Whilst the smoke provided some meager form of protection so that those outside, would not be subjected to whatever was happening and going to happen on the inside, Aziel took heavy, large strides and went inside the room, stepping over the rubble he himself had created.
As he entered, the scene that was now displayed in front of him, made him frown and turned his gaze heavy, solemn.
'What in the f...' He cursed inwardly, as he looked before him.
Whilst the voices, the muffled sounds gave the impression of some sort of party was going on, the inside scene was vastly different from the expectations.
From the distance, it looked as if a group of four was surrounding a woman, at the far end of the room.
Three out of the four male-looking figures sat in armrest chairs, looking at the situation with their fourth 'brethren' engorging on the intestines of the sole female, who strangely, despite her grave circumstances, seemed to be enjoying herself and was moaning with euphoria.