[center][h3] [color=82ca9d]Aylin[/color][/h3][/center]
Aylin flexed her fingers as feeling returned to them. It had been eternities since she had been able to move and she took a moment to do so, relishing the moment. Her first reaction upon waking was to check for her bow. It was still as it had been before strapped against her back. Good. She slowly moved her dark gaze, hidden under a hood she had up since before being frozen, to look at the others in the room.

She looked at each carefully. Though they had been allies when they were imprisoned here there was a chance all of that could change. She had to be careful. For now she just wished to leave here and somewhere far away. Preferably a high place from which she could see how the world had change. For it undoubtedly had after all this time. Her only goal now was to see that.

It seemed so far that only the keeper of knowledge and dragon king had spoken. Aylin had no interest in changing that. The eternity spent imprisoned had not made her any more talkative. Being in this space, with all the other Angels, on made her uncomfortable. Too many people. Too little space. She could hardly defend herself if something went wrong. A bow was a weapon made to be used at range. And if they had been released the [i]others[/i] undoubtedly had too.

Aylin did not pay much heed to Kilgarrah's words to the guards. She did not care what he said or did to them. Still she did not turn her gaze away as some kind of duel occurred. She barely understood exactly what events were taking place. She was sure that if they let Kilgarrah have his way he would fight each guard separately until they were all dead. It was hardly the most time efficient method.

Letting out a soft sight Aylin pulled her bow from her back, forming a simple arrow and placing it on the string. She doesn't particularly want to take part in any killing that may take place here but an arrow to the heart will be far faster than any drawn out melee fight.

Though maybe she should followed what Chinasa did and just head in the direction of freedom. She could get places people couldn't after all. It wouldn't be difficult for her to find a way out quickly. 

Slowly, uncertainly, Aylin took a step forward. 

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[center][color=8493ca][h3]Ash[/h3][/color][/center]
There was a slight tingling of power, the sense that something Ash had long lost was coming back. It was obvious what it was as the prison itself that had contained them began to crumble. They were free. Finally.

Though this form was no good. They hardly wanted to reveal their true self to the others. It was not like it particularly mattered, they didn't see themselves as this form anymore than others. But they disliked it due to the true form encumbrance that came with it. It seemed limited.

But what form to take? What did they want to look like? Something humanoid was a good bet to start with. Something unassuming. Innocent. They didn't want to be slaughtered as soon as they stepped out of this prison. Though, of course, they were sure the other children would figure out it was them. They would have to take on another form after getting away. 

Ah. An idea formed in their mind. That was perfect. It took only moments for them to change, slowly shrinking as they changed their features to what they wished. Small was good. Young. They grew their hair slightly, kept it brown, and turned their eyes to a similar colour. Their skin darkened slightly. Where a man had once stood there was now a young girl, innocent and unassuming. This was perfect.

With this new form Ash walked out of the cell that had held them for too long, a smile on their lips. Time to return to causing chaos.