Later that night

If you entered Theo's room in 182 Brewmer Drive without knowing the context, you'd be forgiven if you'd think a crime was committed here.

The naked Karen Pechenko was spread out disgracefully on the bed. Every hole on her body was covered with the seeds of life.

If you did not know better, Karen would be a star in a B rated porno flick or a victim of a gang bang.

Theo hated to admit it, but it was fun pushing Karen bit by bit until her will broke.

Would he do it again?

Absolutely not.

Just like any woman that has come into his life, their baggage was going to inflict massive amounts of pain upon him.

Juno with her time traveling shenanigans.

Nichola with her cursed blood.

Pani with her clone origins

These 3 alone has caused Theo substantial amounts of suffering with Juno's case promising even more headaches in the future.

With a sigh of defeat, Theo did his stretches while surrendering to his inevitable future as a punching bag of fate.

A few moments later, he heard someone knocking on the window.

Theo unlocked it and allowed a very suspicious individual in.

The man was dressed in all black, akin to that of a ninja.

However, there was one very important aspect that made him look like someone no one wants to meet.

"Pastor Biajo.... why are you wearing am underwear over your head?" asked Theo.

"Stupid question my padawan. We are in the den of sin! It is my god given right and duty to gather samples and thoroughly study them in great detail!" replied Pastor Biajo as he savored the aroma of his panty mask.

"So you stole an underwear from an unconscious girl and will be using it as fap material later on?"

"Hahaha! You truly are my kindred spirit. Do you want one? I have tons to spare." said Biajo as he opened his large back pack and took out a large clump of unmentionables.

Naturally, they were all 'fresh'.

"Nah, I'm good. I'm more of a 'stick my dick into holes' type of guy. Never been a fan of the more 'sophisticated' fetishes like you are."

"Dont worry about it. I'll slowly break you into the more 'cultural' side of our fine hobby."

"Hahaha. I'm still too green for that."

Biajo handed Theo the non-underwear equipment inside the backpack, namely the Theo-made chainmail, a Glock 17 with its corresponding ammo, a simple stainless steel knife, a grappling gun and a coms link.

Pretty underwhelming if Theo said so himself.

Sadly, he could not bring out his usual kit with the BIS agents watching his every move. He preferred not to reveal his hand to people he did not trust.

But that did not mean that he had no back up plan.

Aside from the Terminator that can rapidly be deployed, Theo's spydrones carried quite a few firearms.

If things went south, which most certainly will happen, he was going to prioritize the success of the mission above all else.

The Sanctuary Coffin was the magic world's equivalent of a small nuke. It may only destroy a small chunk of the multi-state Vermilion City, but that was something Theo was not going to allow to happen.

His older brother, Bartholomew Lorne's, business was in the high class district and well within the estimated blast radius of the Sanctuary.

That alone was incentive enough to pull out all the stops when needed.

Once Theo was geared up, he turned his attention to Biajo whom was obviously about to do something indecent.

"Pastor Biajo... why did you take off your pants?" asked Theo to his friend who was about to get on the bed with Karen.

"There's a naked bitch in front of me. I am duty bound to stick my dick into a sleeping chick." replied Biajo in a very serious manner.

"Dude, I just finished humping her 2 hours ago. She's practically filled to the brim with my jizz."

"You still have much to learn my young padawan. This may sound weird at first, but there is a certain pleasure that can only be found when a woman that has slept with another man."

"Er.... What?"

"Sloppy seconds my friend! People tend to look down on it, but I have recently discovered the sublime pleasure of sharing holes with my bros."

"Holy shit! Too much culture!"

"Dont be like that man. How about this. If you let me sleep with this bitch, I'll let you sleep with as many of my wives and daughters as you want."

"Hmm... That is tempting..."

"That's enough you two. We have a job to do here." said Agent P through the coms.

""Roger that."" replied Theo and Biajo, whom reluctantly put his pants back on.

Theo placed a blanket over Karen, locked the door and followed Biajo out of the window. Their first destination was the penthouse.

182 Brewmer Drive was in the middle of Vermilion City's High Class District. Though it was less crowded than the business district, there was still a chance that the next door neighbor could spot them.

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They had to climb slowly but surely.

While they were doing their thing, Agent P was giving them a short briefing.

"Alright you two. Here's what we know so far. Based on official schematics, 182 Brewmer Drive is your normal 5 floor building with an underground parking lot. However, we noticed that this building was made by a Jade Empire company. That automatically means that the records are fake. As for the basement, Biajo already went there before he met up with Theo." said Agent P.

"There was nothing there. If the Sanctuary was indeed there, this little thing would be making a racket." said Biajo as he showed Theo a small yet fancy tuning fork. "This is the magic world's equivalent to a Geiger Counter. The Coffin is a massive concentration of magic. There will always be a minor leak no matter how much they try to suppress it. That's how we'll find it."

"There you have it Lorne. Any questions?" said Agent P.

"Well, there is one . How is the coffin a bomb? I get that awakening the one inside will piss said angel off, but that's hardly a nuke level threat." asked Theo.

Pastor Biajo was the one that answered this.

"If some dumbass just opens it without taking the proper precautions, then the angel within will be more than just pissed. Frenzied or confused is the proper way to describe it. Her survival instincts will kick in and attack pretty much anyone on sight until she calms down. However, that's not something we're too worried about. That's why we asked the Machine God's help. Our main problem lies in the massive amounts of mana that has been building up for god knows how long."

"Ah. I get it. It's like a Dam breaking from too much water." said Theo

"Exactly. And given the unpredictable nature of mana, a nuke level explosion is just one of a few ways that Vermilion City could meet its end. Another likely scenario is the people in the blast radius could become some unspeakable abomination and attack everything on sight. It would be Alkebulan all over again."

"Dude! This is obviously an S rank mission! Why the hell didn't you go to the superheroes?!"

"The same reason why you were abandoned during the Valkyrie Incident. Politics. Why else would I run an op with only 3 people and outside help?"

"Oh... That bad huh?"

"Yup. I don't like swearing but I'll make an exemption this time. Fuck the Jade imps, fuck my corrupt superiors and fuck these idiots who actually think that they are 'allies of justice'!"

""Here here."" replied Theo and Biajo.

After a painfully slow ascent, the two were able to reach the penthouse.

"Agent A missed her regular report schedule. Better check if she's okay. She should have opened the assigned window before they had sex." said Agent P

The said window was located in the bathroom. It was a tight squeeze but it was enough for the 2 to slip in.

Theo went in first, followed by Biajo's backpack, then Biajo himself.

It was quite easy to check if the penthouse was clear given that there was only one room that occupied the entire 5th floor.

They did notice something amiss.

"Hey... Where's Owen Gregorio?" asked Biajo.

"Agent P. Give me something." said Theo.

"Hold on. Agent K hacked into the camera's yesterday. We'll look around on our end. Resume the mission."

With their weapons drawn, the 2 made a quick sweep of the floor.

Once they were sure that there were no surprises waiting for them, they met in front of the bed where Connie/ Agent A slept.

"I must say, Gregorio has a decent level of dicking skills. Nowhere near as good as you or me, but decent enough for a normal guy." said Biajo

Similar to Karen, Agent A was out cold with the power of love leaking from her pandora's box. It seemed that their highly experience comrade was up against someone above her skill level.

"I cant sense any magic in the room. That means that Owen went out of the room through some science mumbo jumbo. I'll wake up our friend here. I'll leave the search to you kid." said Pastor Biajo.

"Roger that."

Theo wasn't proud but he really slipped up on the surveillance this time around.

He was having way to much fun breaking Karen that he completely forgot to keep tabs on Owen.

Mind you, it was easy to find out when Owen disappeared.

There were a couple of spy drones he specifically assigned to watch over the penthouse. All he needed to do was to play back their video feeds.

As far as he could tell, Owen was last seen 5 hours ago near the cosplay closet.

That was bad.

If he had a 5 hours head start, who knows where he was now.

He pretended to search randomly for a bit before entering the closet.

Once he was certain that no one was looking, he used 'Tracing' to make a mental blueprint of everything connected to where his hand was.

He hasn't used Tracing for a long while now. This was due to his Reformant builders being skilled at reverse engineering.

They may be considerably slower and less cost efficient than Theo's tracing and transmutation, but they seemed to love what they were doing and they would even argue against Theo offering his help to speed things up. He didn't want to take their fun away by doing it himself.

Got to love mindless loyalty.

Theo used his tracing to get the building's blueprint.

Much to his surprise, there was a really long shaft that extended from the 5th floor to at least 3 kilometers below the ground.

The entrance was behind an unsuspecting wall. You'd never know it was there unless you knew exactly where to look.

Removing the cover was simple enough. All Theo needed to do was to find the grove that was slightly sticking out from the otherwise flat wall and pull on it.

The hole was barely large enough for a single adult to crawl into.

Inside was a portion of a lift reminiscent of those you see on 1950's mines.

Based on the odor in the shaft, it seemed that that this was petroleum powered. The lift itself was at the bottom and calling it back up would probably alert any potential enemies down below.

For now, he went back to inform Biajo of his discovery.

And as expected of a master in the arts of perversion, Biajo has successfully woke Agent A up.... with his dick.

Agent A, who was still in her Connie form, was moaning like crazy until he saw Theo.

"T-This isnt what it looks like! Please! Dont look at meeeeeeeeee~!" roared Connie as both she and Biajo reached the peak of pleasure.

"~Oh Yeah~ Who said used goods are bad? This is a sublime experience." said Biajo as his raging army pulled back from their latest conquest. "Theo, this is your opportunity to experience the true pleasure of sloppy second. Go ahead my friend."

"Pass. In this mission, I'm more terrified of a potential STD than going up against a divine entity. Anyways, put your damn pants back on. The sight of your junk is making my eyes bleed." replied Theo.

"*sigh* Fine. I'll relent this time. But one of this days, I will help you open the door to this fetish."

"Not gonna happen."

While Theo and Biajo were bantering, a teary eyed Connie hugged Theo with all of her might.

"I'm sorry Theo! I swear he didnt make me feel good! You're the only one for me!" said the desperate Connie.

Theo could not help but sigh in annoyance.

Agent A did warn him that each of her forms had its own personality. It seems that she was unable to resist the Connie form's emotions.

Fortunately, she also taught Theo how to snap her out of it.

Theo violently grabbed Connie by the neck and squeezed it just enough to restrict her breathing.

"Change back to your original form. NOW!" said Theo in a very intimidating manner.

The terrified Connie did as she was told.

The moment Agent A was back to her regular self, she facepalmed hard.

"Sorry about that Lorne. It seemed that my Connie form really did love you from the bottom of her heart." said Agent A.

"Me and that form has only been acquainted for 2-3 days. How the hell did she fall in love so quickly?" asked Theo

"First: You're her type. Plain and simple. Second: She is what you call a 'very easy woman'."

"Oh? Really! Now that is interesting!" said Biajo

"FYI: She hates you Pastor Biajo. She may be a pushover but she prefers someone she actually likes to push her around. You're just an old pervert who's way too sure of himself." replied the disgusted Agent A

"Well, I cant help it. I am FABULOUS after all."

"I have to agree. He is simply too cultured for this sinful earth." added Theo.

"Alright people. That's enough. Theo, give Agent A a comslink and give a status report." said Agent P via coms.

After doing as he was told, Theo proceeded with the short briefing. Naturally, he made sure to leave out a few details that exposed his power.

"There's a really long shaft in the closet that goes god knows how deep. It has a lift that can probably fit 2 people max. I wanted to call the lift back up, but that could alert whoever's down there." said Theo.

"In our end, we last saw Mr. Owen in that room approximately 4 hours and 49 minutes ago. That puts him way ahead of us.... I don't like this.... For now, we need to pick up the pace. Agent A, prepare to evacuate. Lorne and Biajo, do your best to catch up to Owen." replied Agent P with a clear hint of worry in his voice.

"Mr. P. That shaft looks like it goes deep. Good chance that our coms wont connect." said Theo.

"Hmmm..... Something stinks here..... Lorne, can you lend us a couple of your guys. I have a gut feeling that the Allies of Justice are not our only enemy."

"Oho? Is that the legendary BIS instinct?"

"Nope. Just a hunch... and I have a bad feeling that shits about to go down."