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[color=7cfd93][sub][i]The Capital, Elementia[/i]

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Alya for the most part studied each person's body language, attempting to understand how they felt at this current moment. She couldn't pick up on anything because her social skills were as adept as a solitary animal. The woman who introduced herself as 'Oriel' had offered an interesting proposition. Something that the Huntress was quite intrigued by. The customs of those who are unlike herself. So far, nobody had offered to help her understand their culture, so hearing this from a fellow knight was quite nice. [color=a2d39c]"I would love that, Oriel!"[/color] She responded in a cheerful tone, sitting next to her in the wagon.

As the other's introduced themselves, the Knight of Lightning moved toward the wagon.. But suddenly fell over dead with a good amount of arrows in his back. Upon seeing this, she immediately unhooked her blow gun from her belt, loading a dart into it. She got out of her seat, her stance low to the ground. The crowds had begun to scream and start to stampede out of the city center. Complete chaos.
[color=a2d39c]"What a strange custom you city folk have!"[/color], Alya laughed in a cynical manner. The sight of a fallen comrade did little to her psyche. Death was a common thing. Only the strong survive. 

Alya was the first to respond to Arno's suggestion, hopping out of the wagon. There was something strange on the wind. In an instant she side stepped and snatched an arrow out the air mid flight. She glanced over at Telius as she tossed the arrow aside. [color=a2d39c]"My weapons don't have that kind of range. But I will go hunt them down."[/color] She replied firmly before dashing off toward the direction from which the arrows came, as if she didn't hear the second part of Telius' sentence. She wasn't going to use Akash to fly, as that would make her an easier target. The huntress wanted to use the stampeding crowd as a form of concealment.

Weaving through the waves of people, she progressed toward where she thought the enemy to be, being sure to keep her body low and difficult to target. As she moved, she released Akash from it's tattoo form. [color=a2d39c]"Be my eyes."[/color] She commanded. The falcon soared into the sky, searching for the assailants.