A Rain of Blood I

"… Welcome Back to the Order of Chaos. Your absence has not gone unnoticed." 

If Zariel were astonished, he had given no sign of it. The concept of a name was something they'd been trying to create for the longest time. They had spent many moons going round and round, with Arsene petitioning the name 'Council of Booty' at each session. He smiled vaguely, recalling that memory that seemed so long ago.

The masked man shrouded in mystery, lowered his head and swiftly disappeared with the remains of the Salamander in a whirl of fleeting light.