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[color=9e0b0f][b]Location: [/b][/color] Roshmi Grand Hall
[color=9e0b0f][b]Time: [/b][/color] Evening
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Cade [@Helo], Torvi and Elsea [@Tae], Kuroi [@hide on mana], Malachi [@princess]
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As Ayita's eyes swept the now ruined ballroom, looking for anyone whom she could help, the beastkin that had called out for her began speaking, barking about her ego, about fighting and there being no one else to save. Not only him but the other warrior woman too seemed awfully eager to leave. Even though Ayita ignored them, she couldn't feel anything but disappointment. So eager to leave, flee with their tails between their legs, caring about nothing but their own survival. Their only reaction upon facing an enemy that they knew they couldn't win was to flee, all of them, they had no honor. How could they call themselves warriors if they were so easily able to ignore the frightened cries and pleas for help from innocent people, victims of Aklenroth's cruelty. Looking to them, Ayita gave nothing but a single piercing stare. They talk about fighting together but how could she trust that they wouldn't leave her behind just like they were doing to the rest of the people that needed help? She could trust only on herself. Unfortunately, even though that was a completely different world, nothing change. Just like back home, she and her people were again... [i]alone[/i].

Ayita knew she had to leave, she always knew that she couldn't do anything about the demon but when the huge demon began sucking everything into it's chest, it became even clearer that her time was running thin. One had only to give a single glance to see that many wouldn't be able to leave. Some were paralyzed by fear and couldn't move, while others were mercilessly trampled by the huge wave of desperate people trying to flee from the ballroom. Among those who stood behind, one in particular drew her attention. Laying on the ground, wounded with bite marks after being thrown by the black wolf-like creature, a noble, middle aged dark elf male stood there, looking at the demon. Unlike the others who cried desperately, he seemed to already know his fate. Despite that though, the look in his eyes as he stared towards the demon was one of pure hatred and anger. Ignoring the warnings of those around her, Ayita rushed towards him and without saying a single word, grabbed his arms and then his legs, lifting him on her shoulders. Despite being a dark elf, the noble's frame was pretty sturdy and rather heavy. Thankfully, Ayita was able to use her wind magic to make it easier for her to carry the man and thus, easier for her to run away with him outside of the ball. Surprisingly enough, the dark elf didn't resist to her, simply accepting her help, albeit with a reluctant expression on his face when he saw that Ayita was a human.

Finally outside of the ballroom, Ayita put the dark elf on the ground. Outside of immediate danger, he would be able to get away to a safer place. Before doing so though, she looked at the dark elf noble with a serious expression.

[color=9e0b0f]"Don't forget that the one who stood behind to help you was a human and remember the one who was responsible for all this."[/color] Ayita said, looking straight towards the man's eyes.

[color=9e0b0f]"I saw the look you had on your eyes back there. Remember that feeling. Tend to your wounds and rise again to fight for another day."[/color] Ayita said to the dark elf before she gave a few steps back, looking at the crowd outside, who were still confused, not knowing what to do.

[color=9e0b0f]"Those among you who still believe in Aklenroth..."[/color] Ayita said, pointing towards the ballroom in the distance where the demon was still rampaging.

[color=9e0b0f]"You can go back inside the ballroom."[/color] She said with a dark tone.

[color=9e0b0f]"For the rest of you, I want you all to remember how you are feeling right now. I want you to remember the lives that were lost inside that ballroom. Do not forget your anger and hatred for being betrayed, for losing your loved ones..."[/color] she continued. Ayita's own voice was filled with hate and anger. Her blood was boiling, for having to flee from a fight, for not being able to stop that slaughter and for realizing that even in Avalia, there were still those who would rather flee and care only about themselves than to do what was right and fight.

[color=9e0b0f]"Those who are wounded or who seek refuge, flee from this city and seek the resistance. They will help you."[/color] she said, looking to the crowd and the ones that were willing to hear her words.

[color=9e0b0f]"Those among you who can and are willing to fight... You saw what Aklenroth is capable of, he can and he will turn this entire town in a pile of rubble to kill every single one of you. Follow me to the port. We shall retreat and regroup with the resistance... The war against Aklenroth is inevitable."[/color] Ayita said, finishing her speech as she began making her way towards the port. Whether anyone chose to follow her or not, it didn't matter for her. Even if she was completely alone, she still had to fight. Not to protect herself, but to give her people who were still suffering back on earth a safe place they can call home. She was fighting for something bigger than just herself.