[h3][center][color=a0410d][b]Raviel Husk[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
Raviel had just gotten out of the lock when he felt something pulling him down. He looked down to himself to see these shadowy orbs which were locking him in place, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move from his kneeling position. Perhaps he had mistaken this tournament for something far more noble. It was his honest mistake, and he will admit that he did not expect Seleth to just keep him pinned down after he had tried to just continue it fairly.

The beastkin tried to struggle once more to get out, but obviously the magic was too strong for him to move physically. He saw Seleth make her move - grabbing her lance and then making several other lances. Raviel narrowed his eyes at her before forcing his body to teleport out of the way. Even if it was just a little bit out of the way. He didn't know how taxing magically it would be since he was teleporting both himself and getting out - or taking with him - the shadowy balls of magic that kept him pinned down.

[h3][center][color=aba000][b]Faye Nisval[/b][/color][/center][/h3]
Faye gratefully took the other beastkin's hand and was pulled up. She let out a huff and dusted herself off. [color=aba000]"I apologize for nearly blasting you off with that guy."[/color] She said, pointing her closed fan to the still rising mercenary. She may have put a bit more magic than she should have into that. Whoops. Well, everyone makes mistakes, even for someone as [s]old[/s] experienced as herself. She hadn't spent nearly her entire life training only to be accused that she shouldn't be considered a master of the magic of wind.

Enishi had approached to question the stranger's intentions which was quickly met with a dismissive answer and an inquistive question. The investigation, as far as she was concerned, was a secret and Faye didn't have any intention of just telling anyone of their mission unless Athos specifically allowed them. However, it would not hurt to employ just a little bit of her skills for a short period of time. After all, Tibrus was engaged in his own fight. [color=aba000]"Ah well, you see, inside the warehouse is-"[/color]

She was rudely cut off by the screaming opponent. She had realized much too late that the trajectory she had launched him was [i]not[/i] straight - and he was now falling onto the warehouse. Faye had made a desperate attempt for him not to land on it by releasing a gust of wind, but it had missed and the mercenary crashed through the roof and to the ones inside. A growl emerged from her lips, though so low that the humans of the group couldn't hear her frustrations. She was unsure with her fellow beastkin, however. Minutes later, the warehouse was up in flames and Tibrus' opponent had fled and they still had no evidence.

Enishi was the first to react and began weaving an ice spell to quell the flames, but it was not enough. A smirk pulled up to Faye's lips when Enishi suggested they combine their magic. [color=aba000]"Exactly what I was thinking."[/color] She planted herself near him and opened her fans. She began moving - raising her hands up quickly before making intricate and precise movements before pointing both fans towards the warehouse. Wind magic began to intermingle with the ice energy. Her wind had already been cooled to the best of Faye's ability and now it should be able to help stop the flames long enough for someone to get inside.

[color=aba000]"Indeed."[/color] She had replied to the stranger through a strained voice as she continued to keep the stream of wind going. [color=aba000]"Just a crate or two will work. Anything... you can get in there."[/color] Faye would have been more than happy to run into a burning building, but if she was going to continue the chilly wind she was producing, she had to keep still until it was finished.