Watching as the policemen were running towards them, Adryan could also see how a sudden storm appeared and was putting out the flames in the mansion.
While he was drenched by the drops of water that were slowly cleaning the blood that covered him, Adryan gently placed Grievius's body on the garden grass.
Grasping Grievius's arms he delicately placed them across his chest crosswise, after which he took off his black coat and placed it on top of the man covering him.
Now clad in a white shirt that had turned pink from blood and was torn apart, Adryan sat on the grass next to Grievius's body as he watched as this storm put out the fire.
"This party was a disaster, wasn't it, Mr. Grievius?" even knowing that the man was no longer going to answer him, Adryan continued speaking while the drops of water hit him.
"You know when I first met you you seemed like a shameless old man and I wanted to punch that monocle off your face" as the policemen began to surround the survivors with weapons raised And with great carriages arriving ready to take away the survivors, looking around Adryan continued speaking.
"But you grew on me, you know?
You reminded me a lot of my previous Uncle, he was also shameless"
"Because he also had a very similar humor to you, he loved to provoke people and he expected these people to respond the same or worse..."
"Growing up he always bothered me because my front teeth had gone bad."
"They had come out very front and was very much like a fictional character named Timmy Turner."
"He even said that if a car were to run over me my teeth would flatten the car's tire."
Giving a light laugh, Adryan placed a hand on Grievius's covered chest.
"His nicknames ranged from tire spikers to market Dracula I hated him for a long time because of how much he bullied me"
"But when I grew up I learned several things from him, for example that he was very hairy, and when I say very hairy, I mean it."
Letting out a louder laugh, Adryan patted Grievius lightly as he wiped a tear from his eye.
"He looked like a bear with so much hair that he had so I started giving him nicknames based on this, Bigfoot, Malnourished Bear and Hairy Ass"
"When I started doing that he began to treat me better, of course he still bothered me because of my teeth but I bothered him with his hairy body, you could say that that made us closer"
Watching as the policemen began to escort the survivors away, starting with the women, Adryan sighed as he ran a hand through his wet hair, removing the hairs that bothered his eyes.
"The more I chatted with you the more I realized how similar you were to my Uncle, I think that's why I enjoyed spending time with you at the shooting range or just chatting over wine or coffee"
"It was a real pleasure to have met you Mr. Grievius and I must admit that you are a real man."
Remembering how Grievius, despite having seen how a beyonder with a higher sequence than him was easily killed, he still attacked that woman.
"I hope wherever you are I'm sure you're having a great time drinking wine and provoking others."
Watching as the policemen began loading the men into another carriage and one was approaching him, Adryan patted Grievius's arms lightly.
"Rest in peace old fool"
"Sir, you have to come with us. We can't stay here. Someone else will come to take care of the body of your loved one."
Looking at this policeman who seemed to be in his late thirties and with a hard look in his eyes, Adryan nodded as he got up and followed the policeman to a large carriage where he got on but before entering he looked over at Grievius who now had a man in a black suit and black hat next to him who had realized he was being watched.
Seeing Adryan, the man gave him a slight nod before gently grabbing Grievius's body, the redhead nodded as well as he entered the large carriage.
Looking at those inside, Adryan didn't recognize anyone so sitting down next to a man who was hugging himself, trembling slightly, the redhead looked at the ground as the carriage began to leave the area.
Inside the vandalized mansion right now there were 3 people staring at each other while standing next to the big hole.
One of them was an old man with silver eyes, he wore a soft hat and a black robe with the symbol of the Lord of Storms embroidered on it.
The other was also an old man in white priest's robes and a cleric's cap. His face was usually kind, but this time his face showed coldness and anger.
And the last one was an old man with deeply recessed eyes, wearing a black and red archbishop's robe and a five Evernight Sacred Emblem on his chest. He had an extremely clean appearance.
The three of them were looking at the large hole in the ground as various teams appeared around them carrying the bodies of their fallen members.
The old man who wore the black robe with the symbol of the Lord of Storms turned to look at the other 2 as he spoke with a heavy and furious voice.
"This area was supposed to be under the protection of MI9 so HOW IS IT POSSIBLE FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO HAPPEN?"
When he said that, bolts of electricity began to envelop his body…