<span style="font-style: italic">"Isolde... Isolde Devereaux" </span><br/><br/>An unmistakable odour of the other-world emitted from the atmosphere in the area, as though another of his kind was present and the thought of Kai kept coming back in his thoughts. The idea crossed his mind quickly and Erlind glanced at the companion next to him, looking at him with a questioning stare as if to ask him that he may have mistaken the suspect for somebody else. Erlind knew that she was alive, that Raphael's help had made it easier for Isolde to escape from Darcy's grasp.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">'She is healthy and well cared for. She awaits your arrival. When you are ready, I will attend to the witch. I am watching. I am listening.'</span></span>Those were Raphael's words before the Demon exiled himself from everyone else.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Who should be treated with care, which of you is Oberstleutnant Köhler?”</span>Erlind inclined his head towards the presence of the woman and his eyes furrowed a little in bewilderment. He took note of her military outfit. He was not very used to having women in power on bloody warfare grounds. He nodded, pointing the tip of the answer to the question towards him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I am Yvonne Wójcik, commanding officer of the Polish Women's Battalion, under office to the Fuhrer." </span><br/><br/>He examined her hand for a second or two, as if hesitant to take it in his and shake it. Something about the aura of the female was nauseating, but her elegant posture and beautiful visage covered up for the stench of the vibrant energy that discharged from the aura of the woman.<br/><br/>More confusion flickered across his face, before it was gone again.<span style="font-style: italic">“Your name is nothing new to me. The Fuhrer has already told me about your arrival in Munich all recently, but, it is my most delightful pleasure to meet you in person at last.”</span>A comfortable smile graced the outline of Erlind's pale face, as he shook the woman's hand. He arched a brow, adding in a sharp breath,<span style="font-style: italic">“Well, you may feel free to join us, but do not interfere in the upcoming play interrogation. Certain questions must be asked.”</span>He paused a moment, locking eyes with the woman,<span style="font-style: italic">“But be assured Fräulein Wójcik, we shall treat this person with care, you have nothing to worry about. This is not the first time I find myself in an obligation to reacquaint with a change of plan that may not comply with a national security situation.”</span>And with a smirk he added quietly,<span style="font-style: italic">“.. for now.”</span>He bowed his head lightly and stepping past the female Officer, he waved to his comrade to follow.<br/><br/>Not very much sure if Yvonne has decided to join him or not, Erlind and his man walked up the stairs in hurried steps. He stopped short near one particular flat, and moved closer towards a man who was knocking at the door.<span style="font-style: italic">“Kai? What are you doing here? And where, have you been gone again?”</span>The tone in his voice came more as a surprised remark than a questioning tone. He has always felt pleased to see the Demon around, especially in that long white coat of his that seemed to always force an unveiled grin out of Erlind, be it that he wanted it or not. He knew that he was the one that pulled back from everyone else a month ago and as much as he tried to reach Kai's thought form in the past few days, this one seemed nowhere to be found. Seeing him at Isolde's door, made the Beast's fists tighten, but then allowed them soon to relax. Now, he would not be surprised if Kai was able to see the monstrosity in disguise that lived within the shape-shifted illusion that was Asmodeus' Halloween costume - now that he no longer inhabits a mortal vessel.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Who is this man? Do you know him?”</span>The young Officer - Italian at birth - moved next to Erlind and fixed his eyes on Kai, scanning the man for weapons. He shifted his stare to Erlind with a controlled recoil. He must not have recognized Kai as: Advocate Kristoff Axel Jaeger.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Ja!”</span>Erlind responded. He suddenly felt a strange awkwardness, as the door began to slide open.