Stepping inside the place, Gabriel could see Michael staying outside, sword drawn and at the ready as Gabriel stepped forth to look about inside. What awaited was a show of slaughter. Servants, cut where they stood, still held short blades in their hands, seeming to have defended against someone. There was torn remnants of silky fabric on the floor, as well as a small amount of blood, not enough to kill a person but to injure them certainly. There was no signs of the maid, or the lady herself.<br/><br/>The house looked like it had not been looted, but any of the other nine servants were beyond help. A cook holding a kitchen knife had been cut in three pieces, head and hand holding the knife separate from the rest of him. A scullery maid impaled by a long, slender blade, thrust thrugh the heart and out at the back. It quickly became apparent to the knight this was not just one weapon at use. Impaling and slashing alike could be seen, and distinctly different blades.<br/><br/>There was something on the floor nearby though. Cracked white mask, similar that the traitors wore in their attack against the King before. Except this mask was more intricate, more detailed. Reminding of the mages that transported the Grand Master away alongside the young man before in the meeting.