[center][color=800000][h1]Zarin Malthain[/h1][/color][/center]
[center][color=800000][b]Location: Ruin Prison[/b][/color][/center]
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As he watched Egwene and Foley both summon their vessels, Zarin quickly looked down to see his dog tags hanging around his neck. Huh. He must have missed them walking in and out of the cells. Oh well! He had his vessel and really that's all that mattered.

Slinging the rifle over his shoulder, Zarin grabbed his dog tags and yanked them off. Instantly they changed into a chain whip perfectly coiled in his hand. [color=800000]“Much better. Now then, how about we go kick some-”[/color] Before he could finish, Egwene charged straight passed him screaming about tearing this place down bit by bit. Zarin stood there for a second in slight shock before slowly turning to Foley and saying with a smile [color=800000]“I like this girl! WAIT FOR US!”[/color]

Exiting the prison in a full sprint, Zarin didn’t hesitate to attack the first soldier he saw. Swinging his whip he wrapped the chain around the target soldier’s neck and gave it a good tug. A satisfying [i]snap[/i] could be heard as the bone was split and the soldier fell lifeless to the ground. 

It was about the only surprise attack he would get before their position was compromised and every remaining soldier descended on their position.Zarin took down two or three more soldiers in the ensuing skirmish before the enemy leader spoke up. Zarin intended to mock the man’s threats, but was instead stunned and forced to a knee by the scream that followed. [color=800000]“What the hell was that?”[/color] He muttered angrily pushing himself to his feet and looking around for the source. 

Once his eyes gazed up at the monster in front of him, he was overcome with a mixture of fear and excitement. He had never faced something of this size before, and the way it effortlessly dispatched its former squadmates was truly something to behold. Nevertheless, Zarin was not about to turn and run like the remaining soldiers, especially now as the beast chased his friend. 

[color=800000]“HEY UGLY!”[/color] Zarin yelled igniting his whip and spinning it forming a circle of fire. [color=800000]“EAT THIS!”[/color] With a solid crack of the weapon he launched a fireball straight at the head of the monster hoping to draw it away from Morgan.