Mal’s grin grew only wider at the man’s response, [color=yellow]“Oh, right. Maybe it was the eastern forests where those flowers were common…”[/color]

 He didn’t have to be a genius to realize that the pair wasn’t looking at him anymore. His ears twitched as he heard the heavy stomping of the beast emerging from the treeline. Mal’s eyes caught the flash of silver that became knives at the girl’s side. It was only as he heard her not-so-stale tone of voice that Mal finally clued into what was actually going on.

 While the bear in itself was an unnatural monstrosity, he managed to pick out the green glimmer that seemed foreign even to the magical creature.

 The immediacy at which she jumped into action only confirmed his suspicions. Their conversation thus far did not yield their reason for chasing after these relics, so Mal would have to work on the base assumption that they would simply sell the relics back to the Imperium for the high bounty.

 If these things were as powerful as the stories stated, then they could not fall into the hands of the manipulative Capitol.

 If they weren’t planning on selling them, well, then he should at least try to help out. 

[color=yellow]“Well, I may be wrong about flowers, but I won’t be wrong about myself.”[/color]

 His hands gripped the chains on his belt as waves of black-red energy surged from his palms and coated the wrapped layers of chains.

[color=yellow][i] “Snakes… Arise.”[/i][/color] He whispered. In a rush of wind, the chains uncoiled from around his waist, sending his hooded shirt into a blustery fury as the spiked chains rose to his eye level. Two spikes floated at the sides of his head as his hands remained gripped on the chain remaining around his waist. 

 [color=yellow]“Now then, aim for the legs. Tangle them as best you can.”[/color] 
 
 With the command, the two spikes rushed forward as he closed the distance so they could make their mark. Still the razor-sharp grin never left his face as he leaped into action.