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location: Docks
tag(s): Mistress Vertti [@BrokenPromise], Flame [@Letter Bee]
mention(s): Aki
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The magic show was pretty entertaining if you asked Grisaia. The performer was cute and exuded an energy that make it pretty hard to dislike what she was trying to do. His attention was split between the Mistress, the show itself, and a pair of eyes focused on him particularly. The rabbit didn't bother giving them the time of day. Plus, people tended to stare at him for the most mundane of things...

[color=lemonchiffon][b]"I agree, she's very bright. I'm sure whatever you decide will be suffi...cient."[/b][/color] The boy frowned, placing a hand on the small of Vertti's back; something he'd only do when something was...off. Even Anubis seemed to notice as the white haired Spirit materialized beside him, brows knit in concentration. Grisaia looked back for a moment, crystal eyes narrowing at the guards shuffling around the crowd trying to enjoy the magic show.

[color=lemonchiffon][b][i]Adhara.[/i][/b][/color] The thought passed his mind and the Spirit appeared seconds after, standing next to the Mistress. 
[color=paleturquoise][b]"You better have a good--"[/b][/color] The statement barely left her mouth before all hell broke loose. Cultists came in the hundreds, overpowering the mostly defenseless crowd.

[color=lemonchiffon][b]"Stay by my side. Please."[/b][/color] Grisaia whispered to the Mistress among the chaos before turning to face the onslaught of enemies. Most would think that keeping the Mistress with him was a dangerous idea, but he'd argue the contrary.

She was most certainly the safest she could ever be with him.

Before the rabbit nor his Spirits had a chance to do anything, they were caught off guard a whip of above average controlled fire magic going towards their enemies. It was that kid that was staring at him before...Flame Brooks, he announced. And he was affiliated with Gris? Eyebrows arched at the chances, Grisaia watched as he seemed to have things under control. This guy was strong for sure, but using magic all willy-nilly before everyone was fully able to evacuate was probably not the best idea to handle this.

Grisaia backed up with the Mistress, Anubis and Adhara flanking his sides. He waited for when the first wave of Cultists ceased before making his move.
[color=lemonchiffon][b]"Anubis, Adhara, make a dam."[/b][/color] He commanded, holding both hands up in the process. He's been storing up magic for the past week or so for this turn of events. Hopefully, it would be worth it.

Both nodding at the order, the two spirits followed in suit, holding their hand up in front of them.
[color=paleturquoise][b]"Huma!"[/b][/color]
[color=darkkhaki][b]"Ur Dona!"[/b][/color] The two shouted in unison, two giant walls erected between the Cultists and the Grisaia, water filling up the space in between said walls. It was no doubt that these people would be able to get through this obstacle, but hopefully the thickness of the walls as well as the magically charged water would be enough to slow them down.

[color=lemonchiffon][b]"This way, Mistress."[/b][/color] Grisaia wasted no time grabbing the woman's hand gently before breaking out into a jog in order to catch up with the others. Once he was close enough, Grisaia focused his attention onto Flame. [color=lemonchiffon][b]"Pardon me, but were you telling the truth regarding the Art Fortye Household? If so, then one of us should take the front of this crowd with the guards and make sure nothing does wrong. My spirits can flank the sides."[/b][/color]

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Quiet pants left the chestnut girl's mouth as she pushed her wings a bit harder than normal to get to her destination. She probably would've made it too, in like five minutes or so, had it not been for the very imposing woman with a sword out in the open. Eiko tried to stop herself, but she only managed to slow down a little bit before bumping right into one of the girls, it being Chieko, that also seemed to stop because of this soldier.

Wrapping her arms around the other in hopes of not knocking down them both to the ground, Eiko looked up at other girl, still hugging her.
[color=rosybrown][b]"Oh, I-I'm sorry! I didn't meant to--"[/b][/color] A loud crash reverberated in the young girl's ears, making her jump out of surprise. Wh-What was going on?

Tears threatened to fall once she caught sight of them being swarmed by Cultists. A hand immediately went for the staff on her person, but she simply held the device close to her, unsure of what she should do; what she could do. Her attention moved to Chieko for a moment, wonder if she was going to try and run like the soldier said or stay and fight like the dove's nerves were screaming for herself to do. Her emerald glance eventually looked to the others as well to what their actions would be, hoping there was some consensus before she tried anything.