Azazel follows the scent down one of the tunnels. It gets stronger and stronger as she walks. She comes upon a heap of rotting flesh. Mixture of bodies and limbs that have been brutally torn apart. Some look recent, perhaps a few weeks old.
Val cautiously stepped into the room and looked around for Licome.
"I hope you've calm down. I'd like to repair this relationship between you and Susan so that you two can finish your project...and be on with your separate ways quickly."
Azazel doesn't find much. They all seem to be men of different backgrounds and age. Most appear young adults. A small light peeps through a crack above Azazel. It must be a hidden opening for someone to dispose of the bodies.
The trap door flies off with ease as Azazel climbs out. She finds herself inside another unfamiliar room. Judging from the decor, it seems to be connected to the church.
Azazel quickly picks up Xhiero's scent. It leads her back to the main room of the church where sermons are held. Upon the platform she finds Xhiero's unconscious body. Instead of his armor, he had been changed into the groom attire Azazel had seen in her dream.
The banshee screams as Azazel hits her with axe. She floats back to keep her distance.
"Those men deserve their fate. They rejected me when I asked them to accept me. Just like that man...." Tears stream down her cheeks but she continued to glare at Azazel with rage. Her form shifting and changing into a tangible form. The woman's gaze dropped to Xhiero as he slowly wakes up.