Damian largely ignored Om's request to save the other woman. As far as Damian knew, Om was not his master, and the affairs of others were not his business. Didn't seem like Damian needed to do anything anyways, as the mysterious girl from before made her quick introduction and went to help the woman. Damian than focused on the thing that Om was looking for, the "gray, rectangular object". To Damian that sounded like a brick, of which the entire structure was made of. But at least it should have some rather brightly colored words written on it, so that was one thing to look out for. Damian was tempted to make a remark about Om's physical weakness, but now wasn't the time to be snide. For all he knew, they could all be in great danger.<br/><br/>Before Damian went about searching, the other mortal with the scarred face asked him a question about his mortality. Damian already had a rather lengthy explanation in his head, but again, there were more pressing matters to attend to. But to keep the scarred mortal complacent, Damian gave him a simple answer.<span style="font-weight: bold">"I am a demon. We are not under the same constraints of mortality as the like of you... Humans."</span>Damian than tore a portal into thin air, expecting his fellow demons to emerge to assist him in searching for Om's object. However, something was amiss. Normally Damian's portal would open up into the Inferno like a window, showing whatever was on the other side through the portal. But this time, all that showed was a black abyss. This has never happened to Damian before. Both curious and cautions, he picked up a stone and tossed it into the abyss. The stone went in, but even after a length of time, he did not hear the stone echo or land. Wherever his portals now lead it, it was not his home realm of the Inferno. It seemed that this strange summoning did more than just displace him from his world; it prevented him from going back.<br/><br/>Closing the portal, Damian quickly resume his search for Om's Object.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"I cannot access the inferno, nor can I call upon my allies to me. This is more than simply a summoning; I am trapped. All the more reason for me to escape. But... If I cannot return to the Inferno, am I mortal like the rest of these beings?"</span></span>Damian pondered this thought only for a short while. He began to move about, tossing dead bodies out of the way as he searched for Om's Object. He was at least able to unitize his shapeshifting as he grew multiple eyes to help him look, though he would need to find a good opportunity to see if his illusion magic also still functions. Soon enough he found some sort of metallic brick with something painted on the side. Damian did not know the language that the words were written in. He didn't register that he understood their voices but not their writings, and frankly if Damian had his way he wouldn't need to. Still somewhat unsure if this was Om's Object, Damian returned to the mortal.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Is this your object, mortal?"</span>Damian showed the painted brick thing to Om.