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[indent][b][i]Israel, Green Sahara[/i][/b][hr][sub][@Nerevarine] [@Tenma Tendo][/sub]

Darkness faded to dusk and soon color came to his eyes. His world bounded up and down and he found his movements restricted. That was irritating, he despised feeling bound. Yevon groaned as he flexed his arms. Doing so sent a hot throbbing in his torso. He remembered the pain of the smoking barrel and redoubled his efforts to escape. However his movements were limited and he could barely drudge up enough of his superhuman strength to break free. After a moment of struggling he stopped and realized something, he was riding on the back of a steed. 

[color=silver][b]"You realize I'll die soon if you don't treat me. My body heals fast but not from shock or trauma. Its mostly mental and I'm calmly freaking out right now."[/b][/color]

There had to be reason as to why she captured him. The sand of the land was kicked up beneath him, flowing like a silken ocean. It was somewhat serene and it calmed his anxiety a bit. Enough for him to notice the draw of his Heroic Duty was pointing at the Rider. [color=silver][b]"Where's the girl at?"[/b][/color] he asked.

[@Nerevarine][@Tenma Tendo][/indent]