[color=darkorange][center][h1]Mason Drake[/h1][/center][/color]
[hr] [@Brithwyr][@Jollan][@Rai][@Geurls]
 Unfortunately for Mason, the woman with the scythe had no interest in diplomacy, and immediately attack.  Time suddenly appeared to stand still around Mason as he witnessed the woman's tattoos glow as her pupils became slits.

For but a few moments, something deep within Mason stirred… What was this? A green gas covered his eyes, followed with a searing pain. Everything happened so fast, suddenly Dremmick and Constance were there, the gas seemed to disappate… Why did Dremmick need Mason's blood?

A paper with a symbol on it was thrust into Mason's hand, something about stunning?

………..

Suddenly the world came back to Mason, though he couldn't see the scythe lady, the bandit had set two flaming wolves on Dremmick, and was now attacking Constance!

[color=darkorange]”Watch out Constance!”[/color]

Lunging forward, Mason swung at the bandit with Stonefang…. only to fall flat on his face right at her feet. 

He had to save his friends! 

His hand shot out, firmly gripping around the bandit’s ankle, the small paper Dremmick had given him pressed hard into their skin.

[color=darkorange]”Knock her out!!!”[/color] Mason yelled.