The rumble of power that Blade and Lucky generated, he had to admit, was impressive. If nothing else. Luckily, the elder had made sure they were out of the 'deadly zone' as he referred to it in his mind, before they all got turned into little charred people. Either that or you'd walk around with no skin on your body, not a pleasant idea. The power from the sparking lightning alone was enough to burn someone far more than he ever could at the present moment. As everyone seemed to slowly recover, four remaining guards stood not all that far away in front of them. Nudging the female beside him with his elbow, the elder pondered if he'd ever done anything like this before. Nah. Attention turned from his thoughts, his voice carried across towards the currently blind female holding onto his hand tightly, a sentiment he returned equally just before speaking. [b]"Six, four of them right if front of you. Feel free to take a hit at 'em. Doesn't look like any of their buddies are coming to help, ne?"[/b] He questioned jokingly, voice like that of an amused boy, and perhaps he was in a way. But that was better to consider later, when all had gotten free from this place he called hell. Or a hell hole if you felt like being foul mouthed, which when it came to this place, Three was all for being as foul mouthed as a sailor. 

Once the four remaining had been, ahem, 'taken care' of. Small blue flames appeared within the air near others and he as well. With no lights to see, it seemed like a logical idea to make sure no one walked into a wall or anything stupidly dangerous like that. Those flames generated were enough to allow everyone to see each other clearly for once, a blessing for many. Now with a gentle grip on the hand within his grasp, as he then began to move around all the bodies that surrounded them, gently leading the female close to him around such a horrible sight, one that was best left unseen. The cloak that he had taken from a guard previously swept and surrounded most of his body, as well as hid his hands and arms. A nice thing to have when you were concealing such sharp and dangerous weaponry, as well as keeping blood off you. Picking up on the male calling himself 'Bone' speaking in what he heard to be a very stupid question, his silver head turned, quirking an eyebrow at the new-comer where everyone seemed to be gathering together. Even while walking, slitted eyes were carefully scanning the area, like a machine searching for a way out and thus far, he had found nothing. Darn. Of course, with this new female arrival, he had heard her approach before, but thought it best not to comment. Just yet anyhow. [b]"Looks like someone's late to our little party."[/b] Three commented aloud mostly to himself, mirth in his tone and expression as he glanced at the female he was adressing. A short little thing wasn't she? Ah well. That ever habitual smile remained as he now directly addressed the female that had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, of course he knew that couldn't be the case. Even so. [b]"Ya got a name kiddo? No use us helping ya if we don't have a name or number for you."[/b] His tone was calm, somewhat serious for a change, and yet it still carried that lilting tone that many would come to know him for.

(100th post, yay!)