo tells him to move something, he moves it. If master Zargo tells him to kill something, he kills it. Titan liked the simplicity of this. He thought about how simple things were, as he rumbled through the city, at his own, slow, pace.
He sees the death angel, and the new person, as he trudges through the city. The girl wasn't a death angel, though, even though she was. Or at least, she wasn't supposed to be, so Titan was supposed to call her a witch, but she wasn't a witch. Really, Titan didn't care, but he did what master Zardgo said. That was how his life worked. So he walked on, moving towards the not-death-angel-with-woman and the new person.
Zargo sighed in exasperation, as he berated the massive pile of junk again. "Move it, scrapheap! By the time we get there, they'll have died of old age! One step, two step, good, well done. You get the rythm. NOW DO IT FASTER!" Zargo gave his lumbering golem another wack with the scroll, although he knew it wouldn't do any good. The magic he'd applied to the golem hadn't gone as far as giving it senses. However, Zargo needed something to exact his frustration on. He had to check what had set off his aggression ward, he knew, but he had urgent studies. He wished he hadn't left his speed potion behind. It was only because of his frail legs that he didn't just jump off and RUN to the ward's location.
Finally, after the endless journey, Zargo saw the Death Angel girl and a newcomer. He checked his talisman, as he pointed it at the newcomer. Judging by the colors, it wasn't a human, and it had a death-type aura. Zargo grabbed his scroll, and quickly scribbled this down. He'd investigate further. After doing this, he wondered if the Death Angel had killed someone, and that had set off his ward. He'd been keeping close tabs on her ever since he discovered her identity, which had been about ten minutes ago. He'd set up wards to alert him to the presence of Angels, fearing that they'd come and get him. However, Zargo knew that if she'd killed someone, his death ward would have activated. So it seemed he was relatively safe. In any case, he couldn't let that deter him from seeking the origin of this disruption, and perhaps do a little bit of close-up research on the Angel as well.