He awoke, she was looking at Zavala. "Glad to see you awake, bluet**d," she told him. "Damn you Grey. Damn you to hell," he yelled, "Someone will know of this." "No they won't. They will only know that you disappeared," she told him. "I will kill you," he resolved. "You finally decided to do it yourself. After placing bounties on my head, and sending assassins after me. For what? Out fear of my power?" She asked. The metallic change in her voice was very much apparent. He tried to attack her, but using her telekinesis, she stopped him, and lifted him in mid-air. "I can assure you, your fear has been validated." Chase stepped out of the shadows, looking at Zavala's dead ghost. Realising he had turned morally gray. "Sarah," Chase yelled, "Rethink this decision." The Warlock turned to him, "He is no more noble than I am, Chase...." "This.... isn't you...." He realised.