[center][h2][color=darkolivegreen]Anyon[/color][/h2][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/1sOp6rT.gif[/img][/center] As if God himself wanted to throw a curveball to the situation, out shattered a nearby window and out popped a very familiar looking older figure. A smile perked up on Anyon’s face as she gave a few quick stretches, getting ready to join in. [color=darkolivegreen]“Oh shit, looks like I don’t have to look for him now.”[/color] Both of her hands went into some strange pockets on her garb, and them came out with a power of golden knuckles, firmly on her hands. With a sprint and her staff out, it seemed like a more fun challenge was a foot. Well, it [i]seemed[/i] that way anyway. Despite a good blind and a few impressive moves, it didn’t seem like Mirt was going to win this single handedly as they both quickly figured out. One quick smash into a nearby wall with an accompanying blood smear made sure of that. A small groan came out her mouth as she looked at the wolf. Looks like she was doing this solo now and needed to figure out how to get Mirt out of there. Her staff hand extended as she went to the side as the knights ripped the creature’s front legs. [color=darkolivegreen]“I got you, just give me o-!”[/color] Ironically, like with the previous wolf, she was cut off from attacking as another group of knights descended upon it. In only two casts, he already managed to freeze the creature solid. She shrugged this time as she ran over to where the wolf’s body was and, subsequently, where Mirt was. Him chewing those others out barely registered, outside of the mention of her being a civilian. She was too preoccupied with removing a certain someone from the carcass. She put a hand to it, feeling that, at least where he was, the body was still a tad warm. Might as well make him comfortable instead of lying him on the dirty floor. She tugged him off of it pretty simply, put her over her shoulder, and gave a wave of her free hand. [color=darkolivegreen]“Al Huma.”[/color] Instead of the usual spear, a clean sheet of ice, sharp as hell, slit the portion of the body he was stuck on, very cleanly in fact. It slipped onto the floor nicely on the meat portion, leaving the fur portion out and about. She lied him back down on it gently as she placed down her staff and extended her hands. The other man already healed him, but it made sense to at least top him off, especially since there were still some scraps and bruises. “Huma.” As she did so, she looked back towards the other end of the hall. Those other three had already run off. A glare popped out of her eyes as she looked over there. [color=darkolivegreen]“Cowardly bastards…”[/color] With that, Mirt was almost completely patched up, save a few scratches. Anyon sat back giving a shake of her head. [color=darkolivegreen]“It’s funny how I thought about bringing you to help deal with this bullshit, and not 6 minutes later, you pop out like we had a fucking psychic link or something.”[/color] It seemed like a rhetorical statement, if those even existed, as she stood straight up after saying it and looked over towards the gas-masked knight. She was far less mad with him as she was with the previous knights as, technically, he was right. Warriors they were, they were also technically civilians while in this country. That and healing Mirt obviously sweetened the deal. Though, she really could care less about this “Sir Walter” or whoever he was. There was shit she wanted to deal with. [color=darkolivegreen]“Hey, did you know those 3 fucking cowards who walked out of here? They looked like they were fighting the wolf or some shit. With shards of [i]glass[/i] no less. Then the douches went and booked it the second he came to help out.”[/color] She said as she pointed her thumb in Mirt’s general direction when she said the "he." Those...whoever they were somewhere they were clearly not supposed to be and then just ran. Whatever their reasons were, fine, but she wanted to give them an earful cause it was still a pack of stupid fucking reasons. [@BrokenPromise] [@Zelosse]