Triumphant return

[Borovsky]

Eliot walked past White and one of their guards - he forgot his name. They were so many who took their stab at it before returning to the field. For most Atharim staying in one place was very difficult. But as he walked past he felt the menacing presence of another god like him. He turned on his heels and knew that the Atharim guard was not the one who wielded such power.

Eliot closed the distance between who was now an impostor in the system. White did not channel the power of the gods. He took a deep breath and smiled at the men and the strange woman there.

"I got this." Eliot looked at the guard searching for a name, but unable to find one. "I'm sure you have more pressing matters. White was just leaving, I'm sure of it. And then I will have a word with our IT staff." Eliot flagged the man and woman towards the hall hoping they'd move easily and without incident. Being the only Baccarat Heir in the mansion had its advantages. It was his home after all.

Once around the corner and away from prying eyes. "I don't know who you are or why you are here, but you need to leave now."

(( if you want to check out more that's fine with me... take something for the regus to get angrier over lol ))