"Have you got them ready?" he asks, wiping a bead of sweat off of his brow with a handkerchief.

A hooded figure drags out a large cage with around ten House Elf children struggling inside.

"Good, now carry that behind me. Everything is almost ready and guests are almost here." he says which catches Reima's attention... Er, they forgot to get rid of the door-man's body... Struggling not to face palm he decides to just flip the table and go in guns blazing before they're discovered. Taking advantage of his invisibility he walks up to the fat man who's still conversing with the robed figure and punches him as hard as he can in the back of the head... Needless to say, the only thing running through the man's head were fragments of his skull, teeth and his spinal cord. The impact was so great in-fact that it caused the fat man's body to fly into the nearby robed man, causing him to drop the large cage which Reima luckily caught as his Invisibility wore off. He doesn't take a second glance at the unconscious robed man and instead stomps on his skull to ensure he never wakes up again.

Unfortunately the impact of his punch also alerted the others to whatever was happening, two who were keeping an eye out were already launching various spells at him, apparently disregarding the fact that Reima was holding the cage of children. He didn't have to dodge for long however as a familiar figure drops behind them and breaks their necks with relative ease. Ciri gives a thumbs up before slipping back into the darkness.

Reima places the cage near the discarding metal to keep the young elves safe and starts sprinting towards a crowd of workers. They'd heard the impact but didn't think anything of it, that is until they see a masked man covered in blood running towards them, without a second thought most had already drawn their wands and started firing various dark curses towards him. Unfortunately for them, wizarding spells are notoriously slow and easy to dodge with the exception of some high level magic. Reima avoids most with ease and gets into melee range of one of them, under the hood Reima can see the horrified expression of the man who'd never trained his body or learned to fight hand to hand. Although even if he did, it wouldn't have saved him from having Reima's foot penetrate his skull, which is exactly what it does. The man's head detaches from his neck and shoots away like a football, a trail of blood following it.

It seems that Reima's brutal fighting style, overpowering blows and ability to kill people without a second thought scares the s.h.i.+t out of most of those present as some even drop their wands in fright.

"Demon!" one shouts while pointing towards his Guy Fawkes mask.

Reima just gives a blood thirsty laugh as he uses a man a a human s.h.i.+eld to block a spell shot at him, said man's intestines explode out of his abdomen causing blood to fly absolutely everywhere. The dark curse not killing him instantly and instead increasing the man's pain in his final moments.

Reima himself is actually surprised by how vicious the spell actually was, and feels no need to test what'd happen if he got hit by that, instead he spins and throws the man towards the person who'd shot as him, his intestines trailing behind him as he flies through the air.

Ciri isn't absent either, she continues to stealthily break the necks of those watching Reima's trail of death and destruction. Were it not for Snuffles on her shoulder she'd be heading straight into combat with him. Fortunately Nerissa is not witnessing most of Reima's actions as Ciri is keeping far enough away to avoid most of it, although a few stray droplets of blood find there way onto her clothing regardless.

Reima continues to whittle down the numbers of the disgusting men who work here, not bothering to even consider mercy. A few who see that regular projectiles aren't working decide to use fire instead, not even considering the destruction of their "Produce" the House Elves which are behind Reima. A torrent of fire shot from multiple people simultaneously head in Reima and the House Elves direction. Seeing that those behind him are in danger he utilises a small amount of his Aura and starts literally pulling the flames into himself, the fire coalesces around his left arm and is quickly sucked inside, at the same time burning away his trench coat sleeve from the intense heat. With his arm glowing as if it's made of red hot metal the wizards who'd shot the fire all seem to lose control of their bowels at once.

Reima can hear the cries of grat.i.tude and thanks from the Elves behind him but ignores them for now as there are still a few people left. He leaps towards one of the few remaining people and decides to take a page out of the late Ambrose's book by tearing the man's arms off, apparently though it takes some amount of skull to tear both arms off at the same time... Huffing at this failure Reima starts swinging around the one armed man towards his comrades, the impact of his body and legs against them causing most of his and their bones to shatter on impact. A few more swings causing the man's elbow to dislocate and eventually tear itself free from the rest of his arm. Leaving Reima without a weapon. Fortunately, that seems to have been the last of them.