<i>Cyrax simply eyes the new arrival in Wolfram, nudging his father a bit and interrupting him from what seemed to be some kind of meditation.</i> Cyrax: &quot;Father, who is he?&quot; <i>Caulder looks back at him and gives out a maniacal laugh.</i> Caulder: &quot;I would like to know myself, but it seems that time is being wasted. Come now, children. We must make haste.&quot; <i>And so, they all left. Cyrax taking their only memento of Penny being the yellow teddy bear that she forgot to bring with her, mostly because of the fact that she's probably still alive.</i>

<i>Before they left, however, Tabitha was still outside, holding a semi-automatic rifle in one hand and pointing at Rafaam with her other free hand.</i> Tabitha: &quot;Oh. My. God. Rafaam, didn't you know...that rich weapons brat is my SISTER! <b>ALL OF US ARE RICH WEAPON BRATS!!!</b>&quot; <i>She shot bullets in the air to give warning signs, which in turn brang the whole family towards Rafaam...well, Isabella and Cyrax escorted themselves out voluntarily. Tabitha pouted and put her gun away.</i> Tabitha: &quot;You're lucky daddy's here. You were about to lose a valuable member.&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by Isabella)</div>

<i>Isabella looks at Shideggman and just snaps her fingers, giving him an awkward finger-gun motion.</i> &quot;That's...good, for you?&quot; <i>Tabitha however politely excuses herself from the funeral to open up a window that Rafaam was actually in perfect bird's eye view for anybody who opened it to see.</i> &quot;Rafaam, what the fuck?!&quot;<div class='edited'>(edited by Isabella)</div>

<i>Tabitha simply facepalmed, Caulder telling his family on an intercom to summon their jets because they've gotta dip. Not those words exactly, but they need to leave.</i> Tabitha: &quot;Daddy, you rented that place for nothing.&quot; Caulder: &quot;Tabitha, sweetie, I don't care. Let's go home now, shall we?&quot; <i>And so, they all went home. Though literally everyone went in seperate directions, with Tabitha trying to scout out for a nearby mall, Cyrax and Isabella going in completely seperate pathways that were away from the church, and Caulder being the only one going home. Luckily for Rafaam, he at least got one victim, that victim being the nameless soldier that guarded them all once again.</i>

<i>The teenage girl would grow even more anxious, tugging at her brown military jacket. It looked really tacky. Everything else she wore looked great and elegant, but the jacket just made everything contradict each other. Maybe it's there for a statement.</i> &quot;Uhm...since we're all doing introductions, my name is Isabella.&quot; <i>She bowed her head, her voice wavering a bit, especially with the fact that the volume had to raise itself once she had said her name.</i> &quot;Erm, I guess it's nice to meet you all?&quot;

<i>Isabella suddenly appeared where everyone else was, and somehow with the help of a jet, got there with no inconviences as well as getting there right when everyone else was asking questions to the Jack Frost.</i> &quot;Hmmm, why am I here again?&quot; <i>She took off her parachute, almost walking up to the Jack Frost and try and ask questions of her own, but soon realized that opportunity was long gone once the Hero had obliterated the Jack Frost.</i> &quot;Oh god, uhm...I'm scared now...&quot; <i>She twirl her long, white hair as a sign of rising anxiety, immediately clinging onto Lautus. If he were to see her, they'd notice that they'd seem eerily similar to a certain someone who's name starts with a T.</i>

<i>Isabella was ready to keep it balled in, but when she sees Lautus comforting her, more tears came out once again. She kept wiping them away with the sleeves of her jacket but to no avail, looking at him with a gentle smile that contradicts the waterworks her eyes were making.</i> &quot;Oh, no, th-th, <i>*sniff*</i> thank you, I'm f-feeling fine. I-I swear I am...&quot; <i>She sighed out, closing her eyes and taking slow breaths like he said before trying her best to continue. Though she's feeling much more calmer than at first, her hand still went and twirled her hair a bit to compensate for her anxiety.</i> &quot;Y-yes...that's right. M-hmm. We, erm, sure do.&quot; <i>She peeked her head over looks towards where the Hero went, making a note to herself not to go there. Now that she feels slightly better, she stands up on her two feet, holding Lautus' hand as she looks forward.</i> &quot;This is a dungeon...I think?...if it's a dungeon...I can't seem to get why they all seemed fine to me. L-let's just move onward.&quot;

<i>Isabella in response to Lautus merely nodded her head, pretending to understand what he was saying. In fact, she would actually be giggling a bit at Lautus' attempt at flirting with the maid if not for the maid's horrible death.</i> &quot;I think I'm gonna be sick...&quot; <i>From what could be counted as exploring, Isabella decided to run into the nearest corner in the room and decided to throw up there instead of onto the corpse. Tears almost came out, but it was unreasonable to cry since she should've been used to this.</i> &quot;Uh...let's talk about family. I have two younger sisters and an older brother.&quot;

<i>The lone girl arrives at the warehouse, remembering the words on the invite, and then looking back at the warehouse once more. It seems empty, abandoned, and weirdly nostalgic for some arbitrary reason.</i> &quot;Uhm, er, hello? Is anyone here? I came to the address. Maybe it's late...sorry...&quot; <i>She meekly calls out, hiding her eyes under the shadow of her baseball cap out of timorous fear, her own hands shaking as it tries to hold the only thing that she can use to defend herself behind her in fear of retaliation.</i> &quot;Y-you, it said that uh, someone is supposed to...challenge my ideas of the world?&quot;

<i>She nods her head.</i> &quot;Yes, let's see the wonders of technology...yeah.&quot;