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Hal narrowed his eyes as he saw Jordan acting this way.

"..." he was silent, before looking at Zeke.

"Take her out of this room, and shut the door as you leave." he told him. "I do not want her to see where I hide this." he reasoned. "I'll call for you both when I hide it." he said further.

"All right." Zeke responded.

"Come on." he told Jordan.

"Let's wait out in the receptionist's area."

Hal caught the battery, and looked at it, narrowing his eyes.

"...very well." he said. He then looked at Zeke, and nodded.

Zeke nodded back, and took out his blade. Hal tossed it towards him, and Zeke swung the blade as hard as he could at the crystal. Sadly, with the clause in Vanessa'a contract in play, the crystal repelled itself away from the blade, but the force of his swing caused it to go flying across the room, where it slamming into the far wall, shattering upon impact, and falling to the floor.

"Done!" Zeke exclaimed.

"Drop the camera." Hal told Jordan.

"Drop it and we'll put it away."

"Damn it." Zeke cursed.

"The please release the ones you can." Hal told her.

"We need to release the ones that CAN be released, even if it isn't many." he stated.

"And THEN we're going to lock that camera away in a mana-blocking safe." he growled. "That piece of equipment shall NOT be used as long as that woman remains alive." he stated.

"But for now, please release the ones you CAN."

"Apologies, but this was the only way we could think of." Hal said.

"That camera is at the epicentre of all this, as you told me." he told her. "We need to do something about it. NOW." he said further.

"She was invading your mind and using you as a point of contact. Odds are you're still retaining SOME information about her plans, and about that camera." he then reasoned.

"Can you think of a way to reverse this?" he asked.

"Or some way to crimp her plans? Even if it's as simple as destroying the camera?"

Just as she got her lucidity back, Zeke started to withdraw his mana again. And just as he did so, Hal put the crystal on the desk.

"When his mana is taken out, touch this crystal!" he ordered Jordan.

"It will drive out her influence!" he stated.

Zeke then pulled the rest of the mana out, and lifted her to her feet, gently pushing her up the crystal.

"Just put your hand on it." Hal said.

"You'll have a greater period of time without her controlling you."

Hal was then silent once more, looking down as was usual for those under her control. She kept them under her thumb, and always made them feel like they were unworthy to even LOOK at her... unless commanded. But then he looked right into her eyes, and grinned.

"Ezekiel LeBlanc. And Hal Sharp." he told her.

Then, before she could respond, the door behind her slammed shut, revealing Zeke to have been hiding behind it. The archangel nephilim then lunged forward, tackling Jordan to the floor.

"Got you!" he declared, as they both hit the floor.

"Hurry!" Hal shouted. "The clarity we've been given won't last long!" he reminded him.

It was at that point, both Zeke and Jordan were surrounded by a holy angelic aura... but it was started to slowly seep INTO Jordan.

Hal sat behind the desk, staring blankly forward. He looked at her briefly for a moment, and then spoke.

"You ordered me to tell if you I discovered anything notable." he told her.

"Well... I have." he stated.

"As a matter of fact, this threatens to ruin your plans for this place altogether." he then warned her further.

"I have received word that your control is not as absolute on some, as it is on others. And they are trying to band together and try and fight back against you." he then continued.

As she looked back, she saw that Ty was... having trouble.

He was trying to eat, continue his lunch, but it was borderline impossible. He was too weak, and could only sit there in silence. His arms dropped to his sides, and he slumped down.

He wasn't dead.

But odds are he wished he was.

As she had wanted, he was being tormented by this. It was a special kind of torture.

The one that was sitting there didn't even flinch when she did so. He was under her thumb as well, and offered NO resistance to her plunging her fangs into him. He was even aware that she would probably kill him this way.

But he still offered no resistance.

In fact, he just continued to sit there, as he started to get weaker.

Jordan could feel it, too. She was drinking greedily from him, and she could feel him starting to slouch a little already. She was draining him FAST, and he was already getting weak enough to start to lose consciousness.

Ilias just stood up as she ordered, and nodded slowly.

"...yes..." was all he said.

He then turned and slowly started to trudge towards Mira's office. He led Jordan into it, and then over towards the smaller door hidden within the office. He used the keypad to unlock the smaller door, and opened it.

With that, he stepped inside, and Kiah looked over towards him... seeing he had no food.

And that he was moving considerably differently.

"..." Ilias was silent again, before gesturing in the direction of Mira's office.

"Mira's... room..." he said.

"Hidden... hiding away..." he told her further.

"She is there. We were there." he went on, as his snakes retracted back into his hair, and disappeared completely.

And again, he went silent. He had told her what she wanted to know.

Now he was waiting for further instructions.

"Ah..." Ilias stammered, as he felt himself getting sucked into the eyes.

"N... ngh... n-no..." he stuttered further, as his snakes went limp in his hair, losing the will to fight back and do... anything, really. He then raised an arm, his hand balled into a fist, and looked ready to punch himself... in the temple. He was planning to render himself unconscious right there and then... until it seemed like the red in the eyes filled the entire room with its gaze.

"..." he was then silent for another moment. And just stared into them, his arm falling to the side, limply.

"I... I... won't." he told her.

"I can't. So I will not." he said. His voice was lifeless now. He had no will left in his mind.

"AH!" Ilias yelled.

"Get away from me!" he shouted.

"Stop it! What the hell are you doing!?" he exclaimed, as the snakes under his hair emerged from beneath.

They then hissed loudly and threateningly, as they readied themselves.

They were ready to all bite the hand and arm of the one that had grabbed him.

"No, no, no, no, no..." Ilias mumbled to himself, looking around frantically.

But he knew he couldn't see anything. He wouldn't see anything.

And he was in this darkened space with very dangerous people.

He then fell to his hands and knees, and started to slowly shuffle away from where he'd seen her. He had to get away. And he'd hoped that this did not extend to where Kiah was.

He couldn't let them discover her.

And he had to get away from them. But could he go back to where Kiah was...?