[center][color=#DF7401]Ziton[/color]&[color=steelblue]Baqar[/color][/center]

After his words Ziton turned to Baqar. [color=#DF7401]"Go into the guest room. Don't leave it."[/color] He then turned away from the child and began walking the opposite direction. Before he could get too far Baqar voiced a question without raising his voice. [color=steelblue]"What will you do?"[/color] Ziton paused while mid stride, the shade from over his face growing darker. Yet his smile grew brighter as he parted his lips once more to speak with a fluid confident tongue. [color=#DF7401]"To try and find something."[/color] He then kept walking. Leaving behind a calmly confused Baqar. 

The young boy shrugged and began to walk with a hop to his happy steps. He made his way with a maid to the guest room and was in awe of the decor. He found the bed most amusing and jumped on it to find out how high he could bounce. The glint of different colors met his eye as he was twisting midair. He hopped onto the ground and opened the back doors with a rush. He dashed with open excited arms to perform a classic display of smelling the flowers. As he did this however he came across patches of missing bundles. He also took notice of the two people within the garden. One had a weapon drawn on the other. [color=steelblue]"That's a weapon!"[/color] He spoke up from behind a bundle of foliage as a stand in reply to the floating mans question. [color=steelblue]"And it fires magic!"[/color] He exclaimed with raised arms. Though he was hardly visible behind the shrub.
[@Drifting Pollen][@Gentlemanvaultboy]

Ziton made his way to the training hall for a brief moment. Merely to observe. He then continued walking. Wandering the halls to find where he could go that was not heavily guarded. He veered over the line of where he could go. Accessing his limitations. It was only now that he found his murderous intent dampened. Indeed he did plan on killing where the coverage was light. Yet he did not find the will to attempt. [color=#DF7401]"Where is this coming from?"[/color] He muttered. His eyes gave a feint glow and his eyes saw he was surrounded with a mysterious mist. It was coming from the ground itself. The mist guided him to what he sought. 

He stepped back in surprise. [color=#DF7401]"No different from Vrondi. When will people learn.."[/color] Ziton chuckled as he continued to view the scene whilst suppressing the affects of the magical floors. The training room, the throne room, and the guest rooms seemed to be the main places allowing passage. Yet the view of the various machines and weapons surrounding the castle made him smirk. He stood now at a window that looked outside at the city surrounding the castle with his arms crossed and his worn hat tilted.