Then suddenly something dawned on Clea.
"Wait...I know who you are."
"Extrano."
The man visibly winced when Clea said that time. "Uugh, do not call me that. Please just call me Gregorio," He then pointed over to the now bleeding monster. "And that's my husband Hugh."
"Well I prefer the Tasamnian Devil when I'm on the job," The monster responded with a thick Australian accent as it clutched its bleeding side.
"I was waiting on someone to notice," Merlin finally said as she knelled down next to Castle to dispel the paralysis.
"Wait, you knew? And you didn't tell any of us?!" Clea couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"We could've killed each ot- Could someone please turn off that music?"
*Click*
Gregorio stopped the music from playing and now they were all just standing there in silence before Merlin continued. "
Considering our circumstances I wished to see how well everyone worked together. It's clear that we need a lot more work to become a true unit."
Castle spoke up next as he got back up from the floor. "
Yeah I mean, good shoot, Clea."
"No, I helped with her aim," Merlin replied smiling at the Spirit of Vengeance.
"I knew if you were given the chance you would have utterly obliterated the man."
Castle acted utterly shocked at the insinuation.
"Hey! I wouldn't have done that! I'm not that kind o- no yeah I would've totally killed him. You got me."
Clea could only sigh as she turned back towards Gregorio.
"Let's patch everyone up, alright?"
Soon everyone who had been hurt had been healed and Gregorio came in on Hugh, who had now reverted back to his human blond self, to give him a kiss on the lips. "You're an utter idiot, you know that?"
Hugh tried to defend himself. "Hey! It's not my fault these drongo's didn't say who they were! I don't know all of your work friends after all!"
"Yes, mistakes were made on both sides," Clea's response had an added glare aimed towards Merlin who acted like she didn't notice.
"But I am happy we could resolve this and..." She looked around the scattered body parts and blood on the floor.
"Like that."
"Yeah...I got a bit carried away didn't I? Gregorio asked me to tag along due to this whole situation and I had to say yes. I don't get called in on these multiversal threats that often believe it or not."
"Oh that was the only reason you came with me?" Hugh put his arm around his husband. "And to look after you, of course."
"I thought so."
"So what actually is this place?" Clea asked looking around the area.
"I don't think I've ever been here before."
"Not many people have," Gregorio replied. "Welcome to MEUs gathering of magical artifacts that we have acquired over the years by either sting operations or even by buying them from shady merchants all across the multiverse. I'm the curator of sorts but even I don't know everything that's here, that's why I was contacted to try and catalog everything."
"That seems to be quite the job for just one person," Clea replied amazed.
"Well obviously there are more of us, I just happen to be the one on work today."
She nodded. "
That would explain Revanchist's interest with these place. And you fought them off all by yourself?" She asked Hugh pretty surprised.
"Yeah well, people don't expect massive Tasmanian Devil's showing up to rip them to shreds do they?"
"I...suppose that's true." A silence followed her response. Now was probably a good time for the others to ask questions if they were curious.