Ra'al stood silently amongst the thrumming crowd, a frown knitted on his brow, and his fists balled at his sides as he glared at the blue figure tied to the pole. More than likely, half of these fools didn't know what stood before them, a race so rare, he himself had thought them gone. [i]Would be better if they all were.[/i] He thought darkly, his ice blue eyes mirroring the thought within. Oh how easy it would be to walk right up and snap her pretty little neck, not like the guards would care overly much and he doubted many would rise up against him for committing such an act, yet still, that was not the way of his kind. There's no honour in killing the helpless.

To his right, a hulking mass emerged from the alley, slowly shambling toward the Rhevarian, freeing her from her bonds, breaking the chains that bound her as easily as one might break a twig. He had seen that creature around before, an Ebolorian outcast by the name of Ignrak, if the gossip of theses lowly races could be believed. He looked forward to the day he met that one in the arena.

Turning away from scene he begun to move to the edge of the crowd, his size serving as an advantage as others clamoured out of his way. He cast one last look over his shoulder to see the Ebolorian move in the direction of the other who had assisted the Rhevarian, the foolish thing was lucky the guard pursuing her didn't just use a sonic emitter to scramble her vision, but what could be expected of such a base intelligence being that required the technologies of others to win its wars.