"Oh la la!" Dillon's anger was precisely what Enter was hoping for. Surely this might be a mistake, the goading him on and trying to get him to attack. But really, how else is he going to manage what he has in mind?

"I'm afraid I haven't a clue where she could be at this very moment. You would have to as ma sœur about that one. , I'm sorry, my sister."

A cold smirk crosses his face as Dillon growls and launches himself closer in attack. He drops out of the overworld, teleporting through the subdimension to come up behind Dillon once his balance is off, and more, with a tiny device between his fingers, the self-same model Escape had used to update and improve the poor lost sister in question.

Stronger than he looks, he wraps a width of cable around Dillon at chest level and pulls him off balance. "Non, non, non, that's no way to get information."