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There were rules when it came to the Warehouse and it’s regents, of course there were and Benedict was so often such a stickler for them that he would come in to enforce them. However, upon his arrival this time, something just went wrong, something that shouldn’t have happened, couldn’t have happened and yet did.
He felt smoke fill his lungs, fill his stomach, his heart and his head as something unnatural took him over as he crossed the threshold of the Warehouse, falling to his knees before Benedict Valda was forced so far down inside himself, he was just barely aware of his surroundings before his eyes turned a deep red.
When he stood again, he held more of a presence, something dangerous looming around his aura and something definitely not human. What a jackpot for the King of Hell to stumble in on. There had to be God weapons in here, there was no doubt about it as he felt the energy of the objects that were stored inside. The demon walked through, smiling to himself as he did not expect much resistance from within.