Brian stormed into the headquarters. Owens had never ever seen Brian like this. Brian began bellowing orders at the top of his lungs. Then Owen's face cleared. Khaat. the only time he'd ever seen Brian in love in his entire life. Gelding had the one thing that Brian cared about in the entire world. And Brian was ready to storm into Hell to get her back.
"We're with you, Mate," Owens said. "We should go now, though. Sunrise will come within the hour."
"I'm not waiting ten minutes," Brian said. "Get every man we can spare. I want the house torn apart." Men ran down the stairs, their wands drawn. Brian swished his wand and Owens sighed. "Go after him, Jack. He's gone to Gelding's estate."
Brian apparated onto the grounds and sent repeated, rapid fire spells to blast the entire side out of the great Geldiing mansion. Gelding's lackies ran from everywhere, lilke angry ants from an anthill. They began to fire on him. He was completely and ridiculously outnumbered. He didn't care. He surrounded himself with his shield and rand into the house. He clutched at a maid and shoved his wand into her chest, right into her heart.
"Where is she!" he demanded, one breath away from being a madman himself.
"Uh...Up...Upstairs.. The master's bedroom," she said, terrified. Brian tossed her on the floor, broke her wand in half and ran up the stairs.