[h1]Reaver[/h1]

The beast that had become roared, upon finding himself blocked by his target's retainers, and stupidly reeled and exchanged blows with the newfound opponents. That roused the thing, and it even managed to activate a reinforcement upon his body and his own Third Eye as a reflex response's to Jenna's, blocking and agressively, but single mindedly trying to futilely drive Jenna out of the way.

Then... the Cardinal was shanked. And a bomb was dropped upon Cindy. It was then when the whirlwind of bloodlust and rage subsummed, as if there was something [i]else[/i] in Reaver's mind. It planted new thoughts, new directives on the moronic beast. [i]Heal. Protect. Cindy.[/i] The thoughts were imposing and crystal clear, so the beast reeled, and relented, instead charging a healing spell, his blade vanishing, and rushing his way past the poisoned people to aid her highness.

"CiNdYyyy" It wailed in a soft whisper, a ghastly voice as he slammed the healing spell both on himself and Cindy, and set up a barrier around the two. The rage kept subsuming, as more coherent thoughts began to arise..."...I'M...sOrRy..." The beast moaned, as he kept  the barrier up, the healing effect beginning to appear. He truly was sorry about this.

And yet...

All rage subsumed, as if the mahout with a steel hand steering the rampaging elephant was revealed, Reaver's mind was whole once again, but the transformation did not fade at all. His barrier shimmered in intensity as it strenghtened. "...nothing personal. Just business." Reaver said in a whisper, as his fist clenched and tightened the barrier around the two...

...to only one person's width, crushing the gaseous form of Cindy with his own body, being the most solid of the two beings. Stabbing would do no great to a gaseous being.

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[@Ariamis] 

"Smoke screen." Umukamui said without batting an eyelid. "In these cases, I normally check on every agent for something out of place. You have eyes in all the city, use them, Inquisitor." Umukamui stated, as he vanished once more, no doubt sated that his charge had been extracted.


[center][h1]Sakura[/h1]
[@Ponn][@Card Captor][@Ariamis][@FamishedPants]
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"I'm n...no toy! Quit it!" Sakura, overtaken by the situation, acted more like an 10 year old that she would herself admit, being manhandled like an overpriced, oversized plush. Still the impromtu rescue team was allowed to flee... and even the pigs who had come to the scene had let them go. That was really, really suspicious. 

Lily was being Lily, Emily still drunk, but Sakura was about to snarl. Pity her body interpreted it as a puffed cheek pout as she tried to flail herself out of Connie's grasp. Not that it was entirely uncomfortable. Connie was the girl who was packing more firepower of all those she had met. In other circumstances she'd be more pliable. But the eyesore materialized in front of them. Umukamui.

Sakura was no genius, but even she could piece stuff like this. "You did something, didn't [i]you[/i]"

"Correct." The tiny creature stated, his tail wagging. "An alliance. They help me... I help them in their endeavour with my agents. I am also responsible for recruiting neutrals to the cause."

"YOU SOLD ME TO THE POPOS?" Sakura yelled, but her otherwise thunderous growl had been reduced to angry loli noises post transformation, and less than intimidating as such. With all of her might, she began to shake the small creature like one shakes an unopened peanut bag. 

"Y---y---yo wewewre-- sa-asaaaaa--ve-ved!" He said. "Bbebebe---Ggragratete-ful!" He said, unable to formulate a coherent sentence being manhandled like this.