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[b]Israel, Green Sahara[/b]
[sub][@Tenma Tendo][@Renny][/sub][/center]

The Rider continued through the cool desert air, the wrap around her head fluttering in the wind as the horse she rode upon strode through the sands. Bethlehem lay within eyes distance, and the journey there would be a quick one from this point. However, it was at that moment that her eyes caught sight of something arise into the sky. A human! The rider pulled on the reigns of the horse, causing the beast to rise up on its back legs, letting out a loud neigh that seemed to echo across the entire land. The glowing green eyes of the figure followed the figure as it took flight into the stars, with the rider redirecting the horse to follow after her. 

"That must be her! Jadyata al-Nujumiyyah! The Legendary Hero!" She exclaimed into the air as she chased after the flying young woman. The excitement quickly turned to horror, however, when she saw the hero suddenly go limp, and begin tumbling into the air. The green eyes widened in horror, as she cracked the reigns, and the horse chased after her. The rider's eyes focused in, squinting as she tried to pinpoint just where the girl would fall. But she was falling too fast, and the rider let out a scream, in a mixture of frustration and despair as she realized she would not make it in time. The horse was running as fast as it could, though the rider cracked the reigns over and over trying in vain to force it to move faster. 

But the surprise grew as she saw a second figure appear on the scene, leap into the air, and catch the falling girl, safely bringing the two back to the ground. As she came closer to the hero, she was overcome by the potential danger that she was in. Who knew who this man was, if he was part of the False Prophet who wanted the hero dead. As the horse approached the two, the rider found the man crouched over her. Instinctively, the rider vaulted off of the horse, who let out a noise of shock as his master fell to the ground, immediately pulling out her sword from under her cloak, and held it in front of her. 

The emotion in the figure was palpable, though her face was covered by cloth, the look in those glowing green eyes was piercing. She gazed furiously upon the man, the fury seemed to be having an effect, as the sword in her hand began to flicker as lightning magic coursed through it, though she was too focused on the other to notice. There was no thought, no planning, she just opened her mouth and screamed out, not even bothering to try and translate, just yelling in her native Vandalic.

[b]"Ga ave fram her!"[/b]

[i]Get away from her[/i], she just hoped he would understand the message.