When Felice found her friends, they had apparently just stopped some people from killing themselves, so Felice missed the chance to see everyone using their powers. Tracy seemed to have it the worst off though since she looked like she was about to throw up...But thankfully she didn't. Felice was going to say something to her but then Tracy said she was done, and that combined with the kind of creepy smile that appeared on her face a few seconds later, prompted Felice just to move on to other things.
"Yeah, I'll tell you about Julia and my new theories later." Felice told Ancia and the others before turning to look in a certain direction. "As for finding the lair..." Felice closed her eyes and concentrated. She didn't pick up anything but the sounds of energy from her friends around her for a minute or so. But then suddenly, like someone just pressed play on stereo, Felice heard it. It was louder then before, and...was worse then before as well. Like the screeching of violins had joined the chorus of nails on chalk board. Felice only had a gut feeling that this was what the warlock sounded like, and it wasn't like she could ask Dora if she was correct in assuming since Dora couldn't hear what she did. So Felice just had to go on gut instinct.
"I...I got it. C'mon." She said as she started to lead them to where the sound was coming from. The closer Felice got to where the lair entrance was, the worse the sound became as more and more horrible noises were added to the the song that was coming from the entrance to the lair. Felice could start to feel something else...A sense of dread and fear. A sense that if anything in the lair got her, it would enjoy seeing her in pain, enjoy seeing her die a slow and agonizing death. A sense that inside was a creature of pure evil... It got so bad that at one point she had to stop completely. She covered her face with her hands and tried to take deep breaths. And that's when the sound of the lair's energy quieted, being drowned out by the sounds of the energy of those around her, her friends. Felice looked up at them and smiled a little. She wasn't alone in this, her friends would be by her side. With a nod to herself she continued on.
Finally she lead them through some alley ways and stopped when she saw it. The entrance to the Warlock's lair. It looked kind of like a black hole, or maybe a black Whirlpool, slowly rotating and it felt like if you stood to close, it would suck you right in... "This is it. The entrance to the lair...I think the Warlock is somewhere inside..." Felice told the group.
