She looks over at Grim, "So do we just wait or are we storming in there? Do we have a plan?" She asks.

"No." Grimalkin sat down, curling his tail tightly around his feet. "However, there are two Thornguards stationed at a back door who will not let anyone past."

Ash narrowed his eyes. "Can we fight our way through?"

"I would not advise it," Grimalkin replied. "It appears some of them are using iron weapons--steel swords and crossbows with iron bolts and such. It would only take one well-placed shot to kill you."

Puck frowned. "Fey using iron weapons? You think Virus has them all bugged?"

"Something far worse, Im afraid." Ashs face was like stone as he stared at the factory. "I was forced into service. Virus didnt give me a choice. The Thornguards are acting on their own. Like Rowan. They want to destroy the Nevernever and give it to the Iron fey."

Pucks eyebrows shot up. "The hell? Why?"

She frowns, patting her hip where her sword would usually be. She frowned, quite disappointed that she didnt have it with her.

"Because they think they can become like Virus," he replied. "They believe its only a matter of time before Faery fades away entirely. So the only way to survive is to become like the Iron fey. They wear a metal ring beneath their gloves to prove their loyalty, and because they think it will make them immune to the effects. But its just killing them slowly."

"Huh. Well, thats...absolutely horrifying." Puck shook his head in disbelief.

"They're killing themselves and they dont even know it..."

"I might have a better idea," Grimalkin said. "There are several glass skylights on the roof of the factory. You could map the layout of the building from there, maybe even see where Virus is."

"That could work." She nods.

"Tonight, it seems the Fates are on our side. There is a window cleaners platform on the far side of the building."

She stays silent, looking around.

Fortunately, their luck seemed to hold as they made their way around the back of the factory. A small platform hovered over the ground, attached to a pulley system that climbed all the way up to the roof. The wall was dark, and the gremlins were absent, at least for now.