The sun began to rise and touched the city as the Sovereign regained control over his body then he picked himself up off of the city park's grass. "You managed to pull that trick once but you won't be successful again when I tighten my grip around your neck and you spill what I want to hear or I'll spill your guts on the cement!" Mèng yáo heard her captor shout from a mile away before she heard him release a demonic and monstrous roar that startled the animals in the forest with them. She felt her heart racing through her chest as she continued rushing in the contrary direction.
Settembre helped his younger brother to a nearby chair to rest from wounds received after he joined the rescue team late. The Throndson child's lemon chiffon energy wrapped around him as electricity sparked around it before he hopped to the balcony outside of the office's entrance and rested with a slightly downtrodden expression. Rue stood resting in the market place's corner where the Sovereign left her unconscious when she realized they lost. Mèng yáo's second son left the office after his cries ceased when the Sovereign escaped with his mother with jugs of lemon chiffon colored water much like the kind that they fell in which broke their fall into the cavern. He opened a jug and began tossing handfuls of the water on Noa's broken arms. Wilel and Settembre looked over at the owner's son as the older stood near his younger brother's wounds after he was bruised and battered further by the Sovereign before fleeing. "No, don't touch her, what are you doing?!" Wilel shouted with an urgent tone. Noa's tears evaporated as she had been able to move her arms a few moments later.
Wilel found himself feeling baffled by the fact that it healed her. Noa moved her fingers then observed her arms and found herself relating to Wilel before she showed her gratitude to the son with a warm hug. The owner's second child waddled over to Wilel despite his unnecessary remarks to share his water with him as well. Noa glared over towards Wilel which had him shut up after a final rude joke that had him cracking up. Rue fell in love with the owner's granduncle and his bushy brows as well as petite size, she watched as he took three fingers and splashed the powerfully healing liquid on Wilel's wounds. Mèng yáo's granduncle began coughing horrifically. "I'm Wenbo, Mèng yáo's father's younger brother and I heard when he abruptly rushed into the office— that bastard began yapping about the man that my grand niece hired for a task that's impossible for us. I'll heal all of you if you're hunting him down and I'll pay you guys everything I've got for you to return my grandniece to us!" Wenbo declared as he held onto his cane before seeing Rue staring his way with a gaping mouth and injured in the corner in the southern corner then rushed over as quick as his petite legs would allow. Wilel sat up slowly before he fixed his older brother in the eyes with a slightly dejected stare then he turned his gaze towards Ryoh Throndson with a more relaxed mien. "You're certain that you know his scent?" Wilel asked the Throndson's successor. Ryoh nodded with silence as he held a shameful expression on the office entrance's balcony above. "They w-were counting on me to put a stop to him." The Throndson heir thought to himself as he glared up at the ceiling with a downtrodden expression.
Settembre's lemon chiffon energy bursted around his body for the others to see as he approached his younger brother. "Stop it." Said the Williams family's second son with a surprisingly calm tone that his brother wasn't expecting. Wilel added up the various clues that he had collected in his thoughts for a moment. "Can those raconteur things that you three love so wholly completely transform somebody's entire life?" Wilel asked cautiously. Settlembre heard an almost sad tone as he asked the question. "Alright. Yep. I was trained by the world's greatest Detective, so just get on with it." Settembre replied with a defeated tone. Wilel looked at his brother with compassion before he turned his back. "Our powers with sufficient training and technique have the ability to grow, transmogrify or simply learn new tricks that are vastly different from the last. The last time we saw Jayden when he stormed out of our home at seventeen due to his differences with our father, I remember he held a certain look in his eye. The kind has someone looking over their shoulder for when they'll strike. Jayden is your contrary, he'd train for a century if it meant the last word for him, he's also our family's golden fruit. The likelihood that others outside of the families in the heroic oath know about the raconteurs or the likelihood of a prodigious character with a grudge against us or the families—!" Wilel found himself interrupted by his older brother. Settembre turned his back towards his younger brother. "Both are exceptionally low. There's one way that he could have picked up a new trick powerful enough." Settembre replied with a dreary and demoralized eyes. As Settembre squeezed his wrist ever tighter, the team witnessed a raconteur in the form of a turtle on the hero's shoulder absorb their friend's lemon chiffon energy much like Kaden as it shifted from its basic turquoise without the Williams family's second son noticing. Wilel ignited his lemon chiffon energy as he shouted for the team's attention. "I know we're all down for failing to take this traveling psycho down but now's the time that we— do what Throndson always says— it's time for us to lock in and bring our Wiley back home!" Wilel speeches with an emphasis on the family aspect as he gestured for everyone to rise up. The team individually thought momentarily before Rue arose and got on her feet before Haoyu followed and cracked his knuckles.
As her social bar known as the wandering coal's gasp came into her sight, her breathing and exhaustion grew heavier though so did her relief while she rushed towards it without looking back. Mèng yáo surveyed the area around her before she rushed inside expecting a welcome from her personal security force. Her club's lead security officer with a firm voice sprinted to her hip and firmly grasped her hand. "Miss, what's happening?!" He shouted with a worried tone as he grasped his sword in its half unsheathed on his hip. The lead's next-in-command ran to his hip with a similar question, though without his worry. Mèng yáo begged for some water from another nearby guard, he immediately dashed and fetched her a cup. "There's an enenra who's invaded the relic service hallway hunting me with a thirst for blood!" Mèng yáo shouted with a terrified smile. The lead guard with a firm voice stood away from her as he found himself confused by her warning. "I'll call Gaurunsu: China's Immortal subduer!" Said the lead guard with an urgent tone. The guard that's the bar's next-in-command shocked expression formed into relief. "This evil spirit couldn't stand a chance against modern Xi'an's immortal subduer sect!" He shouted with excitement with the thought of seeing them in action in person and a hint of fear. Mèng yáo's awkward smile shifted into a fearful frown as her next thought visited when he mentioned the sect. "This one is strange, he must be a human enenra since he had more than ruthlessness, someone removed a limb from him, he remembered his parents during his life and is currently after the relic hunter that I hired to avenge them?" Mèng yáo pieced and noted as she began to calm her nerves as she began to hope as another idea entered her thoughts. The lead guard's eyes lit up with relief. "You aren't being stalked and hunted by an enenra, we've got to thank Ul. We're dealing with a human gifted with uncanny techniques thanks to his lemon chiffon energy. That's within our realm of solving, ma'am, there's actually no need to worry about a beautiful hair on your head this morning." Head of wandering coal's gasp told his boss with the most assuring tone which he could muster. The next-in-command begged his superior for permission to call on the famous vanquisher who defended their city in the past regardless of if he agreed or not for certain victory. Mèng yáo rarely spoke with her authority in security matters in the past though this time her mind wandered into pessimism with uncomfortable questions swirling and she approved of the plan instead. The guard of the wandering coal's gasp in the position of next-in-command took two steps prior to noticing the Sovereign's quiet presence on the farthest table of the establishment to their right, staring in their direction with his apricot eyes spreading fear. He alerted and shouted to his superior before the wandering coal's gasp bar's duo headed for their gun, one on the hip and the other under their arm and began unleashing rounds into their mysterious and unwelcome guest. The two found themselves terrified and stuck in a state of confusion as they witnessed many bullets penetrated as others strangely bounced elsewhere. The next-in-command gasped as he backed away with a gaping mouth. "I was one of the best marksmen during our training and only two hit him?!" Said the next-in-command as the horror that he felt afterwards settled in comfortably. The head guard tossed away his firearm with his inferior following. "Only five of mine but it must've been a defensive technique, we've got to keep him away from our lady through close quarters, we've got to dispel what he throws through our dispel mastery!" The lead guard shouted as he and his inferior sprinted towards the Sovereign of ash and smoke. The Sovereign, the mysterious intruder they were determined to forcibly remove, stood up, took a step off the table then moved his mask to the right before he sprayed a thick cloud of smoke from his mouth which instantaneously forced them into unconsciousness. Mèng yáo heard her guard's bodies drop on her bar's floor with a loud thud in front of her. The Wandering coal's gasp's owner rushed and obtained one of her security's swords and held the blade towards the Sovereign as he stood watching her ease into a fearful stance. After momentarily mustering enough courage to wield the blade against the unwelcome guest, she rushed towards him with a battle cry and removed his left arm. Exhausted and under heavy breathing as her heart raced while she cautiously moved away, the Sovereign slowly approached her until he was close enough for her to smell his breath as he released a thin cloud of smoke with it. She dropped to her knees staring into his dead gray eyes. Tears began to waterfall down her cheeks ruining her makeup. The sovereign grabbed his arm and reattached it to his socket before blowing smoke around it then he let it flop on his thigh as he held open his palm, enjoying the warmth in his hand as he conjured smoke to wrap around his entire arm. "One chance. Your most recent relic pursuer's location." Said the Sovereignty of ash and smoke, instead she laughed at his voice. Mèng yáo began cracking up hysterically though she found herself at his mercy and unable to move anything below her neck. The Sovereign utilized his smoke to torture the queen of Xi'an and relic gossip for over an hour. As she laid on the ground afterwards recovering, she couldn't help her thoughts replaying every moment of vomiting, sensation of burning, debilitating headaches and an attempt to force to become an addict for his smoke to manipulate her until she proved her nickname in the relic world as an empress of will. The Sovereign entered the room with her security forces which got the reaction out of her that he enjoyed witnessing.