[h1][center][color=lightcoral] Mar[/color], Sansar Yarsomere [/center][/h1]


After Mar nudged and pointed out one of the Sand Cobras to Summer, the man stiffened immediately. His eyes widened and the scarf covering his bottom half shifted, mumbling something quietly. Faintly, Mar realized what it was.  A prayer for Gaurot’s favor, one that humans made when they were about to die in service. Her heart skipped in sickening acknowledgement over something as all Inferno broke out. Several similarly clothed men wrenched out their hidden blades and screamed battle cries, their forms shoot to Yolin, his guard and the students. The guards easily become dispatched when the blade points found purchase in the armor’s weak points. Their figures crumbled then bleed out across the sands, never able to rise again. 


Mar immediately jerked upright and snapped her head over to E’nasha, just in time to see her snatch. Her figure quickly vanished into the shadows without a trace. On the defensive, her mouth open then her fangs ejected from her gums. She let out a rasping hiss at the nearest man. His figure stalled and stared, surprised at her inhumane behavior. Her eyes narrowed in aggression while her hand reached for her bone at her side. Meanwhile, her ears caught Yolin’s words raise above the conflict and draw her attention. His eyes became stark white without irises as he rose to the challenge. Any more images were blotted out when a huge, earthen wall shot up to the sky. It hummed with energy and magic, thickening out to shield the screams’ sources. 


"Mar!" 


Mar’s head jerked to Aramir, her small arms tugged on the Naga’s rapidly. Fear, heavy and obvious, penetrated the snow elf’s eyes causing the Naga’s own to swell and become infected. "Take Summer and Baulder with you through the portal. We need to find out as much as we can about this resistance and get you away from here. Summer isn't holding up well and I don't trust Baulder not to do anything stupid in the feast.” 


She turned to the others and shouted their own directions. “Darius, El'kan, and I will meet you back at the College with our reports." 


With a ear splitting rumbled, the wall shattered. Rock pieces and worst came flying toward them as their host stepped through the rubble. The white light shined in a eerie and unnatural from his vision, his words determined and cold. "The Sand Gods might flows through me! Flee, rats, or be slain by the divine light!" 


A blur, then he touched one of the Sand Cobras. The man’s body slammed into the ground and Yolin held him there, tsking. "You really should keep old injuries covered better." Gently brushing the scar, it came undone and crimson blood gushed out. It spilt over the host causing pain, the victim screaming from the wound. 


"Go!" Aramir shouted into the Naga’s ear then started to shove the wobbly woman. Her feet stirred into the familiar movements of running, the soles slapped hard against the scorching desert. Her eyes snapped up in time to see John rush toward Aramir. Without thinking, her hand pulled the bone loose and surged her vitamancy into the very arcanite causing it to crackle. It lengthened in moments just when  Myrn’s blade slashed across the demon’s neck. 


[color=fff79a]"Mar you aren't safe here! Go to the portal and beat the shit out of Baulder, we'll figure out what's going on here!"[/color] Myrn called when her blade connected. He dematerialized when Baulder entered the portal. Nearly tumbling on her path toward the portal, Mar jerked into the darkness. The element swallowed her up, left her cold and numb almost instantly while it swirled about her. Up and down had little meaning to her sense of direction before she thumped down hard on something solid, her flesh screamed in protest about the landing. 


When the world stopped spinning, Mar sat upright to examine her surroundings. Her tongue slipped out to taste the air and came back musty and damp, a cavern of some sort she thought. Something moved in the shadows, several men approached cautiously with blade held out. Their eyes narrowed on the foursome to have arrived as Mar heard the portal close behind her. It was a dangerous position they had landed themselves in. Her eyes shifted until they found Baulder, heat flared in her irises during their glare at the broken being.