Part of Midona; the callous, uncaring gancanagh part of her which had so easily handed mortals over to Gabriel's court- wanted to say 'So what?', but she couldn't. She could feel her spirit curl into itself at that exoression; Like sending an animal to be slaughtered.

"Okay, I have a plan. You just take us close enough that we won't get totally lost or anything, then leave. There are three fae around here under my rule; Orin, Elvina and Aine. They will stay with you, and ensure you don't try anything. No, I still don't trust you, but hey, you're the best lead we've got."

"Woah." Blake laughed, "When Gabe told me you ruled Maya's court now I had my doubts, but...you're good."

Midona grinned back, "Well, I do try."

Triam nodded, shuddered, and began to walk away, motioning with his shaking hands. "F-Follow me."

He walked down the alley, and then suddenly stopped. He waved an arm, and another glamour dropped. It showed a door in the wall, ornate and gaudy, angel-esque. He opened the door, and motioned for the others to follow.

Draped on an even gaudier throne sat an angel, handsome strong and beautiful, waving a lazy hand at some others, setting them tasks.

He turned at the noise of the door. "Slave! What have I told you abou- Who are these people you have brought with you slave!?"

Triam opened and closed his mouth, sounds escaping him.

"Answer!" When Triam could not, the angel stood and back handed him across the face, sending him sprawling to the floor, and scared, quivering wreck.

"How dare you!" Blake suprised himself by yelling, running to Triam's side, "haven't you hurt him enough?"

The angel reared up and struck Blake across the face, too.

Terry snarled and caught him before he could hit the floor, clenching his fists as he felt the little trickle of blood from Blake's mouth.

Anna fell to the floor and cradled Triam to her, letting him clutch at her arms.

"Who are you!?" the angel screamed.

Midona stepped forward, her usual smirk still in place.

"Y'know, I'm really the one who ought to be asking that question." She winked, "But for what it's worth, the name's Midona Ishari. You would do well to remember it."