"Keeping a deal would be great!" the Silver Tongue shouted as the chaos began.

Finally, the smoke cleared, wafting away. Azumi would probably have to fix the slight burn damage to her clothes on the hooks, but it wasn't too big of a deal.

A few of the servants lay dead, others gasping or moaning in agony as others jumped over them to come down the hall. The innocent, hypnotized civilians, being painfully killed in order to protect Audrey and the others. Sorin had restraint, at least, with his knockouts.

Isaac, on the other hand, really didn't see it as much of his problem. Abyss stabbed into a leg, was twisted until a knife was forced off target, sliced out and severing tendons to allow him to knock the weapon out of the target's grasp. He turned the man around, grabbing him by the shoulder and using him as a human shield to take another stab to the gut, kicking him forward afterwards and slicing another arm, then kneecap, with both ends of the weapon.

Another came from his left, but got a ball of blood red Hellfire in the face. As he screamed, he dropped the knife, which Isaac grabbed in his open hand and rammed into his side, forcing him to his knees, where a kick to the head knocked him out.

Next one came from behind him as he took down the former. Without pause, the young man stabbed backwards, then wrenched the bloodied blade out of his foe, spinning around and slashing across the wound and forcing him to the ground as well.

Normally, Isaac wouldn't have cared too much. Now, he just thought of this as an obstacle.

Cheryl [i]would[/i] be saved. And presumably Kalas as well.