[center][h3] The Leader, The Keeper, The Seeker and the Slave [/h3][/center]

Flames fell from the sky, catching every surface in its unnatural lights. The forest was dying, that much was clear.  The flames sent from the Seeker scattering across the warlock’s shield and sliding off in waves. Incinerating the ground below and quickly spreading throughout the woods. 

A sob broke out across the clearing as the Keeper collapsed to the ground, the illusion that kept the girl hidden failing.  She should have been sent away. The girl had always been too gentle too...caring.  The Keeper's sobs made way for screams as the flames started to consume her. Too weak or unwilling to save herself. 

The battle was far from over, but it was already clear of who the winner would be.  For all of the  Seekers efforts, it was like watching a child try to fight a bear with a spoon. 

“Ryleth,” The Leader’s  voice cut across the clearing as she stepped from her own shadow.  She didn’t yell, yet the magic she used carried her words to all open ears. “Stop this attack, we are not your enemies, nor do we wish to spend our lives trapped as a tool of yours. Alexina is trying to weaken you and destroy all those who believe as you do. Leave her to suffer, join us and let no more magical blood be wasted on this night,”  

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There were strangers in their woods. Coming to join the warlock no doubt. The man had passed not so long ago. The flash of magical energy as well as the sounds of battle filled the air. Without warning, energy erupted around the intruding guests. 

The twins were not known for their mercy, warning shot or not, it was intended to hurt. Intended to kill or at least slow them down.  “You are not welcome here,” muttered the Messenger. “Your friend has failed,” 

“You should return home to your mistress, before you meet his fate as well,” Added Scout.  Neither of the girls displayed any emotion as they went through their speech. If anything, they sounded bored, or tired. "Women have always been wiser, save yourselves and leave this place,"