[i][color=fff200]Midnight tournament area[/color][/i]

As the blast from Bertrand's fireball settled, the doll's body had been pinned down on the ground by the vigilante called Wolf. Then picked up, by the hair first and put into a headlock by the larger Wolf.

But Bertrand was unresponsive, even as his face was being cracked by Wolf's armored fingers. The doll gave no reply. For he was gone already by the time Wolf had placed his foot at him. But it was now that the energy which had been stored within him began to seep out. Purple and mistlike in appearance, lingering for a moment until it vanished alltogether. Bertrand's face began to shatter and crumble in, then the rest of his body began to crack aswell and it would slip out of Wolf's grasp and land on the floor in a pile. Looking like someone broke alot of pottery. That and the clothes he had worn.

Celine's expression was filled with fear and sadness, she couldn't see a way out of this. If they returned to their master without the girl, or if they still would linger and fight they would most assuredly not make it.

Seeing Wolf shatter her fellow doll, her brother in a sense just like that. It was too much, his sacrifice would not be in vain. As long as she could escape with the hostage.[color=7bcdc8] "One move and I'll break her neck! Stand back!"[/color] Celine said in a warning tone. She didn't want to really harm the girl, but she had to leave with her. 

[i][color=7bcdc8]Adam. Where are you? This is bad... [/color][/i]

[color=7bcdc8]"Darla! Get to outpost charlie! Now! Tell our master I've got her! Leave this to me..."[/color]

Celine readied herself to create a barrier of energy around herself and Andras if Vernon or Wolf would take another step forwards. While there were others present it was those two which she was keeping an eye on, slowly stepping backwards still trying to hold unto Andras.

[color=7bcdc8]"Tell them to back off right now..."[/color] Celine said in a hushed tone to Andras through gritted teeth. [color=7bcdc8]"I don't want to hurt you... but you leave me no choice." [/color]

Darla had nodded quickly with a somewhat displeased expression on her face, she however could feel how the energy their master had granted to her was seeping out of her broken arm. She quickly jumped and ran, as fast as she could towards the exit. She was not as strong or tall as the others, but she was quick. And this was a moment to make use of it, hopefully it would be enough. Being a doll she also could likely outlast any pursuer by stamina alone.

The panic was her strongest motivation to leave, even though it meant leaving Celine alone. Darla was someone who was used to follow orders from her fellow dolls and more so her master. They could do most of the thinking and planning and she could look at beautiful things. Until her master would find and destroy them ofcourse.

As she ran she said out loud without thinking of it. [color=7bcdc8]"Bertand... Celine... I'm.. I'm gonna... I will... "[/color] She narrowed her eyes in some sense of mental pain artificial tears building up.

[color=7bcdc8]Master Galbrek.. please save me![/color] Darla thought to herself in a praying manner. She had made it to the main entrance and threw one last glance behind her to see if anyone was following her. She was like a deer being hunted by a pack of wolves. Or possibly one Wolf.