Dherrris sat at a table with his face buried in his hands, his prisonerâ€™s dog tags and assorted other files strewn about him. Nearby a monitor showed the currently unmoving Jane. While he could go in and wake her himself, Dherris was to busy pulling himself back together. He was pushing himself way past his limits the last few days and the new information that Shey is potentially alive was another shock to his system.<br/><br/>If she was alive, he needed to make sure she got to safetyâ€¦ but if she was alive why couldnâ€™t he feel her? Was he getting his hopes up for nothing? Was it really worth it to go after her just toâ€¦<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">You are pathetic.</span></span>A ebony darkness crept into the edges of Dherrisâ€™ eyes.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Shut up! This has nothing to do with you!</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Actually it does as rescuing your whore is not part of our agreement.</span></span><br/><br/>Dherrisâ€™ jaw clenched.<span style="font-style: italic">Things changeâ€¦</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">Not this. Do you really think she wants you? She is probably not even thinking about you. Probably getting herself fucked by some other person right now and enjoying it as she gets that ravenous wet cunt of hers filled by whatever meat she can find.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">You know nothing!</span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">I know she is in Heat and without yourâ€¦ â€œcomfortingâ€ touch.</span></span>A smile could almost be felt in the words.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">How long do you really think she will last before she starts mounting any male that comes her way? Enough of this though, it is a waste of time and we still have a deal Dherrisâ€¦ Die now or die later, make your choice.</span></span><br/><br/>Dherris was torn.<br/><br/>*************************************************<br/><br/>Iamme was pissed, not only was their target for corruption eluding their grasp but he also got himself captured! It was incredibly infuriating. Now the demon was searching for a way to get the clumsy mage out where he could be attended to without human distraction or interference.<br/><br/>Of course, nothing ever turned out easy as the mage found a way to break out. Iamme was forced to rush through the base posing as officers or simply passing through walls to avoid being discovered. On a good not though, Iamme was partially pleased to see the temper tantrum the mage seemed to be going through was leading to a lot of destruction and chaos. If he and Sasha struck now they might have a chance in converting the stubborn asshole.<br/><br/>Once Iamme partially passed through that wall to the cell where Jack was head though the demon noticed a few new problems: the most obvious was the former demon lord of the realm, and secondly was Sheyerra West. Shey shouldnâ€™t be here, she should be under Dherrisâ€™ watchful eyeâ€¦ Now the stories regarding the captured werewolf and killed demon were starting to make sense. The next issues with her just complicated things more as Iamme could feel the demonic taint in Shey and also realized the stories of her unusual Heat were true as well.<br/><br/>Abbaddon was another story as he seemed to be trying to take Shey away and suggesting that Dherris was alive. Whether the lord was telling the truth or lying to get Sheyâ€™s cooperation. His presence in the city though was a serious threat to the Masterâ€¦ He needed to be informed right away!<br/><br/>Iamme couldnâ€™t try to channel the Master though as it might be sensed by Abbaddon which meant Iamme had to do it the old fashion way. The demon flew out of the facility leaving Sasha (where ever she was) to deal with any fallout from the battle starting between the mage and demon lord.<br/><br/>Iamme moved with astounding speed as being insubstantial allowed him to ignore air resistance and other such pesky issues for acceleration or speed. In little time the demon was at the â€˜estateâ€™ of his lord and master, the place set up to allow the Master to move quickly into the city once it fell rather than trek all the way from the central â€˜palaceâ€™.<br/><br/>Iamme didnâ€™t stand on proper etiquette or protocol and just ran into his Masterâ€™s room, only to immediately fall to the floor to kneel deeply to the master hoping to mitigate his anger a little. â€œMaster, forgive me for my insolence but I have disturbing information,â€ Iamme said quickly even as he gasped for breath, trying to get the important stuff he need to say out before the Master could punish him, â€œAbbaddon is in the city my lord and is trying to take your werewolf prizeâ€¦â€