[center][h2][color=ed1c24][i][b]Drake “D” Edwards[/b][/i][/color][/h2]
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[hr][center][color=ed1c24][b]Interaction/Mentions:[/b]  [@Damo021][@webboysurf][@c3p-0h]  |  [b]Location:[/b][/color] Avalon
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	[color=aquamarine]"Sluagh!  I -- I know where Uná is!"[/color]  Drake's focus immediately shifted.  He hadn't even realized Aya had come back into the building and here she was demanding the creature's attention.  The stutter in her exclamation did not project confidence.  Wide-eyed and in a panic, Drake looked back toward Sluagh and tried to react as quickly as he could.

	He started moving toward the monster, pivoting slightly as he advanced, placing himself between it and her.  With one of his fiery hands, he picked up an abandoned table and turned it, pointing the surface of it toward Sluagh, using it like a knight would a shield.  As his ablazed fists gripped the mast, the flames started licking at the wood of the tabletop.  It wouldn't be long before it, too, would catch fire.  The least of Drake's problems right now.

	"[color=f7976a]No quick moves, big guy,[/color]" Drake calmly advised the creature.  He planted his feet, anticipating Sluagh's next move.  If it was going to attack, he wanted to be ready.