67 'In Hot Water'

"Xerev, I hope you have something good to report?" The figure on the throne was furious, and was tapping a long rod, covered in inscriptions, against one hand.

"Unfortunately not, your Supremacy, we had closed in on the tracking device, but it appears that the target has crossed to another plane." Xerev tried to shrink himself smaller, but he couldn't appear any smaller as he was, kneeling before the throne with his head bowed as he was.

"What! In what universe does a weak individual like him decide to explore new planes, after experiencing Idwa as his first plane, it's simply ridiculous! Unless, you lied to me." The figure's eyes narrowed to a slit, glowing with an eerie red glow, he stalked down the dias towards Xerev, his steps shockingly light in comparison to his bulky frame.

"Please! I swear, Xurha!" Xerev gave up on kneeling and sprawled out fully before the dias, shivering and shaking, sweat visibility dripping from him.