[center][color=violet][h1]Morgana Ironholdt[/h1][/color][/center]
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[b][color=Violet]Magical energy:[/color][/b] 338 out of 340.[/quote]
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Morgana had never before felt so envious of people with sight. What with her on a battlefield blinded and unable to find an exit as she heard nothing but the screams and death throes of other people around her. Unable to tap into any of her more powerful skills in order to prevent herself from dying due to the amount of mana she would end up giving off to the point she would effectively get them all killed. So it was safe to say that she was very much [i]peeved[/i] at the professors intrusions though the other emotion she was feeling was heavy amounts of fear due to having lost her walking stick somewhere on the battlefield. A cost of war perhaps? No matter she had her servant to use as a walking stick instead.

She crawled to her feet as someone grabbed her arm, a calming influence in the whirring storm of blood and death. She was about to break said arm but James was luckily fast enough to speak before she began any action against him. She guessed he was dragging her somewhere safe and not into further conflict in order to perform a certain coup in order to get that grail wish... How dastardly well if he did drop her in the middle of it he'd have a very angry Morgana after his neck but she knew her classmate better then that. After all she wouldn't betray someone until after she earned their trust... So she knew she was safe because she didn't completely trust him just yet. Who would when they figured what James special little gun did. Yes she did her profiling on her classmates before this entire grail war. An Ironholdt is always prepared.

Though James soon pushed her away causing her to stumble again only for her to this time into the grip of fellow person with special eyes.  The way Olympia spoke with such a frantic tone seemed to show that she was shocked. Shouldn't Olympia be the one receiving aid in that case. "Olympia, whenever the hell we get out of this if we do. If you need to talk about anything ask. I might not be able to see the bloodshed but I can hear the screams. It might be best for both of our mentalities to get this horrendous night out of our systems as early as possible." Morgana said in a tone that seemed almost motherly though it also felt restrained and controlled like Morgana's usual speech pattern. 

Then they were still moving on without cease. A march that felt like miles even though it was mere moments. The screams of the children around them unlocking some inner weakness within Morgana that just made her want to collapse and give up. But she couldn't fall to her knees while Olympia was holding her, so even during Morgana's contemplation of letting whatever Ayondale had planned for her happen. She was still marched over to Sonja without delay.

"We need to go..." She said quietly even before a female voice likely belonging to one of the servants told them to get leaving. "Sonja. Olympia. We need to fall back." She said picking up her voice as she held her hands together to stop them shaking from the noises she was hearing and how her mind pictured a living hellscape of nothing but damnation. [i][b]"Lancer... Retreat to this location, I am going to need you if I am going to even be a contender in this grail war."[/b][/i] Morgana said with a rather commanding tone as she attempt to get a grip of herself showing an uncharacteristic weakness. She was trained for combat, she knew how to defend herself but she never pictured such audible agony. Why were so many non-threats dying.

[i]Ayondale must pay with more then his life.[/i] its the only way she'd get peace from the events of tonight. 

"Sonja, Olympia lead the way and help me get the god forsaken hell out of here! Please!" Morgana said as she gripped hold of Olympia's arm in the way a dying patient grips hold of a doctor searching for a lifeline.