The other Honorables seem to have the same idea as Reira - they flock behind Samyaza, looking for protection. Bezaliel, for his part, seems to have arrived alone. He ignores Samyaza's scolding, instead turning his attention towards the frightened carnival members.

"We know you are outsiders," he rumbles. "We have captured several of your own, and have discovered your faerie weaknesses. Surrender yourself to me now, and the other Architects may be convinced to spare your lives."

Samyaza lifts herself into the air, obviously frustrated.

"Bezaliel, stop this!" she shouts. "You're frightening my followers! We don't have to do it like this!"

Bezaliel snaps his fangs at her, and then looks back to the crowd.

"If you still believe you are our match... I can provide a demonstration." He lifts his paw, and the shadows shift, several more pillars of shadow separating from his own. On each one hangs a semi-humanoid form, suspended from their wrists with what appear to be iron shackles. "We have captured one of your leaders, and rendered his powers useless!"

Finally, the figures become clear. The two and the back are Gongenzaka and Yuusei, their large taur bodies supporting by a second set up chains that lock their front legs. Then, there is Yugo, held up by his wrists.

In the center hangs Ignatius. Except, in his case, the shackles are joined by a collar around his neck and another set of shackles around his ankles. The skin beneath the metal has gone black like cold charcoal, with dirty looking veins of it spreading across his skin. There is a soot-bleeding wound that looks amazingly infected in his gut, as well as several other gashes elsewhere, as if from a bear attack.

All four captives are wearing loose white robes, like a sacrifice would wear before getting burned at the stake. Ignatius, at least, is partially conscious - and when Bezaliel says what he says, the fae still manages to laugh hollowly.

"You are about to be incredibly disappointed," he rasps, smirking bitterly.