[center][h3][color=FireBrick]Kieran Croft[/color][/h3][/center]

Amidst the battle that was taking place under the moonlit night, Kieran had also been doing his best to help out against the horde of overgrown bugs. Kieran's class wasn't designed for high damage, so the time it took him to deal with one mosquito was quite significant in comparison to his allies. However, a perk of being a Samurai was that the young boy was very resilient. When the creature swung one of its numerous legs at him, Kieran skillfully lifted his blade with two hands and firmly kept his footing. He met the creatures attack with the flat part of the wooden sword, effectively parrying the creature and only receiving a slight shock from the impact. With little time to lose, Kieran took a solid step forward and rose his blade above him. With a fluid motion, he brought the weapon down onto the head of the mosquito with all his strength behind the attack. With a sickening crunch, the bluntness of the wooden blade cracked open the creatures head. The creature stood there for a moment, shocked, before collapsing before the young Samurai. Placing the sword over his shoulder with a look of disgust, Kieran turned his head away from the gruesome scene before he threw up. 

Unfortunately, Gaius' encounter with his own mosquito was just as messy. The Samurai gave an approving nod to the Shadow Vanguard, recognising a job well done. There were only a few more left, including one that was being dealt with by a large, serpentine dragon. The creature was quite shocking to see, but Kieran got the impression that it was here to help as it violently ripped apart the mosquito that was unfortunate enough to have been in its way. Kieran couldn't catch a break. Everywhere he looked was splattered with bug juice. He approached Gaius, giving him a friendly pat on the back with his spare hand.
"Looks like you really laid into it. I'd say we're all naturals at this!" Kieran gave him a smirk, trying to hide his anxiousness about what other horrifying creatures they would encounter on their journey. 

[center][h3][color=SeaGreen]Hatori Kokonoe[/color], [color=SeaGreen]Jura[/color] and [color=MediumVioletRed]Veronica Winchester[/color][/h3][/center]

Hatori stood next to Veronica, frantically inspecting her for any injuries. Veronica normally would be quite annoyed at someone being so protective over her, but seeing as he'd just saved her life she figured that it was the least she could do. Yet this wouldn't stop her from trying to talk him down.
"You really needn't worry for me. I'm just a little shocked." She was trying to be as polite about it as possible, but this was the third time she'd asked him to stop and she feared that she could only be restrained for so long. Hatori seemed to get the message this time, taking a step back from Veronica and sighing with relief.
"Alright then. If you're all good, I'm going to try and help out some more." He gave her a quick nod before running off across the dark field to meet with Jura, who was still playing around with the poor mosquito he'd chosen as his victim. 
"Jura! Finish it off and let's go!" The dragon raised it's head at Hatori's words, releasing a low grumble of disappointment before snapping his jaw onto the mosquito's head. It writhed under his grip for a moment, and then was still. Jura slithered over the corpse of the mosquito, quickly rushing across the ground in what seemed to be a head on collision towards the sprinting body of Hatori. Yet before they could collide, Hatori kicked himself off of the ground in a fashion that seemed almost natural to him, despite rarely attempting such a thing. As he began to descend back to the ground, the sea green body of his companion flickered beneath him to catch the Dragon Rider.

Riding Jura was the most exhilarating experience that Hatori had ever experienced, and this was only on the ground. The young boy giggled in delight at the mere thought of riding Jura when he could fly. He braced himself as Jura rushed across the field to greet the group that seemed to be just about done dealing with their wave of mosquitoes. Jura came to an abrupt stop, lowering his head to the ground so Hatori could visibly seen on top of his partner.
"'Sup! I'm late, but here to help!" The young boy slid down the back of Jura, stumbling as he reached the bottom and tumbling onto the ground with a grunt. Jura released a low growl in amusement, flicking his tail gently underneath Hatori's stomach to help him stand upright. The boy rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, smiling. "Thanks, Jura. Anyway!" He turned to face the group with his arms folded. "I'm Hatori! This big guy here is Jura." He rubbed the side of Jura's belly playfully, resulting in a low purring sound coming from the creature.