[u][center][h3][color=red]~Ruxen~[/color][/h3][/center][/u]
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[color=ed1c24]“You know if we weren’t being attacked right now, I’d properly kick your ass sideways to next week Mikoto. Since you have nothing better to do than make lame ass fucking puns!”[/color]

While the peddler was making wise cracks, Chen was busy being freaked out by the murder that had taken place in front of them. Seeing him get emotional was not going to help their odds, especially when their attackers were revealed to be gray-skinned men. Taking a single sniff of their scent, Ruxen tensed in place and immediately began growling.

[color=ed1c24]“So, uh, hey Chen? We should probably get the fuck out of here since these guys are…well, they’re fucking Fae. I should be fine but you two are dead as dead can be-the fuck are you doing?!?”[/color]

As she turned to bark at Chen for his stupidity, she felt the sudden surge of power crackle from the Green Legend Relic. As Chen placed his pressure though the small gem, the area around them had begun to tremble and shake. Vines and numerous other undergrowth beneath them began to spasm and grow, coiling around the area like a forest being birthed from nothing.

Green sparks would dance along Chen’s fingers as the Spirit of the Relic manifested inside of him. Two new weapons would appear in his palms, given shape and form through twin blades with that seemed to be thick wires running through their length. As Ruxen watched the transformation and the Green Relic being utilized, something else caught her attention. As if given a response to this, the Relic pulsed with an eerie light…

[color=ed1c24]“Wait…they have a Relic too?”[/color]

Back in Arcadia, the voices had all but died down except for the one still calling Alex’s name; given that no one else was coming, there was no need to do so. As Alex exited the tall grass and entered the river bank, he would find nothing and no one there. All that was seen was the wide river which spanned on for miles and miles. Across from it though was a temple of some sort…the pathway to their treasure?

Even so, the voice continued to call him and had devolved into sounding generic and flat now. As if the voice belonged to none of his temporary companions…if he chose to stay and investigate, he would discover the source of the false voices. [url=http://41.media.tumblr.com/0eba49279b928a811466a42c22fd6722/tumblr_nhg9hoobUi1rwyx9ko6_1280.jpg]Something[/url] stared right back at him from the water, the crown of its head and beady black eyes just barely breaking the surface.

It did not move nor did it speak any further. All it did…was watch him.
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