The demon's request shocked Faelan at first, he'd almost forgotten about the key. The massive relief of the pain made him only focus on his drink, the heat of the drink soothing him even more from the inside. Still a little insulted that the demon intended on getting Shula and him as a pair. He'd killed plenty of shit in his time, Shula's existence just being the most recent bloop on his radar of life. And even though it had been a significant bloop in the broad view of things, he wouldn't be surprised if the lizard went off and tried to find a way to break the bond. Wishing her luck in his head as he reached into his vest and pulled out the key, the contact sending the magical shimmers down his arm's runes.<br/><br/>Putting the key in cause some major magic to happen, he could feel the energy run through the key into his arm, every rune ablaze even through his shirt sleeves. Not bright enough to cause any distraction, he hoped, but enough to make him sure this wasn't any ordinary door. The hairs on his neck stood up, and it almost felt like a surge of electricity ran it's course through his body before leaving, back into the door. The outline of the door seemed to glow with an ominous hum before fading in the blink of an eye. In fact, the whole thing happened so quickly that he wasn't sure he'd have seen it if he had actually blinked. Sliding the door open, he was surprised to see, or rather not to see, the inside of the closet anymore.