796 JoJ-owned...

Roisin gives her a confused look due to her reaction to his guest but pays no mind to it, "I've captured someone who suggests they're from Nilfgaard... Witchers aren't all that common, so I was hoping you would be able to add some validity to some information he'd given." he says.

...

Phillipa shakes her head, if this man was from Nilfgaard then perhaps she had mistaken him with another Witcher... "Erm... The obvious thing is to check what Medallion he has-" as soon as she says this a Wolf Medallion climbs out from under Reima's armour, shocking her.

Reima grins, having revealed it via Telekenises, "What's wrong Phillipa? Not liking what you see?"

Phillipa tries to calm herself but finds her heart still beating rapidly, "N-no, you don't f-frighten me at all..." she looks to Roisin, "T-this man is R-Reima Ludvig, King of Ichor." she states.

*CLANK!*

The Dimeritium shackles holding Reima's arms down shatter as he free's himself, "Thanks for the intro, I'll be sure to visit you, Phillipa." he states, standing. "I could kill you now, but where'd be the fun in that? I think ripping out your bitch tongue would be a start." he looks to Roisin who's shocked at the fact he'd been duped. "And you, so you don't know where Vasile is huh? Then you serve no purpose for me." he says, teleporting forwards, grabbing the Vampires face and shooting out of the window behind him.

A gold aura envelopes his body as dragon wings erupt from his back, he flies at mach speeds before slamming the back of Roisin head into the ground a few miles away from the Manion, completely destroying the stone underneath and nearby trees.

Reima doesn't stop there, he stands above Roisin and starts pummeling him with numerous punches, shouting "MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA!" after the number of punches enter quadruple digits he finishes it, "MUUUUDDAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" he delivers one last punch powered by Elder Blood Magic, causing space itself to tear from the force of it.

Reima "Heh, I've always wanted to do that." he mutters.

The ground beneath Reima was nothing but magma at the end of his ultra-combo, even though he hadn't used his aura on it at all. Even after this, he could still feel Roisin alive under the magma...

Reima reaches in and grabs the pile of bloody flesh and prepares to eat the soul... Only to find his hands had started slowly turning golden... "As baller as this looks, I'm not going to be ANOTHER STATUE!" he shouts, slamming down his arms and breaking them off, watching as the severed limbs completely turn to gold.

Afterwards Reima sits crossed legged while floating above the Magma pool he'd inadvertently created, thinking about the information he'd acquired... Vasile had been banished and was nowhere to be found, and apparently even the Elders had no idea where he was. Not only that, but it seemed that the Vampires hadn't acquired Nilfgaard? Something he'd been led to believe due to how Roisin reacted to his answers... If Nilfgaard was already under their control, there'd e no need to call Phillipa to confirm it? Or maybe he was just overthinking things.

On the subject of Phillipa, it seems she'd joined hands with the Vampires, something Reima couldn't really believe... From what he knew, Phillipa was a prideful and loyal person... Towards her sisters at least. The Vampires had attempted to enslave all of humanity, this included Sorceresses... So, she'd probably had to bargain with them to retain her freedom if she had been caught. Though, Reima could think of one thing that could bring her to their side... Radovid.

Elsewhere :

Vasile had been raging ever since those insects had stolen his property, he truly believed that woman held the secrets of this world and perhaps many others... But it was useless now, he knew finding her would be an immense task, especially since his kin had abandoned him.

Roisin had been furious after he'd destroyed the underground shrine holding the ancient monolith, he hadn't thought it was that big an issue, but his banishment gave a contrary story. Being banished by Vampires wasn't similar to how Mortals banished people... Vampires were eternal, and they had only a few rules, banishment was the worst punishment one could be dealt among their race... This was especially so against an Elder, it meant that he wouldn't be able to enter any Vampire territory and if he did he'd be hunted by his kin... Which meant the Elders would likely eat him.

Vasile hadn't been in the right state of mind since losing Ciaran however, he raged across the continent destroying villages and towns, eventually calming and using his unique ability to charm to gain information on the place his obsession had apparently been from... Ichor.

With her escape, he thought it likely that she would return there. With that, he set his sights on Ichor and travelled around the Dragon Mountains to gain access to the back of it without having to deal with the annoying guards and security system the technologically advanced city had created... The patrols were also easily dealt with via his charm, Prospects were incredible due to their immortality, but they had no resistance against being mentally manipulated...

With Vasile's strength, speed, abilities, and skills, he eventually managed to slip inside Ichor after days of preparation... However, he needed information to find his target, and the best place for that would always be the drinking holes of mortals...

His eyes flickered to a sign with "Papyrus and Toriel Comedy Club" on it, him entering inside casually, albeit a bit stiffly.