Elliot's heart pounded in his chest as he heard the boy respond to him with a question. A one word question. "Friends?" Typically that was not a good sign from anyone. The last time someone responded with a single word the conversation devolved into a brawl. Of course that was in a tavern between a pair of drunks, however he had seen similar reactions to varying degrees for exactly the same reason.

[quote]"You're from very far away, aren't you?" she asked in a breathy voice, somewhere between astonished and very confused. Her eyes widened even further. "You've seen the sun, haven't you?"[/quote]

Elliot blinked and stared at the girl with blank confusion. Why was the sun important? He wracked his brain as the pair spoke back and forth. The energy shifted quickly from tense to excitement, and the fear Elliot felt slowly faded as he relaxed. Confusion quickly settled back in as she started excitedly calling him a [i]Lightborn[/i].

He was about to ask for clarification when she grabbed his wrist.

[quote]"You have to help us, everything is wrong, the light is in pieces and the Dragon is stirring, and the Gods have locked themselves up, we're at the mercy of the Dark --"[/quote]

They were interrupted by a sudden attack from above in the form of a net. A fearsome metal machine and griffin entered combat in which the griffin was clearly far more agile. The metal of the machine proved to be a poor defense against the beast’s fierce claws as well as they dug into one of the scythes and dismounted its rider viciously. Elliot reluctantly braced himself for combat. The loud machines drowned out almost everything around them.

He then looked hard at the obelisk. What better way to protect his fellow castaways than to literally blow away all the threats. Then they could run back to the beach. He then glanced toward the beach and promptly his heart sunk. A swarm of the fiends had risen, and he could only imagine what they might be capable of doing. One bite was likely no problem at all, but dozens would be lethal.

The next concern that came to his mind in regards to the obelisk was if he could even direct the wind at all. The fact that he was even considering attempting this caused him to question his sanity. Ultimately, there would be only one way to tell, and he had no time to wait.

Elliot mouthed to Golde and Ifor. [color=lightgreen]"Brace yourselves."[/color] Then he dashed for the obelisk and pounced on it. As soon as he made contact and the wind picked up he tried to focus it so that all threats would be blown away. He prayed to the fates that would be enough.

All the fantasies, myths, and legends of old were coming to life right in front of him. Would this revelation unravel Elliot’s mind or open it to new possibilities? He worried about the consequences of both.