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Ryker watched the two of them go, before turning and leaving the mall, making his way to the larger vehicle.

"Suppose it's time to get out of the way and take a nap." he said.

'You know that won't help for long, right?' the demon inside him asked, as he reached the driver's side door.

"...I know." he responded heavily.

Meanwhile, Savra just smiled as Eke pulled them along.

"I like seeing you happy." they said.

Tyson froze when he heard that.

"You're right!" he exclaimed.

"She'd be in a higher-security enclosure." he told her.

"And I don't know. It's very possible." he admitted with a shake of his head.

"Regardless, we need to hurry to where she's being kept!" he declared.

Ryker just rolled his eyes.

"Fine, fine." he said.

"The RV'll be in the corner of the parking lot." he told the two of them.

"You'll see it easily." he told them further.

"Eke, here." he then said, handing Eke one of the keys.

"For the back door to it, so you can get in."

Tyson made his way quickly over to where she was, and looked at the room.

"Hmmm..." he mumbled.

"...." he was silent, before snapping his fingers.

"Oh!" he exclaimed.

"I think it's that wood elf. Azari... I think." he went on. "The one that showed up with Vanessa Encrae." he clarified.

"Not sure how much of a threat he is, admittedly, as he and Encrae just want to deal with that Vyran character."

"...yes, it's been a good long while." Ty responded.

The two of them made their way to Holding, and began checking around. They checked each room, to find them unused... until Robyn found one of the rooms... that looked like it had been used quite recently.

Papers on the desk, the bed was messy, signs of it being lived in.

Which was the worst possible scenario.

A prisoner had escaped.

"...I'm not sure, admittedly." Ty admitted.

"I mean, he should have gone home for the night. I don't think he needed to stay back for any reason." he told her. "So unless some emergency paperwork or something came up, he should be home." he went on.

"I'M here because... well... I had some things to catch up on, and it ran late." he then admitted further.

"I get behind on my case paperwork filing." he muttered.

"Regardless, let's go." he said, as he started to head in the direction of holding.

"I'll head there now." Ty responded.

"Are you coming with me?" he asked. "Or is there anywhere else you feel you should check, like the dorms?" he asked further.

He then looked around slightly, before sighing quietly.

"Still, this is strange." he said.

"Haven't had a blackout like THIS in a while." he admitted.

Ty paused when he heard that.

"...if holding is affected, we need to get there." he told her.

"Now." he said.

"Wait." he then mumbled, thinking about it.

"Do we have anyone in holding right now?" he asked her.

"We should probably check, regardless, but I wonder if this is an emergency situation?"

She then heard footsteps close by, and when she looked, she saw someone with a flashlight, turning the corner and looking at her.

"Oh, it's you." Ty's voice said.

"Was wondering what that cry was." he said.

"You all right?" he asked.

"Power's completely dead around here for some reason." he told her.

"Generators haven't even kicked in yet for some reason, as well."

He looked around the room, and discovered it was pretty secure. No real exits other than the door that he'd come in. And he wasn't even allowed out due to the mana binding him there, unless he had express permission from someone with authority.

He couldn't use the excuse of needing to use the bathroom... there was one in there. He couldn't ask to be let out to get food... he'd been told that he merely had to call and it would be brought TO him.

Perhaps a medical emergency? But that would bring attention to too many people. And even then, if it wasn't someone coming there to take a look at him, it'd be multiple people escorting him to the medical wing. Which wouldn't work.

He needed a reason to be let out of the room. Perhaps if there was a danger in the room and he absolutely HAD to be let out, for his own safety.

He looked over towards the kitchenette once more, and narrowed his eyes, regards for his own safety and wellbeing becoming less and less prevalent, as he pondered the options that he might have... depending on what was available there.

It didn't take much longer, before he was focusing on it even more. And then even more.

Pretty soon it was the only thing on his mind.

And then another person entered it. A name.

Icesska.

"..." he was silent, before sitting up and staring forward, but looking like he was thinking about something.

He needed to do something. He couldn't help himself.

"...yes." he then said quietly, as plans started to mill about in his mind.

He crossed his arms over his chest, and laid back on the bed, closing his eyes.

"..." he was silent, breathing steadily. Thinking about how to stop Vyran.

And then his thoughts shifted to just Vyran. He couldn't stop thinking about him. His power was so great. His control had been so... absolute. But he was free of him now, Vanessa had made sure of it.

So why was he hearing Vyran's voice right now?

He shot up and looked around, only to find himself alone. Unsurprisingly.

"...don't like this..." he mumbled to himself, but rather than call attention to it, tell anyone at the Unit, he just laid back down and hoped it would go away...

"..." Azari was silent again, before nodding.

"Yeah." he said.

"I'll find my way." he told her.

He looked back towards her once more, before making his way to the bed and sitting down on it. As he did, he felt a twinge of honest guilt.

He had to wonder... what happened to his sister?

Did she die in the smoke that Vanessa had released?

"...." Azari was silent, before sighing.

"Makes sense..." he said quietly.

He then looked at Terra, and she could see he looked... almost apologetic, before he shook his head and looked away.

Anything he said here would be meaningless. His sins had already been committed. And he'd do them again for Vanessa. The guilt he was feeling now was because he was in Terra's presence. Like a child scolded, still amongst their parent.

With that, he took a step into the room, and flinched.

He felt it. Himself being bound to the room.