In South, Zen has been found horribly wounded in her jail cell. She has been taken to the hospital. Damen, Eiven, and Foxel meet up there.

Damen: How did this happen?
Foxel: On of our prisoners got into her cell by posing as a friend of hers. Apparently she had a blade on her of some sort.
Damen: So someone tried to murder her. Who did this?
Foxel: It was Arona, sir. She has been a menace within our jail system.
Eiven: Ah, Arona... I know her. She attempted to murder me last year. I thought she was pretty hot until then.
Damen: How did she get a weapon?
Eiven (trailing off): Of course I'm still a little attracted to her...
Damen: Shut up, Eiven. This is more important than another one of your crushes.
Eiven: Sorry sir!
Foxel: We believe she made it in pottery class.
Eiven: Not pottery class! I once modeled for pottery class!
Damen: Cancel pottery classes, immediately.
Foxel: But then what will the prisoners do for recreation?
Damen: Have them slaughter the roadkill for their meals.
Foxel: But that would require they use knives, sir.
Damen: Fine, have them make license plates or something.
Foxel: Yes sir.
Eiven: Can I model to be on the license plate?
Damen: No. Now come Eiven, I two thousand bills to send out and I need you to lick the stamps and envelopes.
Eiven: Licking all those stamps and envelops makes me feel sick...

On Das, Zes and Eonwe have headed Ubar City to do some shopping. They've been looking around and have found nothing even slightly fancy or impressive to buy.

Zes: Buying stuff out of tents. These clothes will impress no one.
Eonwe: You're right Zes. All these clothes here are worn out and full of sand.
Zes: Now take my clothes for example, this is some serious drip. All the ladies love me.
Eonwe: I haven't seen a single woman look at you yet.
Zes: That's beside the point. Look at what you're wearing. Its ugly. I mean seriously. It just screams that you're boring and obsessed with birds. That outfit won't impress a dark lord.
Eonwe: Hm...
Zes: Pythas would fangirl for me if he saw me.
Eonwe: You're right. Give me your clothes.
Zes: What!? I'm not giving you my clothes.
Eonwe pulls out his sword.
Eonwe (menacingly): Give me your clothes.
Zes: You're kidding.
Eonwe makes a move towards Zes with his sword.
Zes: Okay! Okay! You don't need to kill me!

Manwe is taking Little to Achto so that Glarthir can watch over her while he, Varda, and Khamul search the Black City for Eonwe.

Little: I don't need watching over, dad. I'm not a little kid anymore!
Manwe: Even grown up, you still don't understand the peril you're in. I don't want you going anywhere near Pythas. He is still dangerous.
Little: I can take care of myself.
Manwe: Last time we let you take care of yourself, you ended up moving back to GNZ after a bad breakup and you brought Zes with you.
Little: We've all made mistakes. How was I to know that Pythas would try to murder me or that Zes would end up bringing Eonwe to the Black City.
Manwe: I don't want to say its your fault but...
Varda: That's enough, Manwe. Little, we are you dropping you off here for your own safety. I don't want to lose you again and neither does your father though he is too stubborn to admit it. We will be back soon.
Varda hugs her daughter before Little steps out onto the snowy land of Achto. Glarthir is there waiting for her.

Lord Law goes up to find Loki and Amir after sending Tasha and Pic to hide in the Mandos Law Firm since Tasha is being hunted by Pythas. He rushes past Silence and into the room.

Lord Law (out of breath): Amir, Loki, I've got harrowing news for you-
Lord Law sees that Loki and Amir were busy smooching. They stop.
Amir (annoyed): Can it wait?
Loki (glaring at Lord Law): If its anything short of someone dying, I'm going to peck your eyes out.
Lord Law: As a matter of fact, it is about someone dying.
Amir (still annoyed): Who?
Lord Law: Tasha.
Loki: What!?
Lord Law: Pythas is hunting her. He thinks you two are bad parents and wants to take her to be his own child. As a matter of fact, hes on his way over here right now.
Loki: Where is she?
Lord Law: I sent Tasha on her way to the Mandos Law Firm to hide for awhile.

A disturbance is heard outside of the room. Its two people arguing and something getting thrown around. The three nervously look at each other. The door slams open. Someone slowly approaches the doorway. Amir gets ready to throw a heavy object at whoever is about to walk in. Lord Law sees who it is just a moment before Amir can.

Lord Law: Wait! That's Pic!

Its too late. Pic steps in the doorway and Amir chucks the object, hitting her square in the forehead, knocking her out.

Amir: Oops...
Loki: Its okay, she deserved that. She cut up my favorite dress.

Silence comes rushing in. He sees Pic unconscious on the floor.

Silence: Good work! You stopped her! That woman is INSANE!
Lord Law: I told her to go with Tasha down to the Law Firm.
Amir: You said Pythas was headed this way?
Lord Law: Yes, he is.
Amir: Pic may be useful to us here yet...



Meanwhile, after a well fought battle Miro has failed to stop Pythas from coming to Baraddur. He has either been wounded or slayed. Either way, he was carried off by his goblin followers and Pythas is quickly making his way up the Baraddur tower.



Tasha has gone down to the Mandos Law Firm. Mandos is there along with RenJey. RenJey looks to be in trouble.

Mandos: That's not going to make my associate happy.
RenJey: So what? The guy had it coming to him.
Mandos: Being a terrible rapper is no reason to kill a man.
RenJey: His rapping was basically torture.
Tasha: Wait. Did you kill Khal?
RenJey: Let's just say he isn't living the monk life anymore.
Tasha: Good, he deserved it.
RenJey: Figured I was doing you a favor, considering all hes done.
Tasha: I only wish I could have been there.
Mandos: I ask that you two refrain from getting flirty in my Law Office. This is a solemn place, not a bar.
Tasha: Lord Law sent me down here!
Mandos: I don't care. Leave. Both of you. Now!
RenJey: Come with me darling, I'll show you some of the magics I used on Khal.
Tasha hesitates for a moment but decides to go with RenJey.