He Is My Master

"Wait. Something's not right."

Carmilla stopped and pointed out. 

"What?" Kenny asked from within the shadows. 

Currently, only him and Carmilla were walking down the hallway as shadows. Gileus was sized down via magic and was in Kenny's pocket, resting. 

"Where's Viona and Mace?"

Kenny frowned and looked around. "Huh? Where are supermodels too?"

"What?"

"The employers. Where are they?"

Carmilla frowned hard. 

"Shit. Did we lose them?" Kenny cursed. 

"Calm down." Carmilla stated. "Our job was never to protect them, but to assist."

"But Mace and Viona…"

"There are chances that they could be with the employers. We were told to take down the Lord, let's focus on that. Everything else should fall into place."

"Dude… we are low in numbers… our ace mace is not there and we don't have Viona's strength either. Both you and I don't specialize in strength." Kenny complained.