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[@Silver Carrot](RBC),[@PaulHaynek]

Magnus gulped as he saw the opposition that faced them...That big one especially. He'd heard tale of legendary Varjan soldiers that stood a cut above the rest; Champions, they were called. That black armor spoke of trouble, but now with this new arrival they were-

Wait, big guy...that meant him. Big one...that meant...him. His jaw dropping for a moment as he realize the implications of having to fight a true veteran Varjan champion in single combat had Magnus feel a bit weak in the knees, but a moment's glance towards Emilio had his gut in knots. He was so bloodied...how long had he endured them? Taking a few deep breaths, Magnus clenched his axe in his hands and grit his teeth, before bolting forward, slamming his axe down on the Varjan champion before him. It was a blow that would even break through armor and yet...Magnus felt his axe clash against the flat of the champion's blade. Gritting his teeth, the Minotaur refused to lose this clash; Emilio was counting on them! Even if all he could do was by time while the others fought off the other soldiers, Magnus' axe wouldn't be resting anytime soon. He didn't want to kill him...but he didn't want Emilio to die either.

Letting forth a tremendous roar, Magnus started physically pushing the Champion back, keeping their weapons locked as he approached the fire. [color=FF5353][b]"YOU WON'T...HURT HIM ANYMORE!"[/b][/color] he bellowed, his strength starting to become too much for the Champion to handle. Unless he changed tactics soon, he'd be roasting in his plate.

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[@PaulHaynek],[@Eviledd1984]

A content sigh escaped Nephele's lips as she basked in the warmth of the bath, the dragoness clearly pleased at the opportunity to soak in some warm water. She couldn't help but hide her contentment; Unlike a regular Dragon, Cave Dragons lacked an internal heat source to spit fire, which made being cold blooded kind of a nightmare in the winter. But it also made baths the absolute best. She was lucky that Maria had done her job when she did, otherwise Nephele would have been stuck waiting without a bath, as the natural spring within her cave had started to dry up.

Having hung her dress on a nearby hook, she delighted in getting the chance to wash her scales clean after a night of running through a dilapidated mansion. Humming softly as she washed her hair clean as well, her ears perked up as she felt the pitter patter of something small against the stone flooring...

Rising from the bathwater, Nephele stalked the bathroom silently, eyes glowing a bit as the room became filled with fog from her breath, congealing into two very convenient bust and waist level strips for her and Maria as she glowered at the bucket. [color=A9A9A9][b]"Maria. Stand back.[/b] [/color]she said, before crouching before the bucket, a slight purple haze starting to emanate from the corners of her mouth. [color=A9A9A9][b]"If you understand me, then I'll make this clear: You have until 10 to come out. I'll be merciful."[/b][/color] she said, her eyes telling a far different story. She'd seen male monsters now, so if this was some pervert male fairy trying to sneak a peak, then they'd be in for it...or if it was a cockroach, then she'd simply paralyze it and kill it quickly. Preferably out of Maria's sight, since she didn't know if she'd freak out over a fellow insect being slain. [color=A9A9A9][b]"10..."[/b][/color] She started, tiny gouts of purple fog puffing out with each syllable. Whatever it was, if it was sentient, it was either going to have to come out on its own, or be dragged out while paralyzed. 

[color=A9A9A9][b]"9..."[/b][/color]