Exploding exasperated to the founded questions the right hand needed to know the answer for, Zeleskiaz's expression that had maintained composure commenced to distort with the deep concerns his soul kept at Marianne's disappearance… Holding the stunned stare of the man before him to try and reign the tension possessing his being. — "… I wasn't even able to notice once her aura turned invisible…! Cursed be myself… Someone took her right under my nose! And now-!… *Bang*… D*mn it all, Biel…"
"… I'll gather your troops along the Robus Pars right away. Do you have any idea of who's the culprit?"
"There are too many that may be at fault… But I'll take care of that, once I have Høyrød Poena in my hand." — Reassured by the consequent attitude Biel adopted, the Prince said, more collected although his frown would not dissolve. — "I'll… force them to talk if I have to."
"Don't just kill them blindly…"
