[hr][hr][h3][b][i][center][color=82ca9d]Sana[/color] & Epona[/center][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Hell?
[b][color=a187be]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Molotov-Boneys
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	Well wasn't this just peachy, soon as Njat takes care of the last normally skelly more decide to show up. And not just your normal boney's but ones that seem to have a fuse the length of a woman going through both PMS and Menopause at the same time and with a erupting capability ten times worse. Granted, Kyra and Keystone seemed to be taking out the some of them and in good time but Njat had to go and decide it was time to find a mourning mask. It was just one big cluster fuck and it seemed that it was only going to get even worse. More were coming out of the forest, there was still laughing coming in and what the hell was with the red haze in the air? Someone fart a rotten strawberry patch?

	Hearing Kyra, Sana took several quick steps back Epona staying at her side neighing as if to say [i]'bitch you really need to do something'[/i]. Sighing she knew what the horse and Kyra were getting at and she hated both of them for it. Not completely but enough to have a look of [color=82ca9d][i]"Yeah I am so going to trip your asses to land face first in the mud at my first chance"[/i][/color] etched on her features. She didn't want to do this, she hated doing this. She still, after all this time, was not comfortable doing this but it seemed like it was the best possible option. Sure she could change her mind and just pull an arrow out and let it fly but that wouldn't keep these fuckers back. They were coming and if another person decided to fall flat on their face, or their ass, they could be dead. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Hello, I'm your martyr,"[/color] were the words that left Sana's lips, yet they were not spoken they were sung. Her hands coming up as suddenly and nearly instantaneously a chill filled the air. It was odd, the warm air of the fire was lost, the sweat of battle chilling and beading up as frozen droplets. It all happened within the blink of an eye. Ice formed, quickly, between those that were attacking and her group, surrounding them in a wall of ice that stood ten feet in height and three feet thick. The sides slopping to the ground and coming to a point at their apex. With each note that left Sana's lips the wall hardened, the air around them cooled even more and the ground frosted over; everything frosted over. 

	Sana's aim was two things, to stop the incoming and to end them. Whether they slipped on the now frosted ground and slammed into the wall or that she actually was able to capture a few in the wall did not matter. The job was simple - Wall of Ice between the group and the skeletons. How it played out, how effective it was was yet to be seen. Sana continued to sing keeping the wall holding for now and she would continue as long as it was effective. She just hoped the group was good at skating because shit just got slick.