Ignirforce didn't particularly mind the crying female. He had his orders, so he kept running.

Mawthrough made it perhaps fifty feet, stumbling through rocks and cracks, before he collapsed.
His memories forced themselves out of his head, and he struggled to relish each one before it left him.
Her feel... her kiss... her love... her name...

"Chastity..." he mumbled, before hitting the ground.

Then he rolled over.
"What am I doing here?"
He sat up.
"Where am I?"
He shook himself.
"Well, whatever the reason, I'm going to assume one hell of a party took place. So as a result, I am going to follow my natural code and jet."
He started walking away from Velcana, perplexed as to why he was there.

Ignirforce reached a town, perhaps eighty miles away in about an hour.
He handed her to a woman who instantly gasped, touched Chastity's face.
"My poor dear... Melina, get a cloth, we've got work to do..."

Ezekiel entered the mortal world as soon as his blade entered the ground, his hand taking ahold of his weapon. "Arrogance....." he spoke aloud as he walked into Velcana.

Zenith woke up with a start and vomited. Her eyes darted around the room and landed on her father.
"Where am I?" She asked unsteadily. "What happened?"
She drifted back into unconsciousness.

Shrike began to walk toward the creature, "Hey, I'm talking to you!!!" With that, he lifted up the two smaller sickles that were held together with a single chain. "You are trespassing on the grounds of Marcus Andro's academy, step any closer, and I'll be forced to put you down!!!" The weapons in his hand let off a hew of rapidly surging energies.

"Hmm..."

The woman sighed once more and turned to Melina.

"Do me a favor and go and get your brother."

Melina sighed. "Fiiine..."
She walked to the fireplace, and shouted a name into it. The fire turned black and started frothing, and the next moment a man stepped out of it.
He walked over to the exhausted Chastity, and looked down at her.
"You know this girl Griffin?"

"Oh yes," Mawthrough's father said, his eyes burning. "Now where the **** is my son."
Seeing Mawthrough's father standing over her after all she'd gone through that day completely finished Chastity off, and she couldn't stop herself from slumping in a dead faint...

Shrike vanished, appearing a moment later behind the creature, as a dozen cuts appeared over the body of the undead creature. Turning around, he readied his weapons again, "You're not entering the academy, leave, before I have to cut you until you can't stand!" Grey stood in the doorway, watching the Grimm try to engage the monster in combat.

Grey held up his gunblade, and readied to fire, however, Shrike wasn't done with the abomination. He flashed to the side of the undead creature, dozens more small slashes all over his body. The ground below it began to slowly draw it in, as if it had just gained several thousand pounds. A moment later, Shrike threw the two smaller sickles to the ground, and drew forth a curved, double edge scythe. With deathly speed, he swung it once, using a small shockwave to launch the creature back, before jamming the weapon into the ground, and picking up his two smaller weapons again, ready to continue, "You aren't attacking the students of this academy!!!" As he spoke, his left eye became that of the Grimm Reaper's.

Zenith awoke again at nightfall. Some nurses were attending to her wounds. Her father was still awake and came over to her bedside, obviously being instructed not to crush her with his hugs.
"Zenith, do you feel all right?" he asked softly, as only a parent could. Zenith tested her muscles, including making sure her wings could still move.
"I'm fine..." Zenith replied uncertainly. "But why aren't my legs, y'know, burning with pain?" Her father chuckled humorlessly.
"I was hoping we could avoid this for a while longer." He turned to the nurses. "Can we be alone?" They nodded and left. "I didn't want you to know."
"Know what...?
"We're Light Elementalists."
"We are? Since when have either of us been able to use light?"
"Me? My whole life. You? Since the fight with that bow-wielder." He explained the events of the fight and Zenith just tried to take it all in.

By the time Chastity came round, Griffin and his mother were sitting on opposite sides of the fireplace, shooting each other dagger looks.
Melina was tending to Chastity's wounds, and gave a cry of surprise when she noticed Chastity was up.

Far away, Inferno was staggering to his feet, taking his time as his body healed, and he noticed Ezekiel's presence.
"Brother... enjoying... *cough*... the show?"

Jim seemed to relax a molecule.
"Well, seems our little stalemate has played it's part. You gonna piss off the angel of death now? Poor move, compadre."
He raised an eyebrow at Spectre.
"So whatcha gonna do now, big guy?"

Griffin looked away upon seeing Chastity awake, but the old woman walked over and gently touched Chastity's face.
"The healing balm worked wonders yet again... how do you feel, child?"

Spectre grinned, "I enjoyed that show quite well actually, didn't need to activate my little contingencies, I got to see one of the original arch angels defeated by his daughter today, that was entertainment. I don't have much of a will to anger Ezekiel, well, not more than I already have, killing his son and trapping him a cycle of mortal birth was kinda fun."

Shrike transformed his entire left arm underneath his clothes to that of the Grimm, and changed much of his torso on the inside, hiding the change. "The Mystic child is but a child still, its my job at this academy to keep him and the rest of these students safe. I'd recommend you leave before Marcus arrives. He doesn't like the undead walking about on his land, and I don't like the dead walking around disgracing life." Shrike charged up his weapons, "Pretty soon, you'll just start sinking into the ground, falling deeper, and deeper, until everything has swallowed you up." He charged towards the being with lightning speed, sending his left sickle towards its neck, while his right one was aimed at its right arm.

Ezekiel's words were cold, and emotionless, "Its inspiring when a child surpasses the parent. You were too blind to see this while in your rage. My son still walks this earth, but he's a broken man, partially due to my actions. Do you want to break your child my brother?"

Grey fell to his knees in pain, as his hands shook from agony. One of the beings inside of him felt the presence of Ezekiel, and sorrow overwhelmed him.