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Donovan grit his teeth as what was potentially a worst-case scenario. He and Akando had failed to stop the slaughter, the Kyrnith was likely on the verge of rampage, and based on the corpse to hunter ratio-- there were likely many more hunters here... And more deer dying by the moment.

If Don wanted any hope of salvaging the situation he'd need to act fast, and talk faster.

Of the five hunters he could see, the one closest to Akando; the woman, was the most dangerous. Unlike the others, Don could sense she had some kind of blessing, she was the only hunter with such he'd seen thus far at all. If this was the "Soyala" he'd heard about, this was the leader of the Illuminator's cultists; and likely [i]very[/i] capable. Fortunately, neither Kyrnith nor the hunters had seemed to notice the man yet. 

An advantage he had every intention of using. 

Raising he shield Donovan charged with all his might as he gathered power in his legs, intent on barreling through the first few hunters, and launching himself at Soyala before she could make her next move.

The only warning they'd get would be Don's last-ditch effort to keep the elder beast from going on a warpath of indescriminate and vengeful slaughter. [b][color=lightgreen]"Kynrith! Don't waste yer time on the un's, Akando n' aye can deal with em-- protect tha deer they ain't gotten to yet!"[/color][/b]

It was a fucking long shot. But maybe, just [i]maybe[/i] nobody else needed to die here... And justice could be served proper.