[color=0072bc]"I'll be there soon..."[/color] Bastian muttered charging through the forest, he could hear the sounds coming from his horse. Gripping his necklace tightly, his necklace shimmered ominously. [i][color=0072bc]"I hate letting this influence me...But I'll use my father's curse if I have to..."[/color][/i] feeling his heart pumping louder and faster, his head becoming a miasma of brutal thoughts. Making his pupils fade, color darkening until his eyes were a solid shade of black.
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[color=39b54a]"We're simply reclaiming what's rightfully ours...just keep quiet and we'll be on our way."[/color] The man replied in a cold tone, looking at the other. [color=39b54a]"Just stay and keep the lady company."[/color] The other stranger nodded in response, his hands concealed underneath his robe, moving restlessly. The one on her right started to walk toward the back of the cart starting to quickly and aggressively search. Struggling to open the many containers, finding many difficult to break or pick. The horse started making louder noises, making his disorder more frantic. 

Visibly aggravating the one watching over Elizabeth. Grinding his teeth, scowl across his face, he turned his attention away from Elizabeth for that moment and lifted both hands aiming toward the horse. His hands began to illuminate with a small condensed ball of fire amassed in between his palms. 

[color=007236]"This will shut the bloody horse up."[/color] The one on left growled out, his attention fixed on the horse, ignoring her.