A man in a black robe paced back and forth the room, sighing constantly. There was a constant worry in his eyes and a little hint of anger as to what had ensued.

No one expected anything like it to happen, much less their plans to be thwarted by a mere human in the lower plane.

Another man in a black robe, sat behind a desk, watching the other man pace back and forth as he tried to figure out what happened. There was something mysterious about the person which stopped their plans altogether.

"Duan Yan, please cease whatever it is you're doing. You're not helping with our sanity." The man behind the desk called out, clicking his tongue. As much as he hated to admit it, he was frustrated at the conclusion of their plans, probably more so than Duan Yan.