The fight was easy, getting ahold of Kliment was even easier. Blackguard had succumbed easily to their force. With his brutish goons by his side, the prideful vulpine had managed to takeover The Blackguard within a few hours.

Whether their demise was temporary or permanent, Jervis was surely going to make sure that he made as much damage to their property as possible. Flames were already licking at the walls of their structures, old and new. Whatever remained of The Blackguard and The Roseblood's past had been demolished properly after his swift ascension to the throne. Now homeless, The Blackguard members had no where else to go. They had no home. Thankfully, in an attempt to gain more members, Jervis was offering them a helping hand. For the price of their undying loyalty, they would be able to join The Pitt's ranks and serve them.

After extending the offer over, Jervis stepped down from his high point and began to mingle amongst the angry pedestrians of The Blackguard... or now... The Pitt's newest slaves. Claws and teeth were bared for all to see, but the Pittian guards dealt with them accordingly as the ardent strutted through the crowd. It was as if he barely acknowledged those pleading to him.

Though his takeover was successful, the consequences would lay heavy on The Pitt later on.