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🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Time[/b][/u][/color]
💎 Early morning/Late night. 

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Location[/b][/u][/color]
💎 Wilderness.
💎 Close to Roshmi.
💎 Close to The Sun Elf Kingdom.

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Interactions[/b][/u][/color]
💎 [@Helo].
💎 [@13org].

🌀 [color=7e9ebc][u][b]Ambience[/b][/u][/color]
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Inori raised a brow at the feline warrior, once he exchanged a calm posture for aggression. Though Korvash had attempted to keep his anger in check, as Inori so often instructed, the brute reached for his sword with a loud growl. Indeed, the orc's large, green hand fell onto the hilt of his massive blade, with fingers tightly wrapping themselves around a worn handle. [color=7e9ebc]"Enough!"[/color] Inori exclaimed, swiping a small, clawed hand across the night air. Red, crimson energy circled the appendage, a reflection of what had come to pass with Inori's motion of flamboyance, previously. Differences rested within the color. Where blue had maintained its shape, this was the first time azure mist had given way for its crimson sister. 

From beneath their feet, ethereal chains red as blood manifested in an aggressive manner, before wrapping themselves around Korvash's arm, locking it in place, and prevented him from drawing the sword at his hip. "Inori!" Korvash exclaimed, looking down at the creature who appeared to have had enough, the expression on Inori's face one lacking in amusement. 

[color=7e9ebc]"Cease your pleas, Korvash,"[/color] Inori frowned, clenching his fist. The chains would then proceed to squeeze the orc's arm further, and began pulling it further away from the sword as if hell had allowed for Inori to borrow demonic links of torment. However, despite their appearance, Korvash did not scream, which indicated that they simply restrained him. They did not cause harm. [color=7e9ebc]"Threats are highly unsightly,"[/color] Inori continued, turning his attention to Cade, [color=7e9ebc]"and childish,"[/color] he finished. [color=7e9ebc]"I would have hoped you above such mortal trivialities."[/color] Once more shifting his attention back to Korvash, the demon's eyes narrowed into a deathly gaze. [color=7e9ebc]"Will social interaction maintain inconvenience with you at my side, Korvash?"[/color] At the demon's words, crimson chains slithered up the orc's body, wrapping themselves around limbs and throat, where they continued to tighten by the second. Perhaps the source of this orc's obedience was making itself known, at this moment. 

"Ngh..!" Korvash growled, struggling against the chains, but merely found them tighten, further. "F-fine!" The orc pleaded. After a moment of lingering silence from Inori, the demon finally allowed for his spell to end, chains shifting into crimson sand dancing on a passing breeze. It left the orc out of breath, with beady eyes fixed on his smaller companion. "Das'it! I ain't gonna' deal with this shit no'mo'!" Turning on his heel, the orc began to trod away, heavy steps crushing twigs and leaves in his wake. "Find another slave, Inori!" Korvash called out, before marching off into the darkness. It did not take long before he had been swallowed by the night, and vanished from sight. 

Rolling his eyes, the demon turned back to Ayita, and Cade. The demon's gaze lingered, however, as he met Cade. [color=7e9ebc]"Don't make childish outbursts a habit,"[/color] Inori stated, and then fixed his attention on the human. She was the epicenter of this commotion. The nexus of this chaos. Though, Inori would be lying if he found discomfort in it. It was rather.., entertaining, despite his annoyance towards these mortal reactions. Dancing monkeys, the lot of them. [color=7e9ebc]"Back on track..,"[/color] Inori sighed, answering the woman's question. [color=7e9ebc]"You will find your power, in time. It is not possible for us to deduce what you are able to do, but the stories speak of humans with dominantly elemental abilities."[/color] The demonic boy tapped his chin, analyzing the woman. He appeared vastly unaffected by Korvash's decision to vacate the group, and scarcely even acknowledged the fact that the orc had been among them, a mere few seconds earlier. [color=7e9ebc]"Whether you are able to conjure fire from your palms, move the earth, or will air into a tempest of gales, the answer will come to you."[/color] Crossing his arms, Inori considered the situation for a brief moment, before continuing. [color=7e9ebc]"Most magic manifests itself in reaction to trauma,"[/color] he grinned, that unsettling, mischevious smirk making itself known on his features once more, [color=7e9ebc]"and danger.., will be abundant."[/color]

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