The Viera and assassin were blinded by the light, in which time Wesley grabbed Nadeline and led her away. Grant took his lead and fled, though he was more than sure 

"[b]We cannot leave--![/b]" Nadeline protested as Wesley tugged her arm. 

"[b]I'm afraid there is no more room for discussion now that Meli has arrived.[/b]" Grant took the liberty of grabbing her other one, and the two men practically dragged her through the village. Most of the viera actually remained rather neutral, some even ignoring the outsiders. Meli, however, gave chase, brandishing her sword. She jumped and sank into the ground, specifically into her own shadow. It ran across the path, growing closer and closer to the three, until it caught up with their own shadows. Once it did, their shadows melded into a pool, and several tendrils emerged from the ground, surrounding them.

"[b]Protectga![/b]" Nadeline called, barriers errecting around each of the trio, and the shadow tendrils bounced off her magical shields as they ran through them. "[b]Did you see that?![/b]"

"[b]No time for discussion![/b]" Grant yelled as they entered Golmore Jungle once more. He released Nadeline and aimed his hand at the path. "[b]Darkga![/b]" As Nadeline and Wesley no doubt got onto the hovercraft, Grant's spell managed to break the viera made bridge. Of course, this was not permanent, and once he hopped onto his bike, they sped off. "[b]Unbelievable.[/b]" He muttered to himself, though his word was lost to the wind. He looked at Nadeline and Wesley. "[b]Back to Stigma! We need to properly inform Lorenzo![/b]" He shouted at them as he sped up, leading the way.

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Archadians who didn't feel the need to attack Jaakuna. Now that was a first to Emiri. Lannit and Wendy were certainly...friendly, so to speak. They had a sort of endearing roughness about them, though they seemed friendly enough. Emiri was downright shocked, however, to see no less seven children of their children running around. [i]Seven[/i]. By the gods, how did that woman manage to pop out that many and still retain her figure? As they sat down, she saw many of them staring at her, and she stared right back. Goodness, they were adorable, but those eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their heads. She offered a small wave to them.

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Ah, the other head of the vicious serpent.

The moment Francis was sent away Roman knew this much would happen. Though for one reason or another, he smiled back at his brother, lightly raising an arm. "[b]I fear that unlike you and Jackson, I do not execute the look well.[/b]" He admitted in defeat, though he lowered his arm. "[b]I hear things have not been going your way as of late. Jackson managed to slip through your fingers, I hear.[/b]" He spoke as he stroked his chin lightly, a rather thoughtful look on his face. "[b]And now here I am, little brother, and you look at me with such a false expression...I almost thought you were happy to see me for just a moment.[/b]"