[color=darkorange][center][h1]Mason Drake[/h1][/center][/color]
[hr][@Jollan][@Rai][@geurls][@Brithwyr]
Without warning, the woman in Mason's arms began to bleed, prompting him to immediately look back only to realize that a large chain was moments away from ripping away what he was trying so hard to protect.

Shifting the unconscious woman to his right shoulder, Mason spun around, leveling a defiant glare at the monster below him. The chain did hit, but not what it was intended for. As it wrapped around his arm, the young Seraphim's  eyes glowed brightly with electric blue light as he channeled a large discharge into the chain, the arcs of lightning searing his flesh as they entered the metal

Suddenly, Mason felt his shoulder get ripped from it's socket with a violent jerk as the chain began to slide down his arm. Fighting against it with all his strength, he managed to slip from the metallic grasp, before shooting down the mountain, the old woman held tightly against his body.