Melchior dispersed Damjan's power and returned to the chair.
"Well, that's certainly going to be a problem." he thought, shrugging.
With the Golden Lion Order being as petty as Circe had laid out, he was almost certainly sure that they'd come after him way worse since he attacked Bram.
"Nothing I can do about that," he muttered, walking over to the disarranged parts of the house and starting to clean up, "Just grow stronger. Strong enough that insects like these can no longer come near me,"
For now, he would have to deal with it and face the consequences of his actions.
. . .
A few hours later, Zale, Alissa and Erin all returned back home. He didn't tell them what had happened. There was no need to worry them needlessly.
Erin had now taken up a somewhat permanent space in his home. Neither Zale or Alissa minded much and quite enjoyed her presence. Zale didn't like anything in particular about her, but Alissa liked the new company.
