[hr][hr][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/ydPQN0Lh/1838d2018132c903189151c4257fb318.png[/img][hr][img]https://i.postimg.cc/85zs47xj/source.gif[/img][hr][@Nallore][@BlueSky44][@FantasyChic][@KazAlkemi][@eclecticwitch][/center][hr][center][h3][color=ff0000][b]The Small Wet Country Across the Sea: November 6th, 12,508 - 12:00 AM [/b][/color][/h3][/center][hr][color=ff0000][i][b]Wizard Way, the Castle...[/b][/i][/color]

	The thief stared at Cuyler for a moment, clearly never having had someone respond to threats like that before. Her hair was long and wild, the sort that probably broke any brush someone attempted to use on it. "Yer axe, I'll take that then," the thief decided, holding the bow and arrow steady. She wasn't about to discuss with Cuyler where she had gotten these items from, but it would only take a split second for her to let the arrow fly - longer than it would take for Cuyler to swing his blade at her and meet his mark. 

	Arnora would be able to find Cuyler in the middle of the street rather quickly. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ff0000]Myrus Silvers[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/bvxVPzjD/tumblr-mf4te5lnc-K1qfofhwo1-r1-500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=ff0000]Location:[/color][/b] the Vault - the Palace 
[b][color=ff0000]Skills:[/color][/b] Kinetic Energy Charging  [hr][/center]	[color=ff0000]"Luna, get out of the way, she could hurt you!"[/color] Myrus insisted. Amarantha had already barred her fangs and he knew that she had been close with Luna once, but he didn't really think Amarantha was herself anymore. It was like something demonic had taken over her body. [color=ff0000]"You're not a threat - you're not a monster, Luna."[/color] Amarantha hardly seemed to be phased from the explosion, even as some of her bone became visible. And to make matters worse, Amarantha was now threatening Luna as well! He didn't understand why Ahote wanted to leave and let Amarantha be here. There were so many innocent people in the Palace, servants who had families and children and loved ones... Were they going to leave them at the mercy of Amarantha to save their own lives?

	[color=ff0000]"No, it's wrong,"[/color] he told Ahote. [color=ff0000]"Just because we'd be safe doesn't mean everyone else would be... I refuse to let her hurt innocents."[/color] His eyes darted around again and he spotted a jewelry box. Snatching it up, he sidestepped around his sister and Ahote, locking eyes with Amarantha as he started to charge the box. His hands were shaking slightly but he was certain in his soul that he was doing the right thing. It was the duty of the Royal Family to protect the Castle - so it was their duty to make sure that Amarantha couldn't hurt anyone again. Valda had already left the vaults, so she was safe at the very least, but Myrus just couldn't do it. He didn't care if Amarantha hurt him, as long as everyone else would be safe. 

	He then chucked the explosive box at Amarantha, only it detonated too soon, exploding right in front of her rather than making contact. Apollodora had a blade in her hand, ready to intervene but then she shook her head slightly and left the vault as well, running a little bit to catch up with the Queen. "So... Who just are ya going to use those chains on, hmm?" she asked. 	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Antonije Magnisky[/color] & [color=ed145b]Halley Banner[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/ZYPPzLXy/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b]Location:[/b] Room 847 - the Ramblings
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [hr][/center]	Antonije didn't really understand what Mona meant by wooshing, having never really thought of a [b]Transport[/b] spell in that manner and he never really used [b]Magyk[/b] to begin with - he didn't have that gift. He knew what she meant by walking though and he nodded. [color=cc33ff]"We can walk actually, there's tons of taverns in the Ramblings,"[/color] he explained. A new one seemed to open its doors every week. However, as Myth said that he couldn't have alcohol, Antonije frowned slightly. [color=cc33ff]"I'm an adult. I can have liquor if I want."[/color] Her words then clarified for him what Mona had meant by wooshing - she just meant using [b]Magyk[/b] to transport. [color=cc33ff]"Oh look, your husband has decided to pretend to care,"[/color] he pointed out to Myth, before walking over to the door and opening it. 

	Bruce and Halley were standing on the other side and they would see the charming scene of Antonije and Sylvi's room - covered in blood with a corpse in the middle of the room. They fortunately could not see the screaming ghost. Halley raised an eyebrow. [color=ed145b]"Seems the mental illness in that lineage has resurfaced,"[/color] she muttered to herself, figuring that Antonije had been the one to murder the man. She never quite understood her father's insistence on watching the familial lines of those he had known growing up - some of them had so many descendants that it was difficult to keep track of, others had very few. Of course, she knew the stories of his friends - people named Allison, Carolina, Bethany, Annie, Guin, Pietro, Neil, Mary, Mira, Sara, and so many more... 

	[color=cc33ff]"You know what, [i]wooshing[/i] sounds pretty good about now,"[/color] Antonije muttered bitterly. He didn't really like Bruce all that much and he shared about the same opinion of Bruce's sister. He wouldn't have been surprised if Bruce had no idea where his siblings were at the moment. [color=cc33ff]"What do you two want?"[/color] he then asked bluntly. [color=cc33ff]"Well whatever it is, it'll have to wait since we're leaving."[/color]

	[color=ed145b]"Stop throwing a fit, boy,"[/color] Halley scolded, rolling her eyes slightly. [color=ed145b]"Myth, we found Loki,"[/color] she then added, motioning to the young girl splayed over her shoulder. [color=ed145b]"If you're ready, we can return to Asgard soon - Arnora went after Cuyler, seems he was upset at revisiting Wizard Tower."[/color]

	Antonije shook his head slightly. [color=cc33ff]"Of course they kidnapped a girl..."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#9B30FF]Violet[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SKZ4DwBf/tenor.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=#9B30FF]Location:[/color][/b] ???
[b][color=#9B30FF]Skills:[/color][/b] [b]ExtraOrdinary Magyk[/b][hr][/center]	Something about what Fleur said gave Violet an idea - there were only two of them there, but whoever these people in the Hellfire Circle were, they didn't need to know that. They had no knowledge of how many had traveled there with Fleur and Violet. Holding out her hand to Fleur, Violet waited for her to take it. [color=#9B30FF]"If we combine our [b]Magyk[/b], we can cast a strong enough illusion to fool them - to convince them that we have a small army here with us,"[/color] Violet whispered, careful that the wind would not carry her voice. 

	Her bones then began to tingle and Violet gazed upwards. Those who studied [b]Magyk[/b] knew that it was heightened at precisely 3:00 AM - the Witching Hour. Fleur would feel the similar vibration in her body as her powers achieved their daily peak. Of course, [b]Darke Magyk[/b] was stronger than [b]Lyte Magyk[/b] at this hour as well - it was an important ceremonial time for the Port Witch Coven of old. And while Violet could not remember it, Rowland used to wake her at the Witching Hour in order to study the most powerful and dangerous [b]Magykal spells[/b]. [color=#9B30FF]"It's the Witching Hour... We must have traveled an eighth of the way around the globe,"[/color] she whispered, using her knowledge of rough timezones for the approximation. Divide the world into twenty four sections, each corresponding to a time zone, and thus a three hour distance would be an eighth of the world. 

	[i]"Of course, my Lord... I will [b]whisper[/b] in his ear until he agrees to our schemes."

	"Good... And now, our visitors from another world - did you retrieve the prophecy?"

	"Yes, yes... The King swore to me on his daughter's grave its translation - that to kill the Asgardians, we need to unleash the beast Fenrir..."

	"No, there's more to it than that. What else did the prophecy say?"

	"The beast can only be unleashed once Beauty is slain..."

	"... So it is Baldur then that we must kill. A pity. Is the Avenger in place?"

	"She is, but she knows not of our designs."

	"Good. Her memories could prove fickle."[/i]