Mephisto left.
And he left laughing.
Hawk could clearly feel the schadenfreude gaze Mephisto cast when he turned to shut the door after returning to the Hell Dimension, laughing.
In a word.
Although the Heaven Dimension came this time aiming to seize Mephisto's authority.
But...
The Heaven Dimension is his enemy, Hawk is also his enemy, and his enemy confronting his enemy is good news for Mephisto.
Mephisto probably wishes at this moment for Hawk to clash with the Heaven Dimension.
Better if they both sustain heavy damage.
Hawk didn't speak, merely watched as Mephisto closed the door and then reemerged from the spatial rift.
The next moment.
Catherine's dazed eyes suddenly regained clarity. Looking at Hawk in front of her retracting his right hand, she instinctively took a step back.
She didn't know what had just happened.
But Catherine knew that for one or two seconds she was in a state of unconsciousness.
She hated this feeling.
Hawk, after pulling back his right hand, glanced at the retreating Catherine and laughed, "Thank you."
Though he was somewhat unclear on what the Heaven Dimension's desire to retake Earth's territory from Mephisto had to do with him.
But that was a matter between him and the Heaven Dimension.
It had nothing to do with Catherine.
She was not one of the birds of the Heaven Dimension that Mephisto spoke of, although her soul originated from the Heaven Dimension, in essence, there was no difference between it and other souls in the Hell Dimension.
Just a different realm of belonging.
So...
"Let's go."
Hawk withdrew his gaze, ready to fulfill his promise and take Catherine away from this sealed place as he had just traded with her to do.
As for Dr. Merick, possibly involving the Heaven Dimension, he would find the Heaven Dimension and demand an explanation.
Hawk thought to himself, said something to Catherine, then turned around and walked towards the cemetery's seal.
Catherine was stunned at first, then realized and chose to follow.
Hawk stopped at the seal, looked at it, arched an eyebrow, and his figure vanished.
Catherine's heart sank as she saw Hawk disappear before her eyes.
Just when she had not yet had time to wonder if Hawk had deceived her, she suddenly felt scorching heat from behind, and then two arms rested on her cold shoulders.
The next second.
Bang!
Hawk pressed down on Catherine's shoulders, and in the blink of an eye, rescued her from the sealed place behind them.
Catherine's tense body instinctively relaxed the moment Hawk's hands left her shoulders.
Hawk reinserted his hands into his pockets.
"You can go now."
"..."
Before Hawk even spoke, the moment his hands released Catherine's shoulders, her figure had quickly vanished from the valley like an afterimage.
But soon.
Catherine's figure reappeared in front of Hawk.
Deep in thought about the Heaven Dimension matter, Hawk looked at Catherine who returned, and his gaze was slightly altered, seeing that some of the vigilance and hidden fear in her eyes towards him had dissipated.
"What, stayed here long enough, got attached, don't want to leave?"
"No."
Catherine shook her head, curiously looking at Hawk, her voice neither seductive nor cold, "Can you tell me your name?"
Hawk chuckled.
"Hawk."
"My name is Catherine."
"I know."
Hawk looked at Catherine calmly, "I know your name, Lady Pierce."
Catherine laughed at Hawk's address.
"I'm leaving, thank you, Hawk."
"Take care."
Hawk spoke concisely.
Catherine said no more, and in an instant, turned and disappeared.
But...
The next moment.
Hawk looked at Catherine, who returned again before him and chuckled, "Really planning to settle down here?"
Catherine shook her head, just as she was about to speak.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three ghostly figures arrived one after another, landing not far away.
Stefan.
Damon.
And Caroline.
"Hey!"
Hawk raised an eyebrow, looking at Caroline who appeared, and spoke with a smile, "Isn't little cousin supposed to be home asleep?"
After the gathering at the estate, aunty Liz was still talking to Gwen, and Caroline had said she was sleepy and wanted to go home to sleep.
Caroline looked at Hawk standing by Catherine, feeling the awkwardness of her lie being exposed, "Hawk."
Damon sneered, "You really came for Catherine."
Hawk's gaze fell on Damon, his tone calm, "The fact you are alive now is a grace from me, you should be grateful."
Does Damon have to live?
Not really, at least in his eyes, apart from Gwen, there's no one he must keep alive.
Damon lives just because he chose not to kill him when having the option.
For Hawk, this was a casual matter.
But for Damon, it was a grace, and he should be grateful. If Damon didn't understand that, Hawk didn't mind taking back that grace.
Hawk's voice was soft.
But—
It was powerful and unequivocal.
To Damon, the words were harsh, causing him to frown and just as he was about to say something, Stefan, beside him, looked at Hawk with a face full of vigilance, "Mr. Phoenix, did you come for Catherine?"