Asariel had taken a moment to compose herself after the conflict, so many guard deaths in such an amazingly short time, was a rather morbid thing to dwell upon. But it was in their own defence, had they not killed them, the guards would have killed them all, or perhaps worse. It wasn't until she heard the sound of gunshot, that she opened her eyes once more to view the interior of the place...Though there was now a grand and rather majestic Redwood tree in the room near the centre, which was rather odd to say the least.<br/><br/>Walking with great haste towards the monolithic tree, and her four siblings, she hurriedly tried to place her intricately patterned white gloves back upon her pale-skinned hands, they were useful in that they stopped her from freezing everything she touched solid. Eventually managing to the put the white gloves on, she was only a few feet from the tree itself and still walking rather quickly towards it, Leacantheum was stood at the entrance of the tree, guarding it and making sure that only her siblings were to enter. Also nearby were some members of the undead that belonged to Azrael, a rather unnerving sight to say the very least, but they were at least peaceful and indeed helpful to her and her siblings.<br/><br/>Reaching the entrance of the Redwood Tree, she entered through the small slit that Lea had been guarding. The interior was, quite astonishing. Across the walls, bioluminescent glowing green mushrooms grew plentiful, painting the insides of the trunk with a pleasant natural green light. In the centre were placed four chairs and a table. All wooden by the looks of them, and rather sturdy. With a smile she said to Lea with an unintentionally cold tone.<span style="color: #0000FF">"You never cease to amaze."</span>Though she soon turned her attention to Azrael, who just seemed to have performed some manner of rejuvenating his energy reserves, no doubt so many undead under his control was taxing upon his stamina.<br/><br/>She had been most intrigued by what Heirik had to say about this 'project source,' but she was more preoccupied with the bodies being disposed off.<span style="color: #0000FF">"Yes, we need to dispose of these bodies, cover our tracks, then go elsewhere before we decide on action."</span>