[center][h2][color=39b54a]Rankon[/color][/h2][/center]
[center][i]The Abandoned Mountain Village of Calvern[/i][/center]
[center][@PharaohAtem][@The One][@XxLyraxX][/center]

Rankon was about to accept the King's offer and to surrender himself, when he saw the spirit summoned next to the strange man who had summoned the trees. It was there for one brief moment before it vanished. A beat later, Rankon felt the villagers below also disappear away from where he could sense them. A sense of panic quickly fell to elation as he realized that they were safe. A new surge of energy came with the emotion and he did not wait for the stranger to yell at him again before activating his second ability. His magic spread down the from the top of his head to the bottoms of feet causing small motes of dark green light to surround him. Rankon vanished from his position bowed in front of the King, as his speed boosted body propelled him wildly away in the opposite direction. He pumped his legs madly aimed at a rock wall in front of him where the mountain continued upward.

The rock wall opened up and swallowed him before quickly shutting behind him. Rankon glided through the earth as though it were water. Here buried beneath the ground, he was fully in his element, the thought of what lay behind propelling him to new speeds. He turned upwards heading for the top of the mountain hoping to see what direction the other villagers had gone. He burst out through the top in a shower of pebbles, covered in dust and stone. He glanced around hurriedly not wanting to waste more time than he needed to in case of some type of pursuit.

He did not see the villagers, but the sudden emergence had broken off his connection to the mountain and once again he felt his reserves of power run dry. His legs, pushed far beyond their limits gave out from underneath him. Before he blacked out, he felt the sensation of falling down to the earth below, with no energy left to break his fall.