"Ok. You stay here," Erik said to June.
"I need you to keep an eye on what happens outside and let me know. In the meantime, I will sneak in. I doubt they will find me while in a fly form. These guys are not the mercenary guild, and especially they are not the Blackguards."
"Yes, Master," June said.
"Let's keep a mental channel open, then."
"Yes."
With that, Erik undressed and gave his clothes to June. Then he turned into a fly and headed toward the police station's main entrance.
As Erik, now in the inconspicuous form of a fly, buzzed towards the main entrance of the police station, he slipped through the doors unnoticed amidst the comings and goings of the officers.
Inside, the station's façade of normalcy unraveled. The once orderly interior was now marred by a sense of disarray that spoke volumes of its new occupants' true nature.