02-07-2018, 08:22 PM
At the murder done by Dark Hecate, Warren was completely immobilized. For several seconds, he was like a statue. It was like a basilisk or a gorgon had turned him to stone, but that was fortunately not the case. Several moments passed, and Warren finally recovered. She was not a woman of her word and couldn't be trusted. She was a sadist, and enjoyed the pain of others. Really, he didn't feel safe around her anymore and was at his first opportunity relocating himself somewhere her ice powers wouldn't do her much good. Warren went over to the body of the elf girl and reached out a hand, closing her eyes, and then saying. "You deserved more than she gave you, but sadly I cannot help. I may have been unable to save you, but I can bury you. I can at least do that much." Hot saline liquid interfered with Warren's eyesight, and gushed out of his eyes, like a geyser that was shooting downwards from them. It prevented him from seeing anything for a while. While he may have been a villain, Warren did not like to murder people. It was one of the rules he had enforced on himself back home. Dark Hecate was too dangerous to be around, he knew that now. Sadly, he didn't have anywhere else to go.
Once the body had been reduced to ashes, Warren winced at the pungent smell of the burnt body. The ashes were collected by him into an urn he had made out of Omnilium, and Warren looked at Hecate. "I am going on a trip for a few days. You have free reign of this place, and I've left food in the kitchen for a month," stated Warren to her, as he made his way towards the gate. Above all, he was getting away from Dark Hecate as quickly as he possibly could, because she was the kind of crazy he couldn't stand. Summoning the replicas he had made of Hecate's blades before he left, he showed them to her. "Science allowed me to create these replicas of your weapon, that are every bit as powerful."
Once the body had been reduced to ashes, Warren winced at the pungent smell of the burnt body. The ashes were collected by him into an urn he had made out of Omnilium, and Warren looked at Hecate. "I am going on a trip for a few days. You have free reign of this place, and I've left food in the kitchen for a month," stated Warren to her, as he made his way towards the gate. Above all, he was getting away from Dark Hecate as quickly as he possibly could, because she was the kind of crazy he couldn't stand. Summoning the replicas he had made of Hecate's blades before he left, he showed them to her. "Science allowed me to create these replicas of your weapon, that are every bit as powerful."