[center][color=darkorange]Mason[/color], [color=DC143C]Shye[/color], and [color=A52A2A]Dremmick[/color][/center]

	Shye knew she was faster than, Dremmick, but not his blood magic, she had to lose him, and quickly. If she was out of his range, she would be in the clear. Without her doppelganger, she would have to just make a run for it. She bolted back towards town. [color=A52A2A]"Oh no you don't!"[/color] Dremmick called out as spikes formed from the mist and flew towards her. He just would need one to hit. Shye however, thought he would try something like this and already had her fist balled up. She leaped forward and turned in the air to face the projectiles, directing one hand to the ground and the other in front of her. She released both blasts at once one, one to break the ground beneath her sending rocks and dirt in the air to cover her, and the other to destroy the spikes. When Dremmick made his way through the cloud of dust to chase her, she was gone.[color=A52A2A]"DAMMIT!"[/color] he cursed. He went back to gather his equipment before he continued into the city.

Shye was making her way through the city and stopped in an  alley to catch her breath. She slumped down to the ground against the wall, her breathes heavy but silent. Nix swooped down from the skies in a panic, having been there while she fought. But she seemed distressed about something. Nix tried soothing her by petting the little dragon, but it wasn't long until she hears a commotion in the streets. She cautiously peaked around the corner, her eyes going wide at the sight. rogue plant-life was running rampant in the streets, attacking people at random. Shye had no idea what was going on, as far as she had known things were fairly peaceful after Nuxta's forces left the area.(edited)
All the sudden the building she was leaning against started to rumble as a plant had overgrown through it, people pouring out of it, running for their lives. The poisonous tendrils reaching out to grab who they could. In the building however, there was still a cry for help, a young child by the sound of it, accompanied by a woman screaming and trying to go back into the house, being stopped by someone who knew it was too late. Shye wasn't particularly sure why. It wasn't her fight, and she should have continued to flee, but instead she jumped into the fray.

Shye leaped through one of the holes in the building, burning and tearing her way through the growth, trying to follow the sound of the child. She found a doorway warped by the building crumbling to pieces, her way through blocked by more growth. She dug her claws into the thick vines,and started to burn through it, ripping out anything that became too weak to hold on. Eventually she found the child crying in the center of the room. She picked him up and fought her way back through the crumbling building, being pelted with ruble and scratched by the plants' thorns as they tried to attack her on her way out. When she made it out, she set the child down and her ran to his mother who scooped him up and ran without a word of thanks, too terrified to stop. Shye's body however started to feel weak. Those thorns...they must have been poisonous, She tried to move but found her body start to numb as she fell to the ground. More tendrils reached out from the broken house, wrapping around her and starting to drag her back in, a hungry maw forming in the center of the building, its tendrils looking for prey to consume. Nix started to panic, trying in vain to cut the vines, biting and scratching at them, ripping some off successfully, but not fast enough, as there were many more to replace them. Shye could hear Nix's outcries to her as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness.

	Just as the tendrils seemed to have won, a white blur shot toward the fallen woman; wielding a sword engulfed in black flame.  In a single swipe, the tendrils grasping the woman turned to a sickly gray ash as the blur flew past, once again taking to the air before twisting around for a second flyby.  This time it seemed to be aiming for Shye as it swept low, it's flaming blade currently out of sight.

	All the sudden, the tendrils Nix was working on were all severed. Causing her to stumble back as something flew by them. The dragonling's fur was raised as she saw it coming back at them. She hissed at Mason as he made his second approach while standing on top of Shye's unconscious form, unsure what his intentions were.

	With a jerk, Mason scooped them up before more tendrils could lash out once more.  Once in his arms, it was clear the young knight was already exhausted from working to save so many civilians; beads of sweat poured down his face as he drew ragged breathes.  Looking at Nix, a weak, but reassuring smile grew across his face [color=darkorange]"Don't worry little one, I'm here to help.  The scary people will be all gone soon, I promise!"[/color] as a knight he was obligated to give hope to those who needed it most, to make them feel safe in the moments of greatest peril.

	Nix wasn't entirely convinced, but she stoped hissing at him. Her fur was still raised and she hunkered down, claws holding on. 

Dremmick hard a hard time finding Shye after her escape. When he got frther into town, it felt like a battleground. Buildings were torn asunder, injured people scrambling for safety, and strange plant-like creatures wreaking havoc in every direction. Dremmick had to put aside his hunt to start dealing with the new problem at hand. He starded destroying as many plants as he could, ripping through to the heart of the plant with his blood magic, and then draining away their life energy, and dispersing it to any injired he came across. There were many times he was hit by poison, but he used his control over his own blood to push the poison back out of the wound, expelling any blood affected by the poisons as well. Some, seeing his wounds as he fought, thought him a monster as well and ran from him. Eventually he saw Mason overhead, and though he would link up with him to find the rest of the group....but there was a particular person he saw in his arms that made his blood boil.

Dremmick shot up from the streets to the rooftops using his blood manipulation to grapple up. [color=A52A2A]"MASON! UNHAND HER! SHE'S DOLOFON!"[/color] He yelled out to him, a long slender single edged blade forming in his hand. It was reminiscent of a katana, with a longer blade and a much longer handle, am in between of pole-arm and two handed sword, its color completely crimson. Dremmick stood there, eyes now glowing yellow, that ghostly aura streaming from his eyes and enveloping from his right arm, and now across his chest with the rest of his cursed flesh. [color=A52A2A]"[i]Put. Her. Down.[/i]"[/color] He commanded, the murderous intent obvious in his voice.

	This woman was part of the Dolofon? Normally, Mason would have dropped her the instant he heard those words, but the person in his arms had gone down trying to save a child.  They deserved a second chance.   [color=darkorange]"I can't do that Dremmick, this woman nearly died saving a child.... Even if she is Dolofon, I'd say she deserves a chance to redeem herself.  Besides, it's dishonorable for a knight to abandon someone over their past mistakes; you of all people should understand that."[/color] he hollered back.  However, as Dremmick began to get more and more aggressive, Mason began to grow unsure of his friend's sanity.  Could the curse be affecting his mind?  It had clearly grown, or was at least larger than Mason had expected.   [color=darkorange]"You need to CALM DOWN.  This is no time for vengence. These people need our help-- and more importantly, your curse is spreading.... It's probably for the best you cover up and come back to this later AFTER we deal with the current situation."[/color] Mason continued as he flew onward toward the nearest medical personnel he could see outside the danger zone.

	[color=A52A2A]"To Hell with a knight's honor if it means saving the life of an enemy who will do nothing but turn around and kill you given the chance. She attacked me, and at any other time she wouldn't hesitate to slit any of our throats just as long as its her mission. Don't be a fool Mason!"[/color] At this he did level his blade towards Mason, though he was still a good distance away. Crimson wraps started to cover his exposed body like bandages. [color=A52A2A]"I don't want to fight you Mason, but I will not lose anyone else to the likes of them."[/color]

Nix spent her time trying to wake Shye, licking at her face. She knew that whoever they were fighting before had caught up to them, and it was attempting to try to wake her so they could leave. The poison won't kill her, but unknown to the dragonling, even if she woke right now, she would be unable to move for a while.

	[color=darkorange]"Dremmick, this isn't an argument. I'M SAVING THIS WOMAN'S LIFE.  Don't worry, the Dolofon won't do shit... If they tried, they would fail, and even if they DID succeeded, a war would break out... Dremmick I give you my WORD, that you won't regret this, I'm sure this woman can be reasoned with."[/color]

	Dremmick had a decision to make. To trust in someone else, or to go about what he felt was right on his own. It was a tough choice considering his past. Dremmick simply nodded as he followed. His grip on his weapon tightened, blood dripping from his hand as he let them go. [color=A52A2A]"Fine,"[/color] he said hatefully, not really at Mason, but of the situation in general. [color=A52A2A]"But if I see so much as a bit of resistance from her...I WILL kill her, you have [i]my[/i] word."[/color] He stopped following and turned his attention to the rest of the town so he could find what was causing this. He called out to Mason as he gained distance. [color=A52A2A]"I'll meet you at the inn when this is settled, I'm going hunting...,"[/color] with that, he jumped off the rooftops and back into the fray, looking for whoever was spreading the poisonous plant seeds.

	Thankfully, it seemed that Mason had saved the woman's life..... For now... Landing in front of the medical personnel that he had seen earlier, he handed the unconscious Shye over .  [color=darkorange]"This woman needs medical attention; from the looks of it, I believe she's been poisoned!  Please see to it that she doesn't run off after coming to, I want to speak with her when this is over."[/color]  he said as he took to the sky, [color=darkorange]"And mind the little one! They seem to be very uncomfortable around others!"[/color]

With that, he drew his blade once more, and flew straight for the Scythe woman.......