[color=ed1c24]"Incorrect, but curious, none-the-less,"[/color] The man mumbled. A larger mass of energy gathered in his hand, but something tugged at his pants, prompting him to dispel his magic, and look down to Shadra.

	[color=black]"Dy..ing.."[/color] Shadra groaned, as blood seeped from her wounds. The man looked between Alvios, and Shadra. Dilemma, one that beckoned an answer. Before the red-coated man could react though, a puff of black smoke encompassed both of the masked villains. [color=black]"Nex..us.."[/color]