<strong>Felicia</strong><br/><br/>Felicia frowned as she watched Jacob's death affecting the group immediately, tearing them to every direction. She herself wanted to just go into a corner and cry and not deal with people that had lost it. She had however been trained for this, and she was able to hold her feelings back for now.<br/><br/><strong>"This isn't a debate!"</strong>She said.<strong>"Despite Jacob being dead, I am your goddamn leader and if this group is to stay together, we aren't going to dart in every direction following some random guy's command!"</strong>She spoke with her rather high pitched and soft voice, that didn't really sound anything like authoritative.<br/><br/>She didn't even think of taking part into various other discussions, which according to what Lucien had said had no meaning whatsoever.<strong>"We are heading to Liam's direction."</strong>She said,<strong>"you are free to follow my command, or Yair's command."</strong>She continued.<strong>"But by following anyone else than me, you are signing off the microbotics contract and you can kiss goodbye to your paycheck and discard any help coming from our direction, you will not be my, nor microbotics' worry after abandoning this mission."</strong><br/><br/>She went in the building that Liam was gesturing to, it was a rather large one, the interior decoration had been like in one of those horror films, but it had largely been ruined. There seemed to be some sort of bell on a desk near the door. It seemed like some kind of a ticket booth or... Reception? She looked further and saw safe boxes on the back wall, it had to be a hotel.<em>'At least we'll get to spend our first night here in a hotel.' </em>She thought to herself.<br/><br/>She didn't look after herself to see who were following and looked for a toilet room, opening a few doors before finding one, which was almost completely ruined, but better than nothing. She leaned against one of the sinks and threw up. Not able to contain the anxiety her friend's death had caused.<br/><br/>After few moments she backed away and collapsed to the ground, sitting against the wall in a corner and leaning against her knees, starting to cry silently. She didn't notice the noise from the nearby toilet booth as a tentacle approached from its partially open door...<br/><br/><div align="center">---</div><br/><strong>Nikolai</strong><br/><br/>Nikolai wasn't really wanting to follow anyone's lead at this point. He just wanted to get out of the city. But as it seemed apparent they would go into hiding for now, he didn't really have much options.<br/><br/>The choice was rather easy for him, he followed the money for now, thought he was pretty sure that he'd rather try killing all of them at some point than trying to help them. He wanted to be the one that would survive.<br/><br/>As he stepped inside the old hotel after Lucien and Felicia, he headed for the upstairs.<strong>"I'll check the upstairs."</strong>He said while unholstering his shotgun.<br/><br/><div align="center">----</div><br/><strong>NPCs</strong><br/><br/>The creature had noticed young woman entering the toilet room, it slowly creeped toward her, with intention to destroy the girl, in every imaginable way. The girl seemed fragile and an easy prey in her current state, so the monster didn't seem to be too cautious, anyone darting into the room would notice it right away.<br/><br/><div align="center">---</div><br/>Xaryos was awakening. It had been decades since someone had last stumbled to his basement, now there seemed to be at least two coming his way. Xaryos wasn't easy spot in the dark room, it was simply because his skin worked like that of a chameleon, otherwise he didn't look that much different from humans, only differences were that he was scaled, his mouth continued from one  ear to another and could open wide enough to fit in a head of a man. His hands were clawed as well as his feet, nails sharp enough to work as kitchen knives.<br/><br/>He begun to climb along the ceilings toward the intruders, moving unnaturally. If Yair wasn't prepared, he would be in for a very unpleasant surprise.<br/><br/><div align="center">---</div><br/>The Dark Count smiled as he saw his favourite underling return. The succubus, Demoniah was by far his favourite. He loved the fact she actually had her own brains, unlike hundreds of the others. It might have something to do with the fact he had created all the others, and Demoniah wasn't his own creation. Demoniah had chosen to serve him and for that, he was very pleased.<br/><br/><strong>"I heard humans entered the city again... Are there many, Demoniah?"</strong>He asked silently. The more the merrier. He wasn't afraid of humans, he had been playing his games for two thousand years and by far none of them had outmatched him. he enjoyed making them suffer, scaring them, hunting them. He could have simply sent an all out attack against them to dispose of them, but that wouldn't be nearly as much fun.<br/><br/><strong>"I  hope you found someone of your liking, did you?"</strong>