Kris had left quickly, he had almost fainted with the site of blood. Harshing had ordered him to destroy the empty HQ with a special instructions. He landed inside the Family HQ - it was so dark and mystical, as if there was a presence that could leap out and kill him at any moment. The sound of a flute played in the background but then died away. Maybe he imagined it. Shadows flicked past his eyes and laughed at him. The spirits mocked his dead brothers.

"They deserved it...." one whispered. "They begged for mercy."

"No!" He ran into the side buildings and along the corridors. He came to the room Harshing had said, opened it. A cauldron bubbled in the centre. He took out a phial of blue liquid and threw it into the enormous cauldron then ran out, leaped onto his broom and flew up high.

Smoke rose then flames then rock flew everywhere. The Colosseum began to explode. He watched for another few minutes and waited for the smoke to clear. The Family HQ was in ruins.