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  Various nobles look from their estate's to the chaos happening further out of the city, demons haven't started patrolling the inner district yet, but it's hard for their movements to not be visible. Most of the big names among nobles have already goo the keep to protest the aade by various institutions ing to light, many more nobles are bei behind in their estates. At first, they felt retively safe in the inner district as a whole, until carriages with the military showed up. With riot trol being taken off their hands by various monsters, these men now have new orders turned inward. Led by one of the many men who sided with Esstrey and dell, they have been assigo house from within. Captain Krenkov was assigned for this, an ideologically motivated man that held great respect for dell, and despised the aristocrats for their ziness.

  The carriages spread out across the gated unity of the nobles, and some stop in front of the estate of Bleizwer Malencia, a distant cousin of the duchess. A man who knows that power not held closely is sure to disie, and as such has the rgest personal guard of all the inner distriobles. As such, twes have stopped in front of his estate especially for him. He himself looks out of the window with great suspi, but his ce to run has already passed.

  The gate-guard do their best to stop the men, but the captain simply orders their arrest.

  "I have been picturing this moment every day for the st three decades." The guards put up little resistance held at gunpoint by the liquidators, they have seen what the oys of the military do, and it's only avaible to Esstrey's people due to 'ck of supply'.

  The mehrough the gate, by shooting the lock off, nearby garden personnel who were watg the entire exge realize too te they are caught in the political crossfire of the military st in. People are grabbed and brought to the carriages, loaded up for transport.

  "Hey! Halt! This estate is-" *BLIING*

  "By order of the keep, anyone obstrug liquidators in their arrests are to be dealt with accly! Arrest the staff, arrest them all." Krenkov isn't a very empatheti, a trait he knows he has all too well, and a solid good reason why he respects dell. Here at this moment, this trait will not be a curse of his, but it will be his blessing as he does the dirty work of people with a vision for the future.

  The liquidators rush ihe mansion as they shoot open the lock, at the end of the hallway stands Bleizwer with a bodyguard of his, the two men gaze at the entry of the military with open hostility.

  "Ready, aim!" Krenkov doesn't even try to iate, he was sent to this estate specifically, and the people above him know perfectly well what he would do. Bleizwer's eyes widen as he's not even offered an expnation, and his bodyguard only gets enough time to position himself in front of Bleizwer.

  "VUUR!"

  *BLIING* *BLIING* *BLIING* *BLIING*

  Zulie has retly been re-deployed, and having to work in jun with demons and undead is certainly a new experience. She would pin, but her and her old partner James always got the shit jobs. It was always dirty ups of oppos of the duchy, this time the up is simply a little bit closer to the keep. Holy, she isn't sure whether she actually opposes this kind of work closer to the duchy, ever since James had his skull cratered by a monstrous creature of legend. That little realization shook Zulie to her core, even if said monster now hangs around the keep as well, there will always be dangerous things lurking around the er just beyond the walls. At least within the walls, Zulie knows what kind of dahere are.

  *THUD THUD THUD* "Open up! This is the Malen Guard! We here for an inquiry!" An old dy slowly opens the door, and peeks through the gap she made. Her eyes stay locked on the demon that is with Zulie for a while, before her eyes fall on Zulie.

  "Ma'am, we heard you cimed to have informatiarding this individual." The demon speaks much softer than Zulie doesn't, and he holds a wanted poster of one of many non-pliant individuals causing trouble.

  "Y-yes, I saw him frequent the neighbor's house, and I-I don't want any trouble." The old dy points her hand out of the door to the house door, barely realizing what kind of fate she just signed her neighbors to.

  "Thank you for cooperating ma'am, we'll get this mess sorted." Zulie moves to the neighbor's house with the demon attaché in tow.

  *THUD THUD THUD* "OPEN UP! This house is under iigation of The Guard!" Zulie is noticeably less geh this house as she was with the house of the woman who cooperated.

  "Shit, the guard's here, what do we do?" Muffled noises e from ihe panic within the voices of the inhabitants is easy to hear.

  Zulie gestures her demon attached at the door who begins kig at it, at first it doesn't budge, but it slowly begins to give way uhe repeated abuse of the demon. The mild paniside escates, but before they take a, the door breaks off its hinges.

  "In the name of the guard, get down et dead!" The demon screams it in joy, and leaps on the hapless inhabitants. Zulie lets him go at it, since he knows he has to restrain them for questioning. She tries to firm their faces with the wanted poster of the criminal, but finds that he's not here. She rushes through a door that was left wide open, and finds a dder to the roof. Climbing it, she discovers a path was made to travel over rooftops easily, ahe perp esg over the roof of the old dy. She won't reach him in time for apprehension, so she will just have to do the best thing. Leveling her gun, she aims at the criminal trying to escape.

  *BLIING*

  The corpse of the wanted man falls off the roof loudly. The old dy from before watches from her window as a man was turned into a corpse by her very own as, realizing far too te what she had done.

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