Pause

This is completely the writing of my friend.

"We've located the Fifth." Therali said. "He's holed himself up in a place called 'Arana' on Hunatos."

Glide sighed. "That's the City of the Damned." He stated. "Those that enter are unable to leave through any normal means."

"Okay, that's definitely not good," Niqi said, "but is that the only reason it's called the City of the Damned?"

Glide shook his head. "It's called the City of the Damned because the demons there take children in the night and steal their souls to power the city. Anyone that can't be used to make more children is just killed outright."

"Who's our team for this one?" Niqi asked.

"You, me, and Icarcti." Glide replied. "But we're not going yet. We're leaving tomorrow morning. I don't wanna get ambushed by some stupid f*****g demons, there's way too many of them there to annihilate."

Niqi nodded, watching Glide and Icarcti enter one of the nearby rooms.

 

...

 

After spending an hour or so reading over the dossier of Marcus Prather, the Fifth, Niqi approached Glide's door, intent on asking him to give her a few minutes alone with the bird. She went to open the door, then stopped, remembering what had happened the last time she had walked in without knocking, and with Icarcti in the room with him, she could walk in on something far worse. She knocked, waiting for a moment.

No sound came from behind the door.

Niqi sighed, opening the door and looking in. "Glide? I-" She stopped, smiling and shaking her head; Glide was curled protectively around Icarcti on the bed, both of them fast asleep. "I'll ask you tomorrow." She whispered, closing the door.

 

...

 

Glide exited his room the next morning, Icarcti close behind him. The Varixian turned his attention to Niqi, idly adjusting the ring on his finger - Kyra's signet ring, taken from Kerrigan. "You. You want the Fifth, don't you?"

Niqi nodded. "Yeah, I do."

"He's yours." Glide said. "Micah will go with you. Even if you vamped out, you'd be too weak to survive alone in Arana."

Niqi rolled her eyes. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"Whatever." Glide replied. "I'm giving Prather to you, you should be thankin' me." He paused, glancing at Ambree. "While they're gone, you, me 'n' Iccy are going to pick up a 'friend' of mine."

Ambree blinked. "Why do you need me?"

"What, you wanna just sit around here until we come back?" Glide asked, grinning.

Ambree shook her head. "No, I'll go along."

"Good." Glide said. "Siri owes me a favor, and I aim to collect."