"What's the meaning of this, Abe?"
"Abe… you're here." Orwell says, sighing in relief. "Did you get him?"
Abe nodded.
"What happened?" Lucas asks and lowers his staff which blocked Abe's arm. Abe nonchalantly backed away, looking at them blankly.
"Well, don't expect any word from Abe." Orwell says, clearly with effort. He can barely speak. "He protected me."
"What in the world happened to you? How are you protected?"
"I fought the enemy and Abe rescued me the last minute. It was a good thing he pierced through the glamour."
"Enemy?" Lucas asks. "Who would've done this to you?"
"Infernal magic." Abe says. "Not gone."
"Right." Orwell says. "He left his mark. How considerate,"
Lucas helped Orwell stand. "You have to explain. Faustina's missing."
"Shit." Orwell mutters. "We have to get to her. Now. Her life is in danger, Lucas. I'll explain this later. Where is she?!"
Lucas gritted his teeth. "She's missing."
"I know where she is."
