As Trixie slipped back into the Montpellier estate to prepare for her grand finale the following day, Emerick gazed across the smoldering ruins of what had once been the site of one of his businesse's laboratories. Thankfully, nobody had been in the building when whatever had triggered the explosion had occurred, so there had been no deaths and--even more miraculously--no injuries. Still, he felt troubled as the remaining embers flickered within the rubble.
"It is possible this was a genuine accident," Titus, who was standing at his side, remarked. "We were testing a few different formulas that were highly combustible..."
"...but?" Emerick glanced at him from the side, sensing there was more to the half-orc's statement left unsaid.
