Shelly changed into her sword form, shifting most of her mass outward. Jessica carried her into the room, point first.
The place was a disaster. Shelly remembered it being stuffy and somewhat clustered before, but now it looked light a tornado had come through. The chairs were on their sides, and the previously organized stacks of items were spread everywhere. The lights in here flickered as they had in the cave, and Marchosias was nowhere to be found.
"What happened?" Jessica asked as she walked around the room.
"I'm not sure," Shelly vibrated to speak. Jessica almost dropped her in shock, but tightened her grip before it was too late. "I don't see any blood and nothing looks broken. Did whatever it was that killed Varun attack Marchosias?"
"I doubt it," Jessica replied. She walked to the doorway that led to the long closet where the potions had resided earlier. "Whatever was big enough to tear Varun apart couldn't fit inside this area."
