Leonard scoffed at the way the woman dispatched his minions. A sword. How quaint. Still... it had been effective since he had not expected her to put up much of a fight. She had in fact and wound up destroying three of his most loyal, if worthless, minions.<br/><br/>Slowly he stood from the throne of bone and stone he had erected for himself in the chamber he had claimed as his own territory.<br/><br/>"Perhaps this one needs a bit of personal attention." Turning he walked down the passageway that would lead him to her.<br/><br/>From down the passage way opposite to the direction that Hillary was moving she could hear the sound of scrapping feet, shadows flickering and moving, and soft moans heading her direction. Leonard was herding her towards him, and placing blocks in her path at each intersection.<br/><br/><br/>