[center][h2]Hyznia[/h2]
[sub]Castle Exterior[/sub][/center]

     Sulfrax's eyes were glowing with an off-grey light, the unusual sword clashing against the air next to him. An invisible barrier revealing itself, twisted and unstable magic, the portion struck revealing itself like static on a television. Sulfrax had known immediately the dangers of being out here, and there was a crease in his brow at this annoyance, with a hint of surprise as the barrier began to split. Retaliation was simultaneous however, even moreso upon noticing that this was different than theoretically expected; Sulfrax lifted his hand, and a burst of red-grey energy shot into the man, pushing him back The static properties showed themselves again as the trace energy lingered around his body.

     [color=lightcoral][i]"Domhantarraingthe Ifreann"[/i][/color] The muttered incantation caused the remnant energy to flare up, and the gravity around him intensified to an obscene degree. It might have just caved in his torso if he was a normal human, but he was oddly durable against the force. [color=lightcoral]"Hm, not a typical Arcane manifestation. I do hope that mixture was with Ki. Ever since the incident, I've been studying that obscure [i]'spirit power'.[/i] Making sure that the antithesis to Arcane magic wouldn't be an antithesis to me."[/color]


[center][h2]Arcadia[/h2]
[sub]Inside the Z-ATV[/sub][/center]

     [color=gainsboro]"Woe upon you, for your ignorance has been unveiled, my tinkerer comrade! A true tragedy that your shoulder should turn so coldly towards an ally!"[/color] Nicolas was looking at Dan now, his grinning mask likely matching the expression he had beneath it. It was a little surprising, however, when his tone changed from his usual sing-song entertainer's tone to a normal teenager's voice. [color=gainsboro]"Listen, Dan, buddy. Even if you don't believe in Kho, heck even if the guy [i]didn't[/i] exist, I'd keep the sarcasm on the down-low. No need to be all cold-shoulder when we're trying to work together, unless you really want to be lumped into the no-fun-allowed group with her."[/color] The end of his statement was punctuated with a thumb jabbed towards the back, where the quiet Illon woman sat, still as a statue.


[center][h2]Ulimani Crags[/h2]
[sub]En Route to Xena Rock Fields[/sub][/center]

     "Come on, ya punk! I'm gettin' real sick of you trying to blindside me with stuff like this!" Iron wasn't the brightest, but Jenso had been using too many smokescreens and sneak attacks by now. He didn't try to smash the boulder to look for Jenso. He just rammed his shoulder into the damn thing, and returned the stone to its sender, interrupting Jenso's attack before he could get the full swing in. "You've set up smokescreens and dashed around rocks for way too long! Fight me head-on, or I'll take your head clean off!"

     Par was having only partial success, although it seemed a little too convenient. Once the grenade was thrown, the retaliation was immediate as the mage spoke up. "Thirty-seven degrees to your left." The barrier went down, and a crossbow bolt flew right in Par's direction, embedding itself into a stone in front of him, and detonating a second later. However, an eye for an eye. The explosion of the grenade didn't need to hit the barrier; instead it hit the poor crossbowman, the blast throwing him backwards, the mage stepping casually out of the way of both his partner's flying body, and somehow ignoring the blast itself.