***
The warehouse loomed before me as Ren brought the car to a stop before the building, a surge of guards dressed in the Marchesi Household's combat gear exiting the building to receive us.
"Do you think Marco sent word ahead or will we be enacting a resurrection scene before these men? It'll probably tell us a lot about them if they s**t their pants at the sight of a ghost."
I let out a deep chuckle despite Ren's slight head shake before he exited the car and made his way to my side. Taking a deep breath, the darkness within me stirred awake at the task ahead, I chose to focus at the task at hand as I exited the passenger side and took my place beside Ren.
A sea of bowed heads from the guards as one of the men stepped forward, seemingly more superior than the rest.
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