"Inkwell!" The squad leader yelled as he heard the scream and started to scramble towards where we last saw the man. Instantly, I started to move at the scream. My grimoire opened and consumed the note into the pocket space; my hand wrapped around the hilt of my sword and I was sprinting to the partially destroyed building. Dad beat everyone there as he shifted into shadowy mist and soared through the air before recorporalizing at the opening of the building. The next was me, but Dad held up a hand and was looking at the ground where Inkwell once was. 