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[h2][color=silver]Ferrin Astra[/color][/h2]

[h3]Tenrou Team - Discretion is the better part of not dying horribly.[/h3]

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Dragon.

There was not other creature on the face of Earth-land that was more powerful, or dangerous, then this mystical being. Fear flowed in a wave, crashing into the party. Ferrin thought quickly. Do they stand and fight, or try to make an escape? 

Ferrin stepped forward and grabbed Sasha's wrist in a literal iron grip. [color=silver]"Stop."[/color] He commanded, all trace of laughter gone. This was a serious Ferrin. A dangerous Ferrin.

Before anyone could move far, Ferrin spoke up. Raising his voice to aggress everyone and even amplifying it slightly with magic, he repeated, [color=silver]"Stop. This isn't a fight we need to win. Even if we succeed, we will all be tired and maybe wounded. Or worse. Let's retreat while we have the chance, to find a better place to take a stand, if we must. Time Lord will hold it, Dragonslayers, cover our retreat. I, and anyone else with the right talent, will cover our trail, including scent."[/color] He caught Sasha's eye. [color=silver]"We aren't 'running off', we will move as a group."[/color] He released her and strode over to Time Lord, who was struggling to hold the dragon.

[color=silver]"Can you hold the spell if someone carries you as we move?"[/color] He asked without preamble.