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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] O'ner (Mathis)[@Eviledd1984], Malachi [@princess], Belladonna [@Potter]
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After the blow Myra took, she wasn't able to feel, hear nor see much in her barely conscious state before going unconscious. The only thing she remembers seeing was the black wolf creature being struck by multiple spells before turning into a small boy and going unconscious before she felt something grab her. Without strength to resist or protest, after that it was all just darkness. Myra wondered if she would ever put herself into such situation if she didn't meet all the people she had met so far. Running away from that creature would be much easier and safer than trying to lure it away from her friends. Was she going to die? Even if the creature was down, there was still the huge demon sucking everything into his chest and a lot of other stuff happening at the ballroom. 

While Myra was still drifting in and out of consciousness, she noticed a few scarce things. The ground moving below her, the way her body and the place she was in moved up and down, scarce pieces of information that weren't able to tell Myra much other than that she was being carried away by someone or something. She was still dizzy and couldn't feel or think very well to ascertain the state her body was at the moment. Even opening her eyes was still hard for her and despite her efforts, she fell unconscious again and once more, darkness fell over her eyes and mind.

Some time after, Myra finally opened her eyes again. Alarmed, Myra struggled and trashed a bit before she regained her balance as she jumped down from whatever it was that she was on. Assuming a low posture, still incredibly alarmed, afraid and feeling cornered, she looked around, baring her teeth and claws as she growled and hissed as she looked towards the people who were near her. It did take a while until she situated herself enough to realize she wasn't inside the ballroom anymore, nor she seemed to be in immediate danger. Only then Myra stopped hissing and growling, realizing that one of the people that were near her was Mathis. Even though seeing a familiar face was a bit relieving for Myra, she didn't know the others, which made her maintain an alarmed posture, ready to bolt away. Even though she did remember barely seeing them back in the ballroom, Myra didn't know if they were allies or not and judging by how Mathis had a stick in his hand, it seemed that he was still a bit uncertain about that as well.