[@HueMan][@Lugubrious]
Priscilla only reacted by tilting her head slightly to the left as Helena drew her weapon, a slight look of disappointment in her eyes. No movement was made to counter Helena's [color=00aeef][b]"Your language."[/b][/color] She stated simply at first [color=00aeef][b]"Through touch, I can learn another's tongue. However, I will make one piece of information known to you..."[/b][/color] At this moment, her grip around the haft of the scythe tightened and her brows furrowed slightly while her muscles became visibly tense yet she made no other movement. The air around her suddenly became heavier [color=7bcdc8][b]"Your authority...is secondary."[/b][/color] Her tone was hinted with a slight malice and a undisguised warning. 

She had just finished speaking when the sound of Skout's weapon firing carried through the air. Priscilla's attention immediately shifted and moved her scythe to block, demonstrating the same speed she used to grab Helena's hand. The mysterious woman was sent flying back into the ground several meters away out of immediate view. Dirt was thrown into the air where she landed and skidded to a stop, a path carved from where she stood to her current resting place. Undamaged, Priscilla emerged from the small crater and sent one last message to Helena, that could also be heard by Skout [color=00aeef][b]"I will tolerate your ignorance, my masters may not. You will not see me again for some time."[/b][/color] She then turned her back to them and uttered one more word [color=00aeef][b]"Gate."[/b][/color] and disappeared through the portal created, with it closing immediately after her.

[@Lugubrious][@FalloutJack][@Lauder]

Lucius gritted his teeth as tatter tapped him on the nose, clearing not used to being the object of such disrespect. However after seeing what two of the guardians could do, he knew that he couldn't afford to be hostile. Instead, he scoffed at her words [color=salmon][b]"It sounds like you are not much different than me."[/b][/color] A slip of bitterness coloring his words. It was when tatter called him Lucy that he shot a sharp glare directed at the ethereal being but kept his mouth closed.

Lucius slammed into the ground after Star playfully struck him, the air escaping from his lungs at the unanticipated strike. He groaned somewhat as he lifted himself off the ground a couple of seconds later. Frustration amounted in his expression as he clenched his fist tightly but did not retaliate. Instead, he brushed off what remained of his clothing and stretched his muscles. A twitch in the corner of his mouth was the only sign that Star has caused him pain [color=salmon][b]"Should I not get an audience with your leader, as is custom for dealing with royal prisoners?"[/b][/color] He suggested after a hard cough.

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A young female enters the room dressed in a beautiful blue and white dress that frames her light skin perfectly. Blue, leathery, wings protrude from the open-back of the dress in a curved, furled position while her scaly, blue tail sticks out just a little from underneath the back of the dress. Bluish-white horns adorn the top of her head as well as a silver chain that lays against her hair spreading across from the two horns. Her name is Sila and is one of the servants of the great Catherdral. An npc with less power than the powerful guardians with a strength all her own. She slowly approaches the group with clear resignation in her crystal-blue eyes [color=6ecff6][b]"E-excuse me?"[/b][/color] She asks with a gentle voice. 

[@Trainerblue192][@FalloutJack]

The slave appeared to be incredibly ecstatic at the the even small praise, as anything less would likely end in punishment or death. He bowed his back fully [color=a187be][b]"You are too kind, your majesty!"[/b][/color] After he said this, he raised his back and stepped back a few steps. The captain listened attentively to every word said and did not budge once from his salute [color=fdc68a][b]"It will be done at once, your majesty!"[/b][/color] He firmly stated with a soldier's pride. His eyes turned towards the slave as he was given additional orders then returned back to Garlock and nodded [color=fdc68a][b]"Of course, we will leave you then and prepare our best sword for use."[/b][/color] He dropped his salute finally and turned to the tent's entrance [color=fdc68a][b]"Revis, Tarsos. Come in immediately and remove the slave from the tent."[/b][/color] His command sounded through the air and like the well-disciplined soldiers they were, Revis and Tarsos came in and grabbed Alskyra by the arms and escorted him out of the tent.

After performing another salute, the captain made his way out of the tent as well and soon no other living creature could be felt near it. In the distance, Garlock could hear the voice of the captain relaying his orders to the rest of the garrison.