The [i]Silver Lady[/i] quickly stripped Brannor of any recognizable humanity. His fangs sprang forth, bearing ivory sabers; his borrowed armor overflowed with the fur of a king. The poised tiger-man’s golden eyes seeped of royalty before his evil adversary. Fierceness, strength and bravery met the half-dragon. Blows exchanged and banged with luck and skill gracing each weapon. Bystanders waited for the victor until triumph raised from bated breath, filled with nefarious lightning. The healers who abetted the suffering, alongside Kyra and the druid, the frightful night prior, rushed to resurrect the wilder. Despite knocking on death’s door, his gaze under his hood invited vengeance, which would be dealt if Cyanwrath would savor another unfortunate reunion with the paladin. Torus recognized the might within the feral warrior, evolving into a legend, with time as his only constraint. In defeat, the green knight’s vision peered through a world where frailty and chaos held no sway amongst the embers that constituted the champion of Greenest. The light of his master’s guidance was easily apparent, traversing all boundaries, separating life and demise, all manifest before the trio of Sefblom, Creek, and the Younger’s curative restoration. The pirate understood the significance of this untamed zealotry, realizing the nigh impossibility of respite until such a sinister force from the realm was vanquished. Langderosa’s promise exacted in execution, with Longwater’s family released to the citadel. As the sailor marched into the tunnel, the orc joined their ranks with concern and joy, over the outcome of the skirmish. Before the outlet was closed, a raven fluttered from the burrow of granite, aiming to trace the invaders’ withdrawal. He muttered to himself, after glancing the boastful curse of the youthful cleric. [color=92278f]"To soar as high as hope, to dive as swift as justice."[/color] Once their direction was ascertained, the dark avian disappeared from the morning clouds, allowing the commune of the heroes to be realized in the conquest of a long-deserved rest.