[Doctor Montmartre's Outpatient Office: Monoceros Keep General Hospital Outpatient Area: 8:10 AM, 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

A Darsani human-elf hybrid man in his late twenties with his dark spiky locks and with a fair complexion sat beside his full blooded human uncle who was in his late fifties and wearing a long white tunic. They waited in the outpatient queue since the physicians on duty were preparing themselves before meeting their assigned patients.

" Emir, doktorumla görüşmem ne kadar sürer? (Emir, how long is this going to take to see my doctor?) " his older relative asked with concern in Fao dialect.

" Amca, doktorun kim? (Uncle, who is your doctor?) " Emir responded.

" Doktor Severin. Seninkilerden naber? (It's Doctor Severin. How about yours?) "

" Benimki, Doktor Montmartre. Artık her an gelebilirler. (Mine, it's Doctor Montmartre. They'll be coming anytime now.) "

A cardiologist in his late fifties with jet black and greying hair held a file folder and called a patient's name, " Monsieur Shahan Sahin. "

" That would be me, Doktor Severin, Bonjour! " the older Darsani man replied and turned to his half-elven nephew. " Emir, işin bitince beni burada bekle.(Emir, just wait for me here once you're done.) "

" Elbette. (Sure.) "

Uncle Shahan had stood up from his seat and entered the cardiologist's office. Emir waited for his turn to meet the general practitioner and saw him who was a bespectacled, blonde moustached man. He was taller than him in a few inches. Like Doctor Severin, Doctor Montmartre was also holding a file folder and calling his first patient.

" Monsieur Emir Sahin. "

Emir rose from his seat, yet he was feeling a sudden discomfort from his right arm, especially the elbow. He managed to smile at his physician despite the pain.

" Bonjour, Doktor Montmartre. Thank you for calling me. "

" Bonjour, Monsieur Sahin. Please enter and have a seat, " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor smiled back and ushered him.

" Thank you, I mean, Merci. I'm just learning to speak a few phrases in Franken, " Emir politely spoke and sat down on a chair upon entering.

" It's nice to hear that from you. So, how can I help? "

" Doktor, I'm still having a sudden pain on my right arm, " the Darsani patient answered and felt too much discomfort.

" So, when did it occur? " Amnon asked.

" Just this morning, when I started stretching and exercising, I felt like a sudden tingling from my right elbow. "

" Rate it from one to ten, how painful is your right elbow? "

" Around five. "

" So, it's a moderate pain, " the general practitioner answered and wrote the patient's response on the medical abstract paper. " Have you experienced this pain before? "

" Not really. I've been very careful with my exercises and training for martial arts ever since when I was in Beirun. Then, I continued the same thing when I got myself into Odyssea Academy for four years. This is the first time that I have felt too painful. "

" How exactly were you moving when the injury occurred? " Amnon asked.

" More like I was raising my both arms upward with my staff and then I felt a tingling sensation on my right. But days before the pain started, I was helping my uncle and aunt's Darsani restaurant business which I have been carrying a load of food items and doing some manual labour. "

" I see, " he replied. " I just need to check the affected part first, if you may? "

" Okay, " Emir nodded, removed his jacket, and pulled his right sleeves, showing his doctor the swollen elbow.

Amnon closely looked at it and said, " I'll be doing some tests. So, kindly put your right forearm forward in pronate position. "

Emir followed what the doctor instructed him. Amnon stood up and placed his artificial right hand on the common extensor tendon and his normal left hand one hand on the middle finger in a neutral position.

" Kindly extend the middle finger from your right arm, " he instructed.

The Darsani patient followed and winced in extreme pain. Amnon wrote the result of the first test on the abstract paper. Emir looked at his physician and anticipated for the next instruction.

" Monsieur Sahin, please remain your right arm in pronate position, extend your wrist, and make a fist, " he instructed. Emir nodded again when Amnon held his patient's right hand and palpating the elbow's lateral epicondyle. Then, he said, " Kindly move your wrist upward. "

Emir followed and moved his wrist upward when he winced and angrily gritted his teeth. He loudly yelled in pain, " Ah! Kahretsin, bu acıtıyor! (Ouch! Crap, that hurts!) "

Amnon curiously tilted his head and cocked his eyebrows, becoming lost in translation from his Darsani patient's reaction. He fixed his glasses, remained dumbfounded, and instantly parted from his patient.

" Ah...je suis dèsole, monsieur...I mean I'm sorry..." he nervously paused.

" No, it's okay, Doktor! You're just doing your job! " Emir wryly grinned and made a sweatbead. " I'm the one who should apologise to you! Look, it's just a spur of the moment that I just exclaimed in my dialect. "

" So, you're from another Darsani tribe or clan? "

" Yes! I'm from the Fao tribe. I know how to speak main Darsani language and Fao dialect. "

" Nice, we'll talk about that one later, " Amnon nodded, wrote his diagnosis, and explained. " So, this is clearly you have been recently suffering from lateral epicondylitis. "

" What is that? " Emir curiously asked.

" It is a condition that can result from overuse of the muscles and tendons in the elbow. It comes from the cord-like tissues or tendons of your forearm muscles connected to the bony bump on the outside of your elbow. So, that pain has extended upto your forearm and wrist. "

" If that's the case, those activities that I have been done can cause so much pain. "

" Oui, spot on. "

" Doktor, what should I do and expect on this one? " Emir asked with concern.

Amnon held his pen on his left hand as he was preparing himself to write down any perscription. Then, he answered, " Well, if the symptoms become severe for six to twelve months, I would refer you to an orthopedic surgeon in removing the damaged tissue. "

" Well, I don't think it's a good idea, " the Darsani patient nervously grinned.

" Afraid of needles and any objects invading your body? "

" I guess so. Also, I believe surgery is very expensive nowadays. My family can't afford to get one. "

" Before we come up to that, you will need to have an X-ray imaging of your right elbow and forearm. Before we can come up with further treatment or getting physical therapy for further exercises. "

" Right, that's understandable, " Emir replied.

" For now, I would I perscribe to you is ibuprofen tablets at 500 milligrams. Please take it twice a day after meals. Rest, your forearm, and apply cold compress for 15 minutes at 3 to 4 times a day. You can also try applying Ouranist bandages for five days, " the general practitioner said, wrote the perscription, and gave it to his patient. " The X-ray room is on the ground floor near the laboratory if you like to proceed today. Also, you may head to the pharmacy on the same floor."

" Thank you, Doktor. I will. " the Darsani patient nodded and received his perscription, carefully reading it.

" Do you have any questions? "

" Doktor Montmartre, do electric spells work on this lateral epicond...epicondial..."

" Epicondylitis? " Amnon continued the thought.

" Yes, " Emir nodded. " It's just the medications are useful and effective. Surgery is not an option to me. "

" Hmmm, there is one procedure that I have thought of, " the Akrovian-Foranean nonchalanty replied and placed down his pen. " This can also contribute for the gradual healing of your elbow tissues and forearm muscles. "

" What's that? "

Amnon stood up and snapped his both fingers in casting Bio-Shock for 12 volts. Both of his hands were electrified in bluish-white radiance when he placed them on the forearm and the elbow. Emir widened his eyes in awe and smiled when he also casted a spell to contribute the bioelectric stimulation.

" İnanılmaz! (Amazing!) " the younger Odyssea Academy alumnus happily exclaimed. " I felt very energised, Doktor Montmartre. Merci! "

" Dè rien. (You're welcome.), " the general practitioner smiled and reminded. " In case you experience the same symptoms, you will need to take your medication as well as your X-ray imaging. "

" I will, Doktor. Thank you, " Emir nodded and recalled. " I believe I have seen you before in Odyssea Academy. Were you the head physician in Asclepius? "

" I was. I just resigned over a month ago and worked here instead, " Amnon replied. " I used to be an alumnus for pre-medical studies. "

" İlginç. (Interesting.) You were very busy at that time when I saw you there. I just graduated this year. Anyway, your bioelectric spells seem to be very useful just like mine. Do you happen to be related to the Blue Knight in some way? It seems like you and him have the same magical powers. "

The general practitioner became nervously dead silent and cocked his eyebrows, while fixing his eyeglasses. Still, he didn't want to disclose his alter-ego to anyone. Emir curiously tilted his head and waited for his doctor's response. Amnon was composing his thoughts in order to preventing himself from blurting out.

" He's just my hired stay-out bodyguard and majordomo, " he broke his silence and grinned, making an excuse.

" Like your assistant and protector? " Emir curiously asked and moved his head to and fro. " But I don't really see him, Doktor Montmartre, where is he? "

" He can be anywhere and comes around if something happens to me. My wife became really concerned about me when I lost my right hand in St. Essa. So, we decided to add another househelp for our own safety. These days are becoming dangerously difficult."

" Understandable, " he nodded and played along, even he wasn't convinced at that response. Then, he changed the topic and said, " Well then, Doktor. I'll make sure to get my X-ray and medications until the next visit. My uncle might be finished with his consultation from his cardiologist. He will be waiting for me. "

" Good. If ever you need Bio-Shock therapy, just let me know on your next visit. "

" I will. Merci beaucoup, Doktor Montmartre. " Emir stood up and shook hands with his physician.

" Dè rien, monsieur Sahin. (You're welcome, monsieur.) " Amnon responded and smiled. " I'll see you for your next check-up. "

The Darsani patient nodded and smiled back when he left the office. Amnon sighed in relief and picked up another file case. He stepped out and looked at the succeeding patients. Just then, he saw the elderly Aulian patient whom he had met from his clinic days. It was the same old pervert who offered him some extra special magazines.

" Oh, no! Not him again! What on Iliad does he want?! I thought he's already settled in St. Essa for good! " Amnon dreadfully thought and grinned, inhibiting his disgust to the next patient and calling his name. " Monsieur Hector Bronco. Please come in. "

" Bonjour! It's good to see you again, Doc! I'm sorry I heard of what happened in your clinic last month. Thank goodness, I'm able to find you, " Bronco said.

" Please come in, " Amnon replied and ushered him, offering his patient to sit down. Then, he asked, " So, how was your treatment from your previous condition? "

" I am much better now than before, Doc, " the elderly Aulian man smiled confidently. " I quit smoking as I can breathe clearly. "

" Good, I assume you have seen a pulmonologist back in St. Essa? "

" Yes, " Bronco nodded. " He just agreed with your referral and recommendation without any second opinion. I followed the treatment. I'm totally cleared. This is my second time to travel Foranea as I enjoyed the trip without coughing or difficulty of breathing, but I easily got tired, felt very weak, and sometimes I became too feverish. My joints have become very aching and reddish. "

" When did you experience these symptoms? " Amnon asked and kept writing his patient's responses.

" About a week ago when I came here. "

" Do you have a family history for the same condition as yours? "

" I think so. It looks like I have inherited it from my father and my mother side, " Bronco answered and felt a sudden discomfort from his knees and fingers. Then, he moaned in tremendous pain. " Oh, cielo! Ci risiamo! (Oh, Heavens! Here we go again!) "

" Mind if I could see your fingers first before I check your reflexes? " Amnon asked.

The elderly Aulian patient nodded and showed his both hands to him. His fingers were oddly dislocated as the finger joints were swelling. Bronco tried to move them and moaned in tremendous pain. Amnon understood of the senior's medical condition and wrote his first observation on the abstract.

" From one to ten, how painful? "

" Eight. "

" It's moderately severe, " the general practitioner remarked and took his small metallic reflex hammer with red plastic head. " I'll go ahead and check your joint reflexes. "

Bronco nodded when Amnon gently tapped the knees, the elbows, and the shoulders. The elderly patient moaned in discomfort once again and frowned. His doctor placed down the hammer and wrote his second observations.

" Can you stand up and walk or bend your knees? " he politely asked.

Bronco stood up and moaned again, holding his waist and tried bending his left knee. Still, he was in tremendous pain and even walking. Amnon looked at the patient again and wrote the third observation.

" Okay, that's it. You may sit down, monsieur. "

" Doc, is there anything to make it go away instantly? What on Iliad is this? " he asked anxiously.

" You're experiencing signs and symptoms of rheumatoid arthritis. It's an autoimmune disease that mostly affects joints, " Amnon answered. " Your age, genes, smoking, and previous lung disease are the factors for getting this condition. There's no cure for this illness. "

" Maledizione! (Damn!) " Bronco heavily sighed and gloomily admitted. " So, this is what I am getting from being a bad boy in the past. First, it's broncopneumonia. Now, this! Is there anyway I could be treated for the meantime? "

" Well, you can undergo X-ray and blood tests to rule out the severity and pain management. So, you might consider a follow-up consultation witn me once you have the results, " the doctor replied and wrote his recommendation and perscription, giving it to him. " Sulfasalazine and Aspirin. Sulfasalazine should be taken once a day after meal. Aspirin will be twice a day for every six hours. "

The elderly patient received the paperwork, intently read, and nodded. " Understood, Doc. I have to do the tests tomorrow and buy the medication at the pharmacy while I'm here in your country. "

" So, will you return to St. Essa? "

" No. My oldest son, Niccolò who lives here has decided to take care of me since I lost my dear wife many years ago. He told me that my daughter-in-law and grandchildren will look after me, " Bronco answered.

" Good, " Amnon affirmed and queried. " How about your 'on the side business?' "

" Niccolò and his wife, Julia, just found out and nagged me for that. They are bothered of what I have been doing after leaving the mafia. They have told me that I will be staying here for good and never bothering myself with those things anymore. "

Amnon heard his patient's sudden change of lifestyle and decision which he smiled and sighed in relief. Then, he happily thought, " Oh, thank Heavens! You are now aware of yourself and making a change to go against perversion and lust! "

" I have a very big problem, Doc, " the elderly man sadly sighed.

" Is this related to your medical condition, monsieur Bronco? "

" No, it's not only that. I'm very worried of my youngest son, Leonardo. He has followed my footsteps for being a dangerous gangster in Aulia before. Now, he's going to Foranea and meeting another underground Aulian-Foranean mafia. "

" What is it then? "

" It's a mafia name called, 'Famiglia Roccia.' I used to be friends with the mafia boss, Tuma Marchetti, a very long time ago. But now, Tuma has become very sinister and domineering. It's something that changed him which I do not understand, Doc."

" Have you spoken to the Aulian or Foranean police before? " Amnon asked with concern.

" Not yet, Doc. I'm so afraid that I will be hunted by them and Leonardo will betray me. If ever, you encounter him here at the hospital, please call the police and let them deal with him. I want to speak and reason to my son when he gets apprehended, " Bronco humbly requested.

" Monsieur Bronco, it would be better if you and Niccoló should report Leonardo's crimes to them immediately. You might even not know what has gotten to him, " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor reminded. " I'll see what I can do. I'm going to inform my friends from the Dread Wolves Tribe and the Foranean Police as well as the Blue Knight. At least, they will be aware of the underground mafia and what action they can take. For now, you need to get treated and handle pain management. "

" Gratzie, Doc...I mean, Merci beaucoup, Doc. "

[Monoceros Keep Police Department: 9:30 AM, 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

Tier and Shemlock gathered all the pieces of evidences of the series of the recent village attacks and the University of Foranea riot since yesterday. The Aldernian detective wrote other possible suspects linked to the unfortunate events. They had gathered witnesses' testimonies from the other officers from the towns outside Monoceros Keep. No one could had a clue of who did it.

" Ninety-nine percent had no idea who's responsible for the terrors in the past few days, " the detective surmised. " I'm thinking the Umbral Cult is getting more discrete and dangerous than ever unless if they have someone using hypnotic spells and made them forget the situation."

" This could be the work of the Ordrè de Damocles. With both of these groups in an alliance, they're more stronger than ever before, " Tier said to Shemlock.

" Definitely, " he nodded and picked up a monochrome image of a dark cloaked man from the streets of Sainte-Rose taken a four days ago after the incident in University of Foranea. Then, he picked up another image of the same man peeking at the campus riot. " Tier, did you see a familiar man in these pictures? He looks uncanny to the Grim Reaper in some legends. "

Then, there was another image of the cloaked man talking to a Chergarian Leanan Sidhe somewhere in the town of Martinnois.

" I don't recognize the cloaked man but I received reports of the Blue Knight and his allies defeating an Umbral being hypnotizing fraternity students, " Tier answered.

" I assume that this mystery man is no longer with us, " Shemlock replied and deduced. " By the looks of it, he lived before the Age of Feudalism. Being an influenced by an Umbral for his longetivity and any powers of the Dark magic. He won't survive in the fight against the Blue Knight and his group. The Case of Cloaked Terrorist is already closed. "

" Correct. But we survived one storm there still many more to survive from, " Tier added.

" I understood you have a detractor of the Ordrè de Damokles," he reminded and queried. " Is he imprisoned? "

" Oui. The Ordrè defector name is Chirox Friedrich. A deal was made with him. In exchange for giving us more information and testifying against both Umbral organizations, he'll have visitation privileges, protective custody, and his family will be brought safely to live in Foranea now, " Tier explained to Shemlock.

" Bring him in, " the detective ordered and looked at the other paperworks for Chirox. " He has some related correspondences to bring up. "

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door which it turned out to be a lady dwarven police officer. Shemlock opened the door.

" Vous pouvez entrer. (You may enter.), " Tier said to his fellow officer.

" Messieurs, avez-vous besoin de quelque chose? (Sirs, do you need something?) " she asked and entered.

" Il faudra que nous ayons un mot avec monsieur Friedrich le plus tôt possible. (We'll need to have a word with monsieur Friedrich as soon as possible.) " he ordered.

" Oui, " the dwarven policewoman nodded. " Je vais l'avoir tout de suite. Il est juste occupé à nettoyer les toilettes des hommes, dans le cadre de son devoir. Je vais demander aux autres hommes de vous l'amener. (I'll get him right away. He's just busy cleaning in the men's restroom as his duty. I'll ask the other men to bring him to you.) "

" Merci, " Tier told his officer.

" Dè rien. "

The officer had left as Shemlock looked at his Foranean counterpart and mused, " So, Chief Inspector Dubois approved of your plans in bringing Mr. Friedrich as a witness. "

" That's excellent news, I was afraid my requests would've been denied. Especially, with Foranea continuing to deteriorate, " Tier said with concern.

" Well, your supportive paperworks have already convinced your boss, Tier. "

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door which the two men heard and turned their attention.

" Messieurs, nous avons monsieur Friedrich avec nous. Nous attendrons qu'il reprenne ses fonctions. (Messieurs, we have monsieur Friedrich with us. We'll wait for him to return to his duties.) " a male voice echoed.

" Amenez-le (Bring him in), " Tier told his officers in Franken.

The male officers opened the door and let the prisoner-volunteer enter the office. Chirox was still in his striped prisoner clothes. Shemlock intently looked at the Chergarian man in his forties observing him. Chirox looked uncomfortable and sweating to the Aldernian detective's intimidating glare.

" Bonjour, Herr Inspektor, you need to see me? " he nervously asked.

" Oui, me and detective Homes wanted to discuss if you had more information on the Umbral organizations for us, " Tier answered.

The Chergarian man nodded and still looked uncomfortable to confront the greatest detective-mage in Alderny. He was sitting down and nervously gulping, avoiding his attention.

" You seem very anxious to meet me, Mister Friedrich. Your high adrenaline levels make you feel that way. By your appearance and background, you were part of the Chergaria's Heer and used to be a high ranking officer. After the Robanian invasion, you left your country and family for another easy money schemes from an illegal recruiter and ended up as a hitman for the Umbral Cult's extremist faction. Somehow, you are longing to see your family and planning to go on a therapy. " Shemlock deduced.

" W-Wunderbar! H-How on Iliad did you know?! " Chirox gasped in shock.

" I just looked over your files, Captain Friedrich before Inspector Sauveterre showed me the recent cases. " the detective intently smirked and winked at him.

" Herr Inspektor. Is he going to observe for now? "

" You don't need to be afraid of monsieur Holmes. We just want more information on the Ordrè de Damocles. Foranea is deteriorating into chaos and fast. If we fail to stop them, they'll be in control of everything including the police. My department won't be able to protect you and your family anymore if that happens, " Tier truthfully said to Chirox.

" Ja, " he nodded. " You just have pictures of the man named Darkvile and the one who was my former subordinate. " Chirox pointed out the image of the cloaked man and the Chergarian Leanan Sidhe. " His name is Hans Malter. "

" Who is this Malter? How do you know him? " Tier curiously asked.

" He's from the Leanan Sidhe race. Everyone knows they can entice the opposite sex, drain their contact person's life energy, and shorten span, but Hans has violent tendencies by using geomancy and explosives spells. This Sidhe can trap his victims through an earthquake and any earth formation plots, then he drains their life energies. "

" So, a vampiric like fae-folk with disastrous intentions, " Shemlock mused.

" Ja, you can say that, Herr Homes. Everytime Hans absorbs the life energies, he can retain his youthful appearance. Then, his magical abilities will be more powerful than he used to. "

" Magical abilities? You're saying that this Hans Malter is a mage of some kind? " Tier asked with concern.

" Ja. A geomancer with the elements of a destructive earthquake and volcanic activity. The Umbral Noble Charybdis might like this Sidhe. "

" The androgynous Umbral god-child of Death and Destruction, you mean? "

" Exactly, Herr Homes. You need to be careful in dealing with Hans. He can kill everyone. Way back in my Heer days, I knew him as a short tempered and trigger happy one. He insisted himself to explode the entire Robania without the Luftwaffe's help. "

" Anyone else aside from Malter? " Shemlock asked.

" I need a piece of paper and a pen, mein Herren, " Chirox politely requested. " I will give you their names. "

" You remind me of Miss Felsong, Mister Friedrich. "

" Is she defector too? "

" Indeed, she is. "

Tier sighed in concern with what Chirox told them, " Par les dieux divins (By the divine gods). This isn't good at all. Odrè de Damocles basically has an powerful weapon in Hans Malter."

" Herr Sauveterre, most of us are trained to be an Übermensch, but we are forced to worship the Umbral Gods and meet Frau Sheeva and her siblings. They are the ones who perform the ritual in selling our souls to them, especially to Damocles. "

Shemlock handed the Chergarian prisoner-volunteer some pieces of paper and a pen. Chirox began writing the names of the Ordrè members which he had known.

- Nidhiki Hethiss (arrested)
- Antroz Weber (arrested)
- Roodaka Adder
- Tridax Jodl
- Vamprah Chernoff
- Icarax Gerlach
- Dr. Mutran Günther
- Spiriah Leopold Reinhart (still in Chergaria)
- Jack Skinner
- Rosemary Valentine
- Errol Black
- Crimson Dagger (not his real name)
- Barry Crawford
- Alfred Wesker (still in Chergaria)
- Riki Vonku (newly recruited)
- Tanya McGonigle
- Cheshire La Violette
- Tsirhc Itna
- Lamprey Moriarty-Itna
- Jestor the Mad Clown
- Grilda Sokolova
- Hans Malter
- Members of Familia Roccia
- Kasius Tucker

" I know you all need more..." Chirox said. " I'll write as much as I can know off. "

Sheeva's siblings:
- Sheeva
- Marcus
- Krekka
- Levriax
- Hungar
- Hollow
- Gorhax
- Fear

Ordrè de Damokles masterminds:
1. Lady Sheeva of the main Umbral Cult
2. Dr. Tarok Gordan (in Chergaria)
3. Senator Valfor Neforie and his colleagues
4. Taktik Höllegard (in Chergaria)
5. Tsirhc Itna

Chirox handed the two men those papers and said, " There, you have all what you needed. Itna still recruits new Ordrè members. But be careful with them, they can outwit anyone and trap them. Now, think of them as a mad criminal syndicate aside from being an Umbral Cult. "

" Merci, Chirox. This will help us greatly in the coming investigations, " Tier stressfully sighed. "If only we had more people to assist us in stopping the Umbral organizations."

" De rien, mein Herr, " the former Chergarian Army captain nodded. " My Umbral magic is already null and void in defeating them, but if only I could wiretap, interfere their radio signals and active telecommunication devices, or codebreak any relevant information. I wish to do that. "

" You're a cypher, I presume? " Shemlock asked.

" Ja, Herr Homes. I was a telecommunications engineer and master codebreaker back in the Heer, " he replied and sadly replied. " I'm not sure if you need my skills here. I just need to see my family and seek professional help aside from giving you some information about them. " Then, he looked at Tier and said, " Herr Inspektor, you already know I am a mentally distressed man according to Doktor Montmartre. The Ordrè has given me so much pain. "

" You will, but if you wish for your family to be safe forever in Foranea. You must help us anyway you can. We need more people in stopping the Umbral organizations. You won't completely heal from your mental pain until they're defeated. If Nerorie become president, he'll destroy Foranea and you won't be able to escape his influence again."

" Danke schön, Herr Sauveterre, Herr Homes. I'll see what I can do to utilise my skills as a telecommunications engineer. You need my help then, ja? " he sincerely smiled at the two. " I just need to check your telephones and transmitter radio equipment. Let me see if I can enhance your devices so we can start this. I also need to check your telephone wires and cables if they are properly connected and needed to be fixed. I'll share my capabilities back in the Heer. "

" Merci, " Tier gratefully said.

" I just finished my janitorial duties. I hope your subordinates know where the engineering room or area for your telephone or radio is located. I might do a thorough inspection on this one first. "

" Speaking of your family, Mister Friedrich, it seems like Inspector Sauveterre has some good news, " Shemlock mused.

" Vraiment? Wirklich? (Really?) "

" You've been scheduled an meeting with Dr. Lestrade and Madame DuQuesne for joint legal and psychiatric purposes. Consul Schneider had talked to me and Chief Inspecteur as well. Your family has been informed of your whereabouts and they're on their way to Foranea, " Tier explained.

" Meine Götter! (My Gods!) " Chirox exclaimed and widened his eyes in shock and disbelief. " Est-ce vrai?! (Is this true?!) "

" Oui, c'est vrai (Yes, it is), " the phooka police inspector smiled at Chirox.

The former Chergarian Army captain wept for joy and smiled, " Danke schön, Herr Sauveterre, Herr Homes! Ivo and Doktor Montmartre were both right! I should never give up! Je peux enfin voir Maria, Dina, et Otto arriver ! Merci beaucoup! (I can finally see Maria, Dina, and Otto coming! Thank you so much!) "

" De rien (You're welcome), " Tier said to Chirox in Franken.

" You're no longer a criminal, Mister Friedrich. You can live without the Ordrè de Damokles bantering you. " the Aldernian detective remarked.

" Ja wohl. Indeed. " he nodded and wiped his tears on his face with a tissue.

[Room 2019, Second Floor, Monoceros Keep General Hospital,
3:30 PM, 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

Dr. Glenda Montmartre was carrying her little daughter as she was still napping in her arms. She noticed her husband had just arrived from his outpatient duty, entered, gently kissed her cheeks, and silently pecked the baby's forehead.

" She's still sleeping? " Amnon asked in whisper.

" Yeah, " Glenda nodded and lowly replied. " Emie has been drinking too much milk after lunch. I changed her diapers since she just withdrew before she took a nap. "

" She's a growing girl, " he nodded.

" Oh, Torsten and Annika just dropped around 10 in the morning before Marie and Pierre came to visit me at lunch, " the blonde Elandric-Foranean pediatrician reminded. " If you noticed some stuff and gifts for Emie. "

Amnon turned to the other table and got surprised to see more gifts and goodies for their daughter. Then, he exclaimed in Luski, " O, Bozhe moy! Eto slishkom mnogo! (Oh my goodness! This is too much!) "

Glenda shushed her husband when Emie instantly woke up from her two hour sleep. Amnon sighed to his embarassment, saw, and heard his daughter cooing at him.

" Thanks for your Luski alarm clock, Cheesecake! " she joked and chuckled. " Our malyshka has awakened! "

Amnon carried his baby into his arms, smiled at her, and said, " Bonjour, ma pètite fille. You enjoyed your nap time with your mother? "

Emie smiled at her father and cooed in greeting which she was pleased to see him. Glenda sighed in joy and saw the father and daughter bond in them.

" She has been looking for you this morning, " the blonde pediatrician said. " She thought you had disappeared. "

" No, I was on duty, " he chuckled and kissed his daughter's forehead. " Do you think I just vanished into thin air using magic? Is that possible? "

Emie felt tickled and laughed at her father which Amnon kept kissing her forehead. Then, he reminded something to his wife when her daughter stopped laughing and curiously looked at him.

" I spoke to a fellow pediatrician, Docteur Montparnasse after my last patient, " Amnon said. " She will schedule Emie's check up tomorrow afternoon. You may observe as well. "

" I have been waiting for that schedule from yesterday, but I guess meeting her tomorrow will be fine, " she replied.

Suddenly, there was knock on the door when the general practitioner opened it. It was his Uncle Blokk who appeared on the doorway. He was wearing a sad smile and holding a stuffed teddy bear for his little grandniece and a basket of fruits for her parents. Amnon gestured his uncle to get inside and place the gifts on the table. He entered the room and sat down on his chair.

" Privyet, Dyadya Blokk! " Amnon warmly greeted him in Luski and carried Emie in his arms. " My ne ozhidali, chto vy priyekhali. (We didn't expect that you have arrived.) "

" Privyet, Amnoshka! (Hello, Amnoshka!) " Blokk greeted his physician nephew and looked at the little girl lying in Amnon's arms. " Vasha doch' - odna iz samykh krasivykh molodykh zhenshchin, kotorykh ya kogda-libo videl. Ona pokhozha na mat', no unasleduyet vash upornyy dukh. (Your daughter is one of the most beautiful young women that I have ever seen. She has her mother's appearance, but she will inherit your tenacious spirit.) "

" Spasibo, dyadya. (Thanks, uncle.) "

" Pozhaluysta. (You're welcome.) "

Glenda smiled and greeted at the elderly bald and bearded Akrovian man, " Uncle Blokk, it's good to see you again. Bonjour! "

" Hello, Glenda! " he greeted the Elandric-Foranean physician. " I'm so pleased that you and Amnon had fulfilled of having a daughter, Da? "

" Of course! Thank you, Uncle Blokk, " she happily replied.

" Dyadya Blokk, how's your check-up with Docteur Dèscartes this afternoon? " Amnon asked.

Blokk sadly sighed upon hearing his nephew's question and composed his thoughts. He just received the results from his hematologist and became anxious of what he would say to his nephew and niece-in-law. Amnon and Glenda were waiting for their relative's response as Emie curiously looked at her parents.

The elderly Akrovian man let out a deep sigh and broke out his silence, " I am diagnosed with Aplastic anemia."

The physician spouses shared their glances and understood what he meant.

" Doktor Dèscartes told me that this is a rare and life-threatening disease which I have no new red blood cells coming out and going around inside the body, " Blokk continued.

" Uncle Blokk, were you infected before, exposed to toxic chemicals or taken even some medications? " Glenda asked with concern.

" Nyet, " he instantly replied and admitted. " I can only remember that I used to be part of a mercenary team after leaving Akrovian Air Force. Then, that mercenary team happened to be affiliated to Sons of Robania. "

Amnon heavily sighed and asked, " Have anyone of those Umbral cult members injected you with a different kind of plasma or an antibody? "

" Da. That explains why I have been so very weak. "

" Look, Dyadya. It requires you to get a blood transfusion or a getting a new bone marrow from a donor, " he seriously replied. " That Umbral Antibody can kill you. "

" I know that's what my other doktor told me. I'm not so sure if I will live that long, Amnoshka. I'm sorry. "

" Let's see what I can do, but I agree with your hematologist's further treatment. No worries, we will help you get well. "

Suddenly, someone was knocking on the door when Amnon passed the baby to his wife and opened it. It was Torsten who stood on the doorway.

" Bonjour, Læger Amnon and Glenda, I'm sorry to interrupt your time," the dark raven haired Palgish medical technician politely spoke. " I just need a ride going to the Dread Wolves Tribe village. Ilona is already found there. "

Amnon, Glenda, and Blokk exchanged glances as they had heard the newcomer.

" Cheesecake. Uncle Blokk, Emie, and I will be fine here, " the blonde Elandric pediatrician said to her spouse. " I think that's what he's supposed to say earlier. "

" Da, Amnoshka. It seems to be very important, " Blokk added. " I'll wait and take care of Glenda and Emie for now until you return here. "

" Spasibo, Dyadya Blokk. Uvidimsya.(Thanks, Uncle Blokk. I'll see you later.) " Amnon nodded at his uncle and kissed his wife. " I'll be back, Babe. "

" We'll wait. No worries, " she smiled and kissed her spouse's cheek.

Amnon smiled back at Glenda, gently pecked Emie's forehead with his lips and said, " Be a good girl to your mother and dvoyurodnyy dedushka (grand uncle). Comprendre? (Understand?) "

Emie responded with a smile and coo to her father. Then, the doctor picked up his belongings and waved his hands at the trio. He left with Torsten and headed to the hallway.

[Dread Wolves Tribe Village: 5:30 PM, 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

" Here we are, " Doctor Amnon Montmartre spoke and turned off his car's engine, parking it near to the tree. " I'm glad you have informed this to me, Torsten. I'm sure your uncle and aunt will happy to see her alive. "

" Ja, Læge, I just want my cousin to be safely at home. She has been through a lot let's try not to stress her out too much." Torsten said to Amnon with concern.

" I'll do a check-up on her once we reach home, " he replied." I just need to find out if she's fit to work or not. "

The two men left the car and crossed into a protective bubble where they saw a village of nomadic elves and Arthas's workshop which it was remained established ever since. The hunter and farmer elves greeted at them.

" Hej, thanks for welcoming us to your village. " Torsten gratefully said.

" You're welcome, there friend, " a long silver haired elven ranger warmly smiled and turned to the blonde bespectacled and moustached physician. " So, Amnon. Are you looking for your brother Ivo or Merrill as well? "

" No, Christopher, " Amnon simply answered. " I just brought my fellow medical staff and Odyssea Academy alumnus to meet his cousin here. Ivo can come home by himself after his shift. "

" Oh, yes. I believe Fiona and Valeera have her under their care, " Christoper nodded in agreement and gave directions. " You two can turn left and see Kintor's tent from there. It's near to Elder Merrill's tent. "

" Merci, Christopher, " the doctor nodded back. " I forgot to introduce him. Torsten, this is Christopher Knightfall. Christopher, this is Torsten Jørgensen. Ilona's younger cousin. We're bringing her home."

" It's nice to be acquainted to you, Torsten, " The ranger elf shook hands with the raven haired Palgish medical technician. " You look very familiar, I believe I have seen you in his lost clinic. You attended my wife Celine and admitted us before, " Christopher smiled and recalled. " You had let us enter there and witnessed the birth of my daughter, Callisto. "

" Ja, I remember assisting her into the clinic for her to give birth. How is Celine and your baby doing? " Torsten curiously asked.

" Oh, Callisto has reached her a month. Glenda has been her pediatrician, but it seems like Amnon will take over her duties for the meantime, " he grinned. " Perhaps, if she's ready to check on our baby, she will be back on duty. "

" Right, I have been handling with some pediatric cases as a reliever in a month, now, " Amnon chuckled. " Glenda is still under maternity leave for two months."

" I've been visiting my Uncle Espen and Aunt Auroras frequently. They'll be glad to see their daughter returning to them, " Torsten said.

" Oh, right. You can see your cousin right now, " Christopher nodded and gestured the two visitors. They skidded to the Graveheart's tent and saw Ilona talking Thorian and Azure.

Torsten could see her in a different attire which Valeera and Fiona gave her which she could blend in with the Dread Wolves Tribe. Ilona paused talking to the two elven children and saw the three men coming to her. She gasped to her surprise in seeing her younger cousin.

" Himlen! Torsten, Doktor Montmartre, I er her alle sammen! (Heavens! Torsten, Doctor Montmartre, you're all here!) " she gasped in shock and wept for joy in Palgish and Franken. " Je ne m'attends jamais à ce que tu viennes! (I never expect you to come!) "

Torsten went to hug and comforted his cousin, " Ilona, det er godt at se dig! Dine forældre var bekymrede! De vil blive glade for at se dig igen! (Ilona, it's good to see you! You're parents were worried! They'll be happy to see you again!) "

" Tak, Torsten! Merci, Docteur Montmartre! "

" De rien, Ilona. " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor sincerely smiled at her.

The Palgish nurse hugged her younger cousin as Amnon and Christopher were both pleased to see them reuniting.

" There's a lot of catching up to do for us, ja? " Torsten said to his cousin and friends.

" I know, " Ilona nodded and smiled, rubbing her eyes. " I missed you a lot! I still need a check-up before I return to work. "

" Perhaps, Amnon could give you a check-up while we're here." Torsten suggested.

" Droit, " the general practitioner took out his belongings. " Okay, Ilona. You've understood that you need some physical assessment. "

" Oui, docteur, " the nurse nodded.

Amnon started to take Ilona's vital signs; respiration, temperature, blood pressure, and heartbeat .Then, he checked her eyes, ears, nose, throat, and the skin for any injuries and bruises. Finally, he assessed for any reflexes on the knee by striking a small hammer. Then, he palpated the abdomen. Ilona moaned and felt a slight pain on her right side.

" Have you eaten your last meal? " he asked.

" I barely ate these days, docteur. I'm feeling very acidic. " she answered.

" From one to ten, how painful? "

" Seven to eight. "

" I see. "

" Any problems, urinating and removing bowel? "

" Non, I have no problems in urinating, but I feel constipated. I have been dehydrated as well. I have not slept properly as well. "

" Have you tried eating and drinking recently, Ilona? " Torsten asked with concern.

" I did. Valeera gave me a bowl of soup and slice of bread when I got here. I started to feel the food is stuck into my throat and vomitted. I just drank water and tried eating less. There are times I'm feeling a burning sensation. "

" Ilona, you're having an acid reflux or acidity, " Amnon answered. " You're having hypotension since you haven't nourished properly for the past few days. I suspected, You're anemic and hypoglycemic. I also noticed of your sudden weight loss. "

" So, do I need to take blood, urine, and stool samples? "

" Yes, you can't go to work with that condition. Once we get the results, we can give you any further treatment for acidity."

Amnon wrote Ilona's medical abstract, certificate, and perscription and gave it to her which he also had a copy.

" You may start drinking antacids twice day after meals. Then, drink oral hydrate solution. Start eating with soft diet for this week. Then, you can come to the hospital for further lab tests. Torsten and I will give you the results. "

" Tak, Docteur. " she nodded and received her copies. " Merci, Docteur. "

" I guess, she will be fine then, " Christopher replied.

" Oui, she will be. "

" Until then take it easy, including when you get home, " Torsten said to his cousin.

" Tak, Torsten, " Ilona smiled.

Valeera and her mother looked at the two visitors as Thorian and Azure turned to them. The elven children seemed to hear the conversation and felt gloomy for their new friend who would be leaving the tribe.

" You're going with them, Ilona? " Fiona asked.

" Ja. Thank you, Fru Graveheart. " she sincerely smiled. " I have my cousin Torsten with me, then Doktor Montmartre. "

" I'm glad you have reunited with your cousin, " Valeera said. " I guess we shall see you again, friend. "

" Of course, thank you, Valeera. I'll visit you all if I have the time. "

" We'll miss you, Ilona. " Azure gloomily said. " I wish I can hear stories from you. "

" Same here, " Thorian nodded and sadly spoke.

" I can come here anytime as long as I am free, " the Palgish nurse smiled and assured, gently rubbing the young ones's heads.

" Perhaps me and some of my family could visit the Dread Wolves sometime, " Torsten said to Valeera and Azure.

" You can always come here. Who knows, there will come a time in the future which the nomadic elven tribe, the humans like you and some other races will defend Foranea from a pending threat, " Valeera smiled and mused.

" Je suis dèsolè? (I'm sorry?) Is this coming from your grandmother or from Père Agapov? " Amnon asked in doubt.

" Both. You will all find out. "

The Akrovian-Foranean doctor seemed to be confused with the lady paladin knight's musings. Christopher had let out a grin and helplessly shrugged. The doctor remained silent and heavily sighed.

" I'm no fighter, just an medical technician who know decent amount of hydromancy, " Torsten truthfully answered.

" Torsten, I have words from Father Agapov whom I talked to him just yesterday. You will be aiding Amnon and the others among the sick and injured. It is true that you will not fight in this upcoming war, " Valeera explained. " Your family will be spared in the hands of those invaders influenced by the Umbrals. " Then, she looked at the doctor, preventing to disclose his alter-ego and paraphrasing the elderly Ouranist priest's prophecy. " Amnon, I guess you and the Blue Knight will need to prepare for this chaos. You two will face another challenges. You need to keep praying and continuing your deeds. There will come a time you will lead this nation and everyone to fight. The Blue Knight will follow you since you are his master. "

" Wait, you're talking about a revolution happening in the future? How and where? " Torsten curiously asked with concern.

" It's for us to find out, Torsten, " Valeera replied.

" Look, I have left the Foranean Army and the Contractor Guild. I'm not sure if I could..." Amnon paused and recalled his ancestor's words from yesterday.

" Is there something wrong, Torsten, Docteur? " Ilona asked.

" I'll need to talk to Father Agapov about this prophecy, " Torsten said to Ilona before moving his attention to Amnon noticing his silence. " Are you concern about this prophecy like I am? "

" D-Da, I mean,Oui, " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor nervously smiled and chuckled. " I just need time to process this and perhaps, Père Agapov has some answers. "

" You sure about this, docteur? " Ilona asked with concern.

" Of course. We'll talk to about it some other time. We just need you to get home. "

" Well, then. Have safe trip to the city, you three. We will see you soon! " Christopher greeted the trio as Fiona and her children waved their hands at the three humans.

" Thank you, everyone! " Ilona waved back along with her two companions.

[Jørgensen Residence, Boulevard de Bonne Nouvelle, Monoceros Keep: 6:45 PM 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

The cold pre-winter air had swept around the place when the leaveless trees kept waving at it. The people on the streets were cladded in thick leather and fur coats along with their scarves. Inside the car, Torsten and Ilona had reached home when Amnon had parked infront of your house. This was a four storey apartment which the Jørgensen family owned for decades.

Torsten smiled at his cousin before speaking, " Your parents will be happy to see you back in home. "

" Ja, I'm glad to be back! " she happily exclaimed and sighed in relief.

" I guess, I have to drop you two off..." Amnon reminded.

" Docteur Montmartre, we are inviting you for dinner! " she insisted. " Sil vous plait. "

" Pardonnez-moi, est-ce que ça vous va tous? (Pardon me, is it okay with you all?) " the doctor asked with concern. " Look, I haven't bought anything like a gift for your elderly relatives, a bottle of red wine or anything edible? "

" You don't have to give us an gift, Amnon. My family will just be glad that you brought Ilona home. Regardless, they'll invite you to dinner either way because of that, " Torsten gratefully said.

" Merci, Torsten. I'll be coming with you, of course. I'll meet your relatives. " he grinned and turned off the car's engine.

The three people left the car as Torsten gently knocked on the door. They waited for someone to response until they heard footsteps from the inside.

" Hvem er det? (Who is it?) " a middle aged woman's voice politely asked.

" It's me, Susanne. I'm with Dr. Montmatre and Ilona, " Torsten answered.

" Ah, Torsten! It's good to hear you home! Come, I'll let you three in! " Susanne joyfully greeted and opened the door.

A tall green skinned and bespectacled orc woman with a long jet black hair cheerfully smiled at the three. She looked at Torsten and Ilona which she recognised them. Amnon recalled of seeing an orc man back in Aulia who happened to be tough and brutish, but this time it's the exact opposite. She was a very jovial muscular maidservant.

" Ilona, welcome home! I am so glad to see you again! " Susanne beamed and tightly hugged her young mistress." We thought we lost you! Oh, thank Mor Photis, She has answered our prayers, ja? "

" I know, Tak, Susanne! I'm back again! Please don't tighten that much! I'm suffocating! " Ilona wryly grinned and felt uncomfortable.

Then, she instantly hugged Torsten using her left arm, " You just come home from work? Who is this handsome man with you? "

" This is Dr. Amnon Montmartre. He's my boss turned colleague from work, " Torsten explained.

Susanne parted her two owners and instantly and tightly hugged the Akrovian-Foranean doctor in her strong arms. She instantly kissed his cheeks as Amnon nervously grinned and chuckled. He couldn't break away from the strong orc maidservant.

" O, milostivyy! Pozhaluysta, ne pozvonochnik! (Oh, gracious! Please not the spinal column!) " he muttered in Luski and made a sweatbead.

" It's very nice to meet you, Doktor Montmartre! I am so glad that you brought Ilona with us! I didn't know you're handsome in person! " she cheerfully exclaimed. " My name is Susanne Jensen! "

" It's a pleasure to meet you too, mademoiselle. Will you please put me down? You might break my bones! " Amnon exclaimed with discomfort.

" Åh undskyld! (Oh, sorry!) I didn't mean to hurt you too much! Nej! "

She parted away from the blonde bespectacled and moustached Akrovian-Foranean man as he sighed in relief. Ilona and Torsten loudly laughed at them. Susanne joined at their laughter and blushed in seeing the doctor.

" Is she always like that? " Amnon wearily asked and became too embarrassed. " She would have broken such ribcage, spinal column, and the other parts of the skeletal system for that incredible strength she has! "

" Susanne has always been cheerful. It's one of the things my uncle and aunt love about her, " Torsten explained to Amnon.

" I think she likes you, docteur..." Ilona chuckled and teased.

" Oh, I see! " Amnon laughed. " Jè suis desolè, mademoiselle Jensen! I'm already taken with a lovely Elandric fellow and a little girl. "

Susanne sadly sighed and spoke, " Awww...I have been waiting for an angel like you. I guess I have to pray and wait for another one...I wish you luck for being a husband and a father. "

" Well, I do have relatives in Akrovia who wants to meet single ladies like you. I might refer you to my cousin who is a civil engineer, " he assured.

" You do? "

" Da. His name is Anton Danilovsky. "

" I am looking forward to meet him, Doktor. " Susanne sweetly smiled and nodded.

" Do you know where my uncle and aunt currently at, Susanne? " Torsten asked.

" Ah, Far Espen and Mor Aurora are the living room currently. Come, you three. They might be waiting for you, " she gestured.

" Tak, " Torsten smiled before follow Susanne to the living room.

Torsten and Ilona had come to the living room as the orc maidservant ushered them to come. Amnon remained calm and composed in seeing the elderly couple. He realised that this area was more spacious than his own home near to the University of Foranea. The room became warm and bright as the fire continued to blaze at the fire place. A bald moustached and wrinkled man in his mid seventies warmly smiled at his younger ones and stood from his seat. Then, he hugged them.

" Torsten, Ilona! Tak, Photis, du bragte hende hjem! (Torsten, Ilona! Thank Photis, you brought her home!) " he joyfully exclaimed.

" Onkel Espen, det er godt at se dig igen! (Uncle Espen, it's good to see again!) " Torsten happily said as he hugged his uncle back.

" Far, jeg er endelig hjemme! Jeg er glad for at se dig igen!(Papa, I'm home at last! I'm glad to see you again!) " Ilona wept for joy.

" Jeg ved! Vi troede, vi mistede dig, Ilona! (I know! We thought we lost you, Ilona!) " Espen kissed his daughter's forehead.

An elderly woman with a greying hair and a bun at the back of her head brought down her cup of tea on the table, also stood up, and joined the group hug.

" Jeg er så glad for at se jer alle og komme hjem igen! (I'm so happy to see you all and come home again!) "

" Torsten, is he your boss from that lost clinic? " Espen asked his nephew and noticed Amnon who was standing at the doorway.

" Ja. He's both my boss and colleague. This is Dr. Amnon Montmartre." Torsten answered his uncle.

" Bonsoir, monsieur et madame Jørgensen. Je suis Docteur Amnon Joseph Danilovsky-Montmartre, Enchantè! " Amnon walked over to the elderly couple and politely smiled, offering them a handshake.

" Bonsoir, ravi de vous rencontrer, docteur Montmartre. Je m'appelle Espen Daniel Jorgensen. Voici ma femme, Aurore. (Bonsoir, it's nice to meet you, Doktor Montmartre. My name's Espen Daniel Jørgensen. This is my wife, Aurora.) " Espen shook hands at the doctor.

" Nous avons entendu parler de vous, jeune médecin de Torsten et Ilona. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer en personne.(We have heard about you, young doctor from Torsten and Ilona. It's a pleasure to meet you in person.) " Aurora added and pleasantly smiled.

" C'est agréable d'entendre que vous parlez ma langue, même si vous venez de Palgirlund. (It's nice to hear that you spoke my language, even you have come all the way from Palgirlund.) " Amnon remarked.

" I'm a retired consul from Palgirlund to your country, doktor. I knew your late father. He was a good man and one of my friends in this country, " Espen replied in Neo-Yddrassi and gave him a gentle slap on his back. " You remind me of him in your appearance. You are an exact chip of Jean Meir's block! "

" You knew my father? "

" Ja! "

Amnon looked at Torsten and Ilona and asked, " I didn't know he's a consul living here for a long time. Pa never mentioned he had Palgish friends. How come? "

" I guess you have more things to discover, laege. You have been up and about from our Alma Mater in the clouds for almost a year, " Torsten answered Amnon.

" Oui, D'accord, " the doctor nodded at his subordinate and colleague and turned to Ilona's parents.

" So, he's also from Odyssea Academy? " Aurora asked.

" Oui, I studied there for biology as my pre-medical course and some magical arts in four years. Then, after two years in serving L'armée Foranéenne, I studied medicine proper at University of Foranea and worked as a part-time paramedic before graduating and getting my license. "

" So, the late Jean Meir was indeed right about you as he said. 'Politics was never your cup of tea and bread and butter. ', " the retired Palgish consul surmised.

" I prefer to venture in the medical field as a lifelong career. Being a mage is a secondary option. "

" Perhaps one day, I'll be an Læge too, " Torsten optimistically said.

" You are inspired by him as well? " his aunt asked.

" Ja, I am."

" Vidunderlig! (Wonderful!) I'm glad you have found an upperclassman who can mentor you! " she smiled and nodded in agreement. " By the way, my daughter Ilona is also the first one in our family to be working in the medical field! "

" As a nurse, mor, " Ilona chimed in and looked at her younger cousin. " I guess Torsten will be the second to join in my hospital exploits. "

" Ja, I can't wait, " Torsten smiled at his cousin before moving his attention to his uncle and aunt. " How are Saija and Mikko? "

" Thank Heavens, Torsten, they are all safe from that incident at University of Foranea yesterday, " Espen sighed in relief.

" What?! I didn't know anything...But how and why?! " Ilona muttered in shock and paused. " What happened?! "

" Saija and her class got ambushed and raided by the violent fraternity students during that time, " Aurora sighed and explained. " Just then, they were able to see the Blue Knight and another newly enrolled Chergarian student who fought them."

" Frandens! (Damn it!) I heard about that incident, there was complete chaos going on at the university. I hope everyone is okay, " Torsten said with concern.

" Then, Mikko was in the chemistry lab who warned his fellows not to come. A fellow classmate refused to listen to him and took a bottle of nitroglycerine, " Espen interjected. " Mikko tried to stop and chase him, but he returned to the lab and waited for the riot to finish. "

" So, this is where the nitroglycerine gozpodin came on the scene yesterday, " Amnon deeply thought and crossed his arms while listening. Then, Torsten looked at the doctor and noticed his silence.

" Also, Saija saw a mysterious cloaked man lingering around the campus and whispering the rogue students. " Aurora added. " She just saw something in him, more like a skull underneath the hood. He was laughing and taunting at her. "

" Darkvile! Wait..." Amnon thought again and cocked his eyebrows, fixing his glasses. " He was there all along and stirring up the entire campus! Merde! Cyka Blyat! "

" Are you okay, Amnon? You instantly became quiet, " Torsten asked with concern for his colleague and friend.

" Oui. I'm fine, Torsten. I just heard the entire story from my older brother, Ivo which he got recently enrolled and saw what happened. It all started from a quarrel between law and medical students. Then, the rest was history, " the Akrovian-Foranean general practitioner sighed. " I'm glad he had seen the Blue Knight and Christopher as he joined fighting and defending those students and professors. "

" So, they knew who did it? " Ilona asked with a concern.

" They found out a mysterious cloaked man stirring up the fraternity students who were secret members of the Umbral Cults: Sons of Robania, Ordrè de Damokles, and Sheeva's Family. The police came to the scene after the riot and arrested them. "

" These Umbral Cults are insane and monsters. How could they attack a place of learning?! " Torsten said in disbelief.

" That remains a mystery, Torsten, " Espen seriously answered. " Some people in Chergaria and Palgirlund were hunting for Charybdis believers or any worshippers of the Umbral Gods. Some were using for their political agenda and radical change. We didn't know there were many people out there who got involved and secretly lurked around us. The Umbral Gods have their ways to make us under their control. "

Ilona remained silent and recalled the prayer from Moreau and her encounter from Charybdis. She remembered about hearing the Umbral Gods from the conversation and wanted to keep it to herself since she was too afraid and traumatised.

" I do hope this situation is resolved soon. The innocent people of Foranea don't deserve this level of chaos at all, " Torsten said to Amnon with concern for Foranea's future.

" I'm sure there will be someone who will stand up and defend our nation, " the doctor spoke. " It's just that someone I knew and joined with the nomadic elven rangers. "

" Who? "

" The Blue Knight. He can be observing the streets and show up as he needs to. "

Espen and Aurora seemed to be curious of what the doctor mentioned. Ilona remained silent and listening as Susanne waited for her masters as she served the dining table.

" I have hope that the Blue Knight will defeat the Umbral cults. Then Foranea will be in an time of peace once more, " Torsten optimistically said.

" The Blue Knight did you say? " Espen asked.

" I didn't know that he exists. I thought he was an urban legend, " Aurora added.

" It seems he's in fact real, tante, " Torsten said to his aunt.

" Real? " the elderly woman curiously repeated her nephew's words.

" I wish I could see him for myself, " Ilona sadly broke her silence. " He would have rescued me from Moreau and his men. "

" Ilona. Blue Knight probably tried all he could to try to find you and the other innocent people. Let's not focused on what happened to you. You're reunited with your family. Focus on healing and looking at the future, " Torsten said to his cousin trying to comfort her.

Amnon looked concerned at Ilona and sadly sighed. Then, he thought, " Her justice and the others should not go in vain. "

" Is there something wrong, laege? " Aurora asked.

" No, nothing, " he smiled. " I guess she's safe with you all. "

" Are you sure, Amnon? You look like something is troubling you, " Torsten said to his friend with concern.

" Oui. I'm fine. I may be very hungry! " Amnon chuckled, hiding his internal conflict.

" Oh, speaking of food, " Susanne happily mused. " I have prepared dinner for everyone! You may all go ahead and enjoy your meal at the dining area, ja? "

" Tak, Susanne! " Torsten happily said before gesturing everyone to take a sit at the table.

" Merci beaucoup, mademoiselle Jensen, " the doctor smiled at her.

" You may go ahead and Bon appètit! "

Going to the dining area, Amnon saw Torsten's other relatives: a dark haired woman with blue eyes in her early thirties and a younger brunette man in his early to mid-twenties. The two instantly hugged Ilona as she was weeping for joy.

" Mikko and Saija! It's good to see you again!" Torsten happily greeted his cousins.

" Torsten, did you just come home, ja? " Saija curiously asked.

" Hej, Torsten! Glad to see you bringing our oldest sister back! " Mikko grinned.

" Oh, are these your younger siblings? " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor curiously asked Ilona.

" Ja, docteur. " Ilona nodded at him.

" Torsten, Ilona, we have a visitor? " Mikko queried and noticed the tall blonde moustached man wearing glasses.

" Ja. This is my boss and colleague, Dr. Amnon Montmartre." Torsten answered Mikko's question.

" Oh, you must Torsten's friend at work and boss, ja? "

" Yes, you must be the chemistry student, Mikko. It's nice to meet you, " Amnon cordially smiled and shook hands with him when the brunette young man responded.

" It's nice to meet you too, laege. Then, this is my other sister, Saija, the Palgish studies professor, " he introduced his middle sister.

" It's a pleasure to meet you too, doktor. " she smiled at him.

" Same here. "

" It seems Laege Montmartre has met the rest of us here, " Espen turned to his nephew and took his seat. " It's too bad he has never met Henrik and the others. "

" He would've liked my mor, Viktor, and Helga too, " Torsten said before sighing in disappointment for his father.

" I'm thinking if you could visit my house someday, " Amnon chimed in and took his seat. " Maybe before Candlemas. "

" Before Candlemas sound like an good time for my family to meet yours. I think you'll get along with most of them, " Torsten happily said.

" Torsten, I believe you have seen my wife and Emie at room 2019, " he replied. " They will be discharged anytime this week. All of you may see my newborn daughter. "

" Wait, you're a father?! " Espen gasped to his surprise.

" Congratulations, Laege! " Aurora cheerfully remarked. " My, you have been so proud and happy to have a family! "

" I hope everything goes well with you, " *Ilona slightly smiled.*

" Perhaps, we may meet your wife and daughter soon, " Saija added.

" Wonderful! " Mikko happily grinned and made a thumbs-up.

" Tillykke (Congratulations), Amnon! " Torsten cheerfully said to his friend.

" Merci, tout les monde! " Amnon sincerely smiled back at the Jørgensens. " I have been waiting for so many years for Glenda to give birth. We just made it after studying medicine. My little Esmeralda Joanna has just come to see the world for the first time."

" Welcome to the club, Laege Montmartre! " the retired bald Palgish consul loudly laughed and gently patted the blonde doctor's back. " You have a couple of decades to endure, raise, and cherish a young lovely woman under your wing! Who knows, you will have other children following her, ja? They will grow just like my own trio here! They might be well-mannered, dedicated, educated, and responsible, but loud, tenacious, and humorous inside the apartment! "

" Far! " Ilona, Saija, and Mikko raised their voices in unison and got embarrased.

" Perhaps, my mor could give Amnon some parenting advice, " Torsten joked.

" Oh, that will do! Lykke will be pleased to meet and talk to the new parents, " Aurora mused.

" Ja! " Torsten happily said in agreement.

" Of course, Glenda and I will like to meet you all, " the doctor nodded.

" So, your wife is a doctor too? " Saija asked.

" Oui. Originally, she's from Elandris and moved here when she was younger. I met her back in Odyssea Academy. We graduated together, served the Foranean Army for two years, and finished medical studies. She works as a pediatrician. "

" It's nice to hear your beginnings, docteur. " Ilona smiled. " I'm pretty sure your daughter will like to hear your stories in how you met her mother. "

" It will happen for sure."

" Will you be taking a few days off to spent time with your wife and daughter? " Torsten curiously asked.

" Yes, I am, " Amnon nodded. " I'll take a paternity leave at the hospital. They need my attention in a month. "

" That's good to hear Amnon, " Torsten happily said.

" So, at least you can still have more time to take care of them, before getting to work. People nowadays tried to continuing work and raising a child, " Aurora said. " Back in my days, even wars are still existing. Husbands used to stay with their wives and little children. "

" Well, the early days of Feudalism ages were simpler than the current Crenate Empire, " Espen remarked and turned to the doorway. Just then, Susanne held a tray of meals as everyone looked at her.

" Bon Appètit, tous les monde! " she cheered.

" Tak, " Torsten smiled in thanks.

Susanne placed the food on the table as eveyone was pleased to see and smell them. For Amnon, it was his first time to taste and eat Palgish dishes. Espen began to pray in his native tongue as the rest observed and also prayed before eating. The general practitioner silently prayed and smiled, seeing those dishes.

" Nyd jeres måltider alle sammen! (Enjoy your meals, everyone!) " the elderly man happily beamed.

" This dinner bring up memories of me being back in Palgirlund, " Torsten said as he finished praying and began to eat his food.

" I know, " Ilona nodded and smiled as she tried to pick up in small amounts since she was just recovering.

" What you think of the food, Amnon? " Torsten curiously asked his friend.

" Salty, but it's new to my taste buds, " the doctor replied after chewing and tasting some ham and vegetables. " The bread was thicker than what we have here in Foranea. "

" Have you been to Palgirlund, Laege? " Saija curiously asked.

" Not really, I have been to Robania, Akrovia, Alderny, Wulashean, Skolvga, Arcane Stretch, Darsan, Vilbian Isles, Hurroka, and Aulia, " Amnon explained to the Palgish studies professor and held a glass of red wine. " Mostly, personal travels, Army missions, and Contractor Guild missions from Odyssea Academy. "

" I would love to visit Palgirlund again. Especially the place of my birth, Ingovun. Perhaps, you could come with me in visiting my home country in the future, Amnon, " Torsten said to his fellow colleague and friend.

" I heard the trips to Palgirlund can be possible, " Espen suggested. " Perhaps, you and your family can visit there, laege. "

" Eto interesno! I mean.. C'est intéressant! " Amnon exclaimed and chuckled. " I'm sorry I tend to speak Luski and Franken when I get amazed! "

" You're Akrovian side got into you, laege? " Mikko grinned and teased.

" Maybe, you should learn Palgish as well. You can speak all three languages at the same time, " Torsten joked.

" I struggled to learn Chergari when I was younger, " Amnon nervously grinned. " But this will take a while to learn Palgish! "

" We all struggled learning Franken when we first got here, laege! " Ilona chuckled. " But my siblings get used to it! "

" That is so true, Ilona! " Saija also laughed.

" I could decently speak and understand Franken, " Torsten added.

" So, that means you can study medical school anytime soon, oui? " Amnon mused.

" Torsten, you really have to set your heights, then? " Espen turned to his nephew and asked.

While they were discussing, Susanne finished eating and stood up as she headed to the kitchen. Then, she served desserts for everyone which it was a leavened bread made up of wheat, milk, flour, egg, and dough. It was filled with custard and berries and sprinkled with sugar.

" Tak, Susanne, " Torsten smiled before moving his attention to his uncle. " Ja, I wish to be an doctor here in Foranea. Assisting people through medicine instead of being in the military."

" Good choice, I might consider you to study while working, my dear nephew, " his uncle smiled.

Torsten gratefully smiled, "Tak, onkel Espen."

" You still need to study hard and work smart to attain this, " Aurora added.

" I will, tante. I'll study everyday and be sure not to miss a class. Not to mention, I could always learn more Franken as well, " Torsten said to his aunt.

" I can still let you borrow some books, Torsten, " Ilona suggested and finished eating, taking her medication. " You can read them in your freetime."

" I would appreciate it, Ilona. Tak, cousin, " Torsten happily said as he finished eating as well.

" You're welcome. "

Amnon truly enjoyed eating his dessert and heard the conversation. He felt fulfilled and pleased to visit the family. His experience was like eating a very sweet Palgish pastry being served to him.

" Laege, how is it? " Mikko asked.

" This reminds me of crèpes here in Foranea. Not bad, " the Akrovian-Foranean doctor made a thumbs up and grinned.

" Crèpes? " Torsten curiously asked.

" It's a Foranean dessert, but it was smaller than this one. "

" I see. I never tried Crèpes before, " Torsten said to Amnon.

" This one will increase my glucose intake even more! " he joked.

" I'm glad you liked it, Laege. I helped Susanne to prepare it, " Saija replied.

" Ah, spasibo. I mean, merci. I enjoyed your meal. "

"You're welcome, Amnon. I'm glad you enjoy the desert, " Torsten smiled at his friend.

" Of course, I'm very satisfied with your company and this lovely meal, " he nodded and looked at the time. " My, it's getting late. Thank you for your time, I should be going home for a while and returning to the hospital. "

" Be safe on your way home and Mother Photis be with you as well, " Torsten said.

" Da, I will. "

" Too bad, our time is very limited, laege. We hope to visit your house soon, " Espen sighed and slightly smiled. " Thank you for bringing Ilona home along with Torsten. "

" De rien," Amnon stood up from his seat and shook hands with everyone in the house. " Au revoir! "

With that, the Akrovian-Foranean doctor waved at them as the Jørgensens waved back. He entered the car and drove safely into the streets.

[Montmartre Residence: 8:49 PM]

Parking the car near the driveway, Amnon turned off the engine and thought of seeing his mother first before returning to the hospital. He was placing his car keys into his jacket's inside pocket when he saw his older ginger haired brother talking to a silver haired elven ranger from the yard, going to the sidewalk. Amnon saw them approaching and pulled down the car window, thinking to join their conversation.

" Ivo, Christopher, Bonsoir, " he greeted them. " Mind if I join in before I leave the car? "

" Bonsoir, mon frère, " Ivo greeted back his younger brother and sighed. " We have some bad news from Christopher and Frau Merrill as they mentioned me using the magic mirror. "

" Bad news? Sérieusement? Que se passe-t-il? (Seriously? What's going on?) "

" Amnon, your brother had mentioned to me of his old colleagues back in the Chergarian Army and the Umbral Cult which you and Ivo had met them in prison, " the ranger elf replied with concern. " Merrill has predicted a defector who will be harmed tonight. It happens to be Ivo's closest friend. "

" Chto naschet Iliady?! (What on Iliad?!) " Amnon exclaimed in Luski. " I'm having a bad feeling, monsieur Friedrich will be in danger by his fellow prisoners. "

" It was around four years ago when me and my fellow rangers went out for a hunt at the forest. I waited for several hours which they had never returned, " Christopher recalled in explanation. " I had sought for them across Foranea, but I couldn't find them. The clue, that I had found, was the Umbral cultists responsible. They were speaking in Chergari at the pub. I saw those men, but they got away. "

" Das ist schrecklich! (That's horrendous!)" Ivo exclaimed in anger. " I may have heard that story when I was in the Ordrè de Damokles. This time, we won't let them get away from their crimes. Chirox needs to get spared before something terrible will happen to him. "

Amnon heavily sighed and then nodded in agreement, " Alright then, let's go. "

[Monoceros Keep Police Department's Engineering room: 9:00 PM, 12th of Before Witching, Year 426]

A tall dark haired and well-built Chergarian man in his early forties tirelessly checked the telephone wires and cables and replaced them with new ones which he had been in and out of the stockroom. For the rest of the day, he spent testing the telephones and radios. Chirox thought of working and testing them in the next day.

" Êtes-vous censé dormir, monsieur Friedrich? (Are you supposed to be sleeping, monsieur Friedrich?) " his jailer asked with concern. " Vous devriez avoir terminé vers 22h00.(You should be done by 10:00 PM.) "

" Non, " Chirox replied and pointed out in Franken. " Vos fils et câbles restants doivent être remplacés. Certains d'entre eux ne fonctionnent pas. (Your remaining wires and cables need to be replaced. Some of them are not working.)"

" C'est vrai, vous avez des travaux d'ingénierie à faire. Je vais juste t'attendre. (Right, you have some engineering work to be done. I'll just wait for you.) "

As the jailer left, the Chergarian prisoner turned voluntary engineer took out the dark safety gloves and wore them. Then, he picked up the plies from the toolbox which the maintenance men borrowed him. He was cutting the broken copper wires and pulled the new wires to connect into the functioning one.

" Wunderbar, this should work before I'll test the equipment tomorrow, " he thought and sighed in relief.

Suddenly, he heard chattering and laughing from a distance. Watching the poor fool from the shadows, a tall man with long dark green and greying hair was treading towards him.

" Chirox...wir haben dich vermisst, Kumpel...(Chirox...we've been missing you, mate...)" the stranger dryly chuckled.

" Nidhiki? Antroz? Was machst du hier?! (Nidhiki? Antroz? What are you doing here?!) " the former Heer captain and engineer recognized his old friends and hesistantly asked."Du solltest in der Zelle sein! Ich gehe nicht mit euch beiden! (You should be in the cell! I'm not going with you two!) "

" Ach wirklich, Friedrich. Du hast jetzt Angst, ja?! (Oh, really, Friedrich. You're scared now, ja?!) " Antroz maniacally laughed. " Glauben Sie, dass Ihre neuen Freunde Ihnen dabei helfen werden, Ihre Familie wieder zu vereinen? (You think your new friends will help you reunite with your family?) "

" Der Aufenthalt in einer Zelle macht mich klaustrophobisch ... das sollten selbst Sie besser wissen. (Staying in a cell makes me claustrophobic...even you should know that better.) " Nidhiki mocked the traitor.

" Was hast du mit diesem Gefängniswärter gemacht?! (What did you do to that jailer?!) " Chirox indignantly asked.

" Er ruht tief und fest, vielleicht für alle Ewigkeit. (He's resting soundly, for all eternity perhaps.) " Nidhiki showed a bloody knife and threw it towards Chirox." Sie könnten Ihnen die Schuld an seinem Tod geben. (They might blame you for his passing.) "

" Scheiße! Verdammte! Ihr Mörder! Bleib mir fern!! (You murderers! Stay away from me!) " Chirox angrily yelled and took out a wrench from the tool box, stepping away from the two.

" Deine Familie wird dich tot sehen, Friedrich! (Your family will be seeing you dead, Friedrich!) " Antroz evily smirked and turned to Nidhiki." Habe ich recht, Nidhiki? (Am I right, Nidhiki?) "

" Noch nie hast du dich geirrt, du sagst immer die Wahrheit. (Never been wrong before, you always speak the truth.) " Nidhiki spat a little." Ehre ist für mich geschmacklos...(Honor is tasteless for me...)"

" Ich möchte nicht mit euch beiden in Verbindung gebracht werden! Nicht länger! Niemals! (I don't want to be associated with you two! Not anymore! Never!) " Chirox heatedly spoke.

" Wirklich?! Mal sehen, ob du damit überleben kannst, ja? (Really?! Let's see if you can survive with this one, ja?) " Antroz grinned and gestured Nidhiki to grab Chirox.

" Das Verlassen wurde nie gewährt. Sobald du markiert wurdest, gibt es kein Entrinnen mehr, Verräter. (Leaving was never granted, once you've been marked there's no escape from it, Traitor.) " Nidhiki's hands warped with green shadowy energy." Egal wie sehr es brennt. (No matter how much it stings.) "

Quickly dashing at their former ally, The dark user grabbed him by his arms, and circulated the dark magic into Chirox's being, causing a painful sting from where he'd touched.

" NEIN!! " Chirox loudly yelled in pain. " NEIN! NEIN!! HELFEN! HELFEN! HILF MIR!! (HELP! HELP! HELP ME!!) "

Antroz took out the knife and quickly stabbed his former colleague's legs. Chirox loudly shrieked in excruciating pain and bled. Then, he instantly dropped himself on the floor when his blood rushed away from his body like a leaking faucet.

" Wir werden nur deine Seele den Umbrals anbieten, aber wir werden einfach deinen Körper verbrennen und deine Seele in die Umbral-Reiche lassen! Du wirst deine Familie nie für immer wiedersehen! (We will just offer your soul to the Umbrals, but we will just burn your body and let your soul to the Umbral Realms! You will never see your family for good!) " he turned to Nidhiki and said." Nidhiki, lasst uns diesen verdammten Verräter verbrennen! (Nidhiki, let's burn this damned traitor!) "

" Entfessle die qualvolle Folter seiner Seele, denn nicht einmal ein Flüstern wird zu hören sein, Verräter. (Unleash the agonizing torture to his soul, for not even a whisper will be heard, Traitor.) " Nidhiki extended one arm out towards their captor. With burning fury, he unleashed a ball of shadow flame, and blasted the former Umbral Cultist, making him burned to a crisp.

" NEIN! HELFEN!! "

Chirox's loud voice was heard all over the police department. One of the police officers was an elven woman with a purple hair who witnessed the two men torturing and burning a fellow prisoner. Antroz looked at the lady officer and gestured Nidhiki.

" Eingriffe sind nicht erwünscht ... nicht, wenn sie ihn in den Wahnsinn treiben. (Intrusions aren't wanted...not when splicing him into madness.) " Nidhiki turned around, held out his hands, and spoke in Neo-Yddrassi to her. " You dare intrude upon us...whelp?! "

" Le tenir! Que faites-vous à Iliade à monsieur Friedrich?! (Hold it! What on Iliad are you doing to monsieur Friedrich?!) " she heatedly exclaimed and pointed her pistol at the two Chergarian men.

" Daring to be bold...you'll think twice on not interfering, Elf." Nidhiki taunted her when his hands sparked with his shadow flame. " Unless you wanna consider of him getting burned to a crisp..."

" Mein Fraulein. Please, don't waste your time on us, " Antroz evilly grinned and casted a dark energy spell on his right hand.

" You Chergarians are nothing, but trouble, Oui? " the elven policewoman pulled the trigger and aimed at them.

" There's actually more of us, der Schatz. (Darling.)..If you fire, it'll alert then all..." Nidhiki grinned at her, then waved his hand forward, and burned Chirox with his shadow-flames becoming rampant.

" NEIN!!! " he excruciatingly yelled in pain.

" Monsieur Friedrich! " she gasped in fear.

" That'd be the first warning, the next one may fry an arm or a leg?! " Nidhiki cackled, with waving a hand that enflamed with dark magic." The choice is yours...if you don't back away."

A loud gunshot interrupted them when a tall brunette phooka police inspector appeared. He was holding a pistol.

" Cela suffit, messieurs! (That's enough, messieurs!) " he sternly warned.

" Scheiße! " Antroz cussed and angrily gritted his teeth. Then, he casted out a spell to forge a blade to pin him.

Inspecteur Tier Sauveterre slowly morphed himself into a wolf and tackled him, making the blade thrown away. The phooka angrily hissed and growled at the prisoner, showing his sharp canine teeth. Antroz couldn't break free as the officer in wolf form pinned his claws at the man's arm and bled.

" NEIN!!!! " Antroz also yelled in excruciating pain.

Creating two fiery orbs above his hands Nidhiki angrily groaned, when turning to face the unwelcomed visitor." I'd warned your friend....and now this'll be the culling of Chirox! " He'd launched both orbs upon the traitor and watched the emblazing begin on the helpless victim.

" NEIN!!! HELFEN!!!! " Chirox shrieked loudly which he was suffering a tremendous pain.

Tier heard the other Chergarian prisoner-volunteer's wailing and turned to Nidhiki. He was angrily barking and growling at him. The elven policewoman looked at her superior and pointed her pistol also at Nidhiki. Antroz remained helpless and wounded. She cornered at the mad arsonist along with the Inspector in canid form.

" N'osez pas bouger, monsieur Héthiss! (Don't you dare to move, monsieur Hethiss!) " she also warned.

Nidhiki glared devilishly at the both of them, with no sign of intimidation." There's no Dreadwolve's to save you Elves, there's only the tide of fire that's going to overcome y'all, once I've burned Chirox into nothing! "

Tier howled for help as a signal for everyone to come over. The other police officers in duty and rushed towards the hostage crisis. They all pointed their weapons at him. Antroz was helplessly staring at the scene and remaining silent and bleeding.

" Stand down, monsieur Hethiss, " an elderly man who happened to be Tier's superior and the chief inspector pointed his gun at Nidhiki. " We have heard enough! "

The phooka police inspector reverted into his human form and added, " Monsieur Hethiss, put your hands up! We ask you to surrender! "

Charging another burst of flames, Nidhiki hurled two balls of fire, created a fire ball to keep them apart from him, and retorted, " I'll do no such thing when your bullets won't have any effect of getting past my wall of flames! "

" Merde! " Dubois angrily spat.

" I know this is becoming too difficult, " Tier sighed.

" Friedrich might die in this one! "

" Slowly and painfully, he'll suffer every second because of your interference! " Nidhiki raised his hand high above him, and casted a glob of fire, and aimed for the poor victim, only it came with a high pitched groin, having an arrow pierce his arm. He looked back to a open window, and cursed to whomever shot him.

" Who!...who dares!." Nidhiki's fire spell was extinguished from the sudden rush of pain filling his being. once grabbing at the shaft of the arrow." Elven made...."

Suddenly, a slightly powerful earthquake rocked the police department as everyone noticed. Then, it was followed by a sudden intermittent on and off electricity.

Antroz became frightened to see it and turned to Nidhiki, " Nidhiki...es ist Fischer! Ivo Fischer, unser ehemaliger Kollege im Heer und im Ordre! (Nidhiki...it's Fischer! Ivo Fischer, our former colleague back in the Heer and the Ordre!) "

" Unvorstellbare Nagetiere, sie haben uns hierher verfolgt ... (Inconceivable rodents, they've tracked us here...) " Nidhiki snapped the arrow from his arm, only a second came after, piercing his side, then a third going for his right arm.

Suddenly, there was a crack on the wall as it was instantly crashed, A ginger haired Chergarian man in his late thirties wearing a jumpsuit, a pair of gloves, and goggles on his face arrived with a mysterious armed man holding an electrified Queen's Hypsotome with 500 kilowatts.

" Dein Spiel ist vorbei, Hethiss! Lass meinen Freund gehen! (Your game's over Hethiss! Let my friend go!) " Ivo heatedly spat.

" You have shown the man no mercy, but we will do the same to you..." the Blue Knight sternly added.

" Mercy is for the weak, and this betrayer won't have any! " Nidhiki shouted out and then ripped the arrows from his affected part. " The two of you have no bow...I'd only assume you've got a sniper out there..."

" You have to find it out who did it. "

" Or else you need to surrender! "

Nidhiki extended out both his arms, and released a flamethrower of shadow flames at the Blue Knight." Es ist erbärmlich, dass wir uns falschen Helden ergeben, das ist vom Tisch ... Ivo. (Pathetic of ourselves surrendering to false heroes, that's off the table...Ivo.) "

The two quickly dodged from the flames. Then, Ivo touched the crashed wall and debris and casted a spell to recreate another wall to protect the surrounding policemen. The Blue Knight hit using his energized Queen's Hypostome and gave an electrifying strike at Nidhiki for 500 kilowatts, making him stunned and fell down on the floor and shaking.

" You won't make another mess here! " the Blue Knight spat. " EVER! "

Ivo touched the metal door and casted a spell to twist and levitate the metal, changing into a different form, a metallic blob. He flexed and summoned his fingers, creating a chain and rolled around Nidhiki's body making him tightly tied up.

" Du hast versucht, mich und Sophia zu töten! Dann lassen Sie Chirox leiden! (You tried to kill me and Sophia! Then, you let Chirox suffer!) " he angrily added. " Was Sie heute Abend getan haben, ist völlig inakzeptabel! (What you did tonight is very unacceptable!) "

" Scheiße! " Nidhiki furiously cussed. " Ihr zwei werdet dem nicht entkommen! (You two won't get away from this!) "

Christopher sat upon a sturdy tree branch, and trained his bow of light towards his target." For killing four hunters of mine, the duely price is making you face justice! " He angled his arm, then fired off an arrow that met it's mark right into Nidhiki's throat.

" NEIN! " he cried and found himself bleeding. From this day, this was his last word upon losing his voice.

" Now, I've taken something of yours. The rest is rotting in prison for you..." Christopher remarked.

Injured and wounded, Nidhiki and Antroz were surrounded by the police as they got surrendered. The Blue Knight and Ivo watched the other two prisoners being incarcerated.

" Helfen...Helfen..." a low male craggy voice echoed and panted.

" Chirox! " Ivo gasped to his shock. " Verdammte! "

" Ivo, bist du das?! Sie haben mich einfach angegriffen... und...(Ivo, is that you?! They just attacked me... and... ) " Chirox cried and became severely burned. Then, he passed out.

" Chirox! Chirox! " Ivo instantly carried his burned friend.

" He needs medical attention. We'll just take him to the hospital. " the Blue Knight said and aided the burned Chergarian engineer to be carried.

Jumping down from his vantage point, Christopher gazed over to the complex, and sighed." If only we'd arrived sooner...the Umbrals aren't getting away with this." He placed his bow behind his back, and soon disappeared into the night.

Tier and the others called the ambulance. Moments later, Chirox was immediately rushed to the hospital.

(RP with BjornGamR27 and Knightfall077)

(Emir Sahin, Tier Sauveterre, Torsten, Ilona, Espen, Aurora, Saija, and Mikko Jørgensen, and Ivo Fischer belongs to BjornGamR27)

(Christopher Knightfall, Valeera, Fiona, Thorian, and Graveheart, Nidhiki Hethiss, Antroz Weber, and Chirox Friedrich from Knightfall077)

(Hector Bronco by BrandonToy)