In all fairness, you didn't know that this was 'someone else's territory'. Hell just felt like Hell - you hadn't gotten involved in the bigger politics or bothered to memorize who owned what where, you were just trying to live your normal life. Which was why when an entire turf war had started up, you unwittingly being drafted onto one side, you hadn't even known that that was what you started. Still, the Sinners around you sure seemed excited...

Which was all well and good except for the fact that you were trying to get out of this area without being blown up. You'd sworn under your breath, trying to time the gaps between bombs and gunshots, but you were a bit off...and almost got a bit singed. That was terrifying. You were staying put for now, but that wasn't going to last you long, either, and you had to get back to the Hotel somehow. At least that was safer than most places in Hell (not that it was guaranteed safe, in fact, far from it).

Another bomb whooshed past your ear, and you started running. You heard the gunfire start up, when suddenly...

Darkness. You were engulfed in shadow. And there was a man standing beside you, looking a bit terse. "Talk about fuckin' cleanup work. Princess sends me out here to find out where you got to, and oh look, gang war. Pssh. If you were an exorcist, I'd have some REAL words for you." Adam's smirk lit up behind his mask.

"Namely, why didn't you invite me to kill these chumps sooner? "

With that, he soared up, the darkness engulfing the battlefield, and you heard...screams. Lots of them. Adam's laughter. Some squishing and squelching - and finally, he swooped you up into his arms and the darkness began to dissipate as you flew away.

"They didn't know what they were in for. What morons." Adam snorted.