"Doctorrrrrr!!!!!" The door to Iskandrous's clinic suddenly burst open as a feigned drunk Demetrias burst through it. He stumbled through, practically falling over his robes and katana, before stopping just before the pink haired male physician. "I was...I was toldddd you were the bessssttest doctorrrr here." His words were entirely slurred and distorted as he grabbed Iskandrous's coat, a goofy grin on his face before it suddenly went somber for a moment. "Wait...you are so cute!" Outwardly Demetrias's behavior was no different from a drunken warrior looking at a pretty woman, though in this case it was a 'pretty man'. But in truth his intentions were entirely sinister; it had been remarkably simple to find the gathering using what Strix had told him, his own keen awareness over life, and the hustle and bustle of Iskandrous's own clinic. It made sense that he was in the heart of one of the marketplaces of the world - it was the only way a mass produced cure could have spread so quickly around the world.Solomon had said the same thing about Gods possessing a "Divine Core". What exactly that was, or meant was lost upon Emiya however. The interesting part is that it was a God's equivalent to the Human soul, and yet, both times, it sounded like a physical thing that resided within the body and could be interacted with, unlike the Soul, which required specific abilities, like the Rinnegan, though Emiya didn't know very much about the Doujutsu, or the Soul for that matter. What mattered was that, because of his actions in the Hokubu, Enkidu stated he would "Walk alongside humanity". Did that mean, if someone else were to have awakened Enkidu, and not shown him kindness, he would side against them? It was a harrowing thought, making an enemy out of one who could literally rewrite reality as an afterthought, erasing a plague as easily as a human could erase the life of an insect. Thankfully this wasn't the case, and that only left Enkidu's last words to consider.
"Mirabelle might have asked a bit too much, but I'm just as concerned. What do you mean there's a "greater storm" coming?
He let his words hang there for a moment. Unlike Mirabelle whose enthusiasm and thirst for knowledge got the better of her desire to hear of this approaching "storm", Emiya would tackle it one part at a time. Was it a literal warning? That a literal natural disaster was about to sweep through the world? Was it a metaphor for a destructive force on the level of a natural disaster? In that case, was it another way to refer to Tiamat, or something else entirely? Quite a few interpretations, but he kept his guesses to himself. Keeping the question simple, he wanted a simple answer to cut through the obfuscation, before asking anything else of the growing Divine being.
"Oh...well aren't you...something." Iskandrous awkwardly responded, his attention now turned away from Enkidu and Emiya. "And quite sudden!" She started tugging at his hands, only to realize Demetrias's monstrous strength.
"It...I might be a little...teeeeeeensy bit drunk." He said one last time before falling flat on his face, Iskandrous freed from his grasp. He didn't even bother looking at Enkidu, he didn't need to. When he walked into the door he could take in the full room, including the green haired youth on top of the table. And sure enough he could sense no soul, he could sense no life force, and he could sense no chakra from the boy. It was vastly different compared to the unique souls, chakra, and life forces in the room around him; a benefit of his trifecta of sensory awareness he gained when he was transformed into a Child of Tiamat. And it was all that confirmation he needed, nothing more. He made no offensive action, he made no attempt at taking Enkidu, or even saying anything to the boy. Outwardly his focus was entirely on grabbing at Iskandrous's ankles now, begging for a cure to his supposed inebriation. Like an actor, the Voidlord was entirely dedicated toward his act. And it seemed to have paid off - he found Enkidu. The most unique being that Demetrias, and even in his former life Sai Uchiha, had ever laid eyes upon.
"Yes, yes. I get it!" Iskandrous annoyingly kicked Demetrias's hands off his legs. "I have just what you want.... It works very fast." He forced his way over to the table Enkidu was standing on, "But after this, next time make an appointment! Can't you see we're busy here!?" Though after he shouted it he realized that a drunkard probably had no appreciation for those things anyway. Walking back, Iskandrous handed him a small cup of tea and a vial of blue medicine. "Take this, you'll feel better soon." Demetrias chugged the medicine down, much like the drinks he had pretended to have consumed. Any side effects the home remedy would have had on him never took effect, even though he wasn't drunk in the first place. His anatomy had already radically changed so dramatically that even conventional medicine couldn't effect the Child of Tiamat. He feebly attempted to stand up after drinking it, stumbling over himself slightly. Though he began to feign the drunken stupor fading from his body as each minute passed, as if the cure was working.