[center][h2][color=darkolivegreen]Anyon[/color][/h2][/center]

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The wolf was still struggling, seemingly realized that fighting against the herculean shortie was probably not gonna work. It didn’t have much elsewhere to go anyway, so why even bother? With the threat disabled, Anyon’s face slightly softened in expression. Softened in the sense that it went from “radiating bloody murder” to “radiating the [i]possibility[/i] of bloody murder.” She walked past where the girl and the wolf were positioned as she looked down the hallway, seemingly contemplating where to go after her...unfortunate arrival to the fight. All she did was stare down the hallway after all. Her hand extended, open palm, towards the wolf’s torso, making it clear what she [i]actually[/i] was thinking.

[color=darkolivegreen]”El Huma.[/color]

A spike of ice shot forward and impaled the wolf through its body, finishing it off for good. With a satisfied sigh and a dust of her hands, her face finally relaxed. Anger management was different for every person, wasn’t it? For her, this worked very well. Walking forward and putting her hat back on, she remembered that, of course, there that group, for all intents and purposes, did give her a helping hand. Assumptions or not, they at least deserved some recognition for the assist. She turned over to them. [color=darkolivegreen]”Oy, thanks for holding the fort there, blonde one. But keep a closer eye on any actual weak ones. The giant water-magic woman is a sturdy fucker."[/color] She said as she pointed to herself with her thumb. She wasn’t all that surprised by the girl’s seeming super human strength. It could’ve been anything, so why give it a glance? Yang incantations, a divine protection...Probably the former if she was a betting woman. Now, time to set a course for whatever spawned that wolf, which would hopefully kill some time.

She made a hand wave towards the others as she walked, staff used as a walking stick even though she didn’t have a limp. [color=darkolivegreen]”Keep up. Whatever’s here has an ass that definitely needs a kicking.”[/color] As she went further into the building, a mental eyebrow rose up as she thought about something. Would going back and getting Mirt be a good move? Probably, but it seemed unnecessary. A bunch of knights and herself to fight some devil creature? She’s had that same sort of scenario more times than she can count. Besides, part of her wanted some quick fun. It was in her blood after all. This little adventure was probably gonna be a pretty penny for the two of them too, what with the apparent giant wolves, so why waste time running over? Light slowly started to fill more and more until she was near a room’s entrance.

Immediately, she shifted back a bit, as quietly as possible. She took cursory glances around to see what was nearest around. Nothing was stirring...Nothing was breathing from the sound of it...Safe from the looks of it. At least it seemed that way. A misplaced foot nearly stepped on...a glass shard. Picking up the shard carefully, Anyon looked at it before looking around the room some more. Empty dressers and chests, though it was hard to tell how long. Shattered mirrors too...The beasts doing? Maybe, but the chests...possibly it was whoever brought the beasts in here. Great, now they had to watch out for people too. Throwing the shard to the side, she went further in. Mental questions aren’t gonna get them any further. Just make them wonder is all.

As she descended, there was even more growls, though thankfully far away. [color=darkolivegreen]”Figures as much.”[/color] Light finally started to filter in again as her eyes squinted. With that light, came far more audible growls. She inched back a bit. Thank the gods she didn’t enter the room and set it off by accident. She kept close to the entrance, trying to not let it know she was here. She glanced around again. Dining hall...though pretty big for one, and most certainly no people eating. Big chandelier too...But then came the most important detail. The even [i]more[/i] giant wolf that was standing at the other end of the hall. A soundless “shit” escaped her lips as she put her right arm behind her, an effort to make sure no one accidentally walked further than they needed to. It was far bigger than the last one, it was obvious just looking at it. But then came the most bizarre thing of all in the dining hall...3 men?

Well, she could most certainly tell that they were most likely men, but what was with their clothes? The tallest one seemed to wear something [i]somewhat[/i] familiar looking but still oddly distinct. As for the other two, it seemed like they were wearing decidedly more strange clothes than any of them. She would say they were just foreign, but even then? They didn’t look like any country’s wears she’s ever seen before. A strange hooded outfit on one of them and a long sleeved shirt of some kind on the other. The appearances would already be unorthodox, but that wasn’t just it. You would think people in this sort of situation would have spells prepared, battle formations, or at least weapons. It didn’t seem like they had...anything from the looks of it, except for something in their hands that was hard for Anyon to even make out. What the hell was any of this?

A thought then approached. What if these are the people responsible for these wolves? They’re certainly suspicious enough and all of this wouldn’t be a terribly bad ruse. She’s seen plenty of people use trickery before, so it was an easy assumption. Though, to help possibly understand exactly what was going on, she moved a tad further back into the shadows as she gave a quizzical look over at the knights, specifically the strong one, while she pointed towards the 3 men. It was a bit obvious from her face that she was basically asking “They with you guys?” or “You know those 3?”

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