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[color=gray][color=7809A4]Time:[/color] Morning
[color=7809A4]Location:[/color] Forest near Guarav Village
[color=7809A4]Interactions:[/color] Cyrus [@Helo], Ophelia [@princess], Dante [@FunnyGuy] Darius [@Samreaper] Menzai
[color=7809A4]Equipment:[/color] [hider=Steel Dagger of Unbreaking]
Cannot break or become dull.
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[/hider]243 Amas[/color] [/center]

[color=gray]While the wolf warrior and his subordinates continued showing quite a bit of hostility towards Viola and Cyrus, his other companions, particularly one of the two 'elves' that held strange earth magic was the first one to speak up. Surprisingly enough, not only he tried to deescalate the situation, but he also interceded for them, confirming to the wolf warrior that they were in fact, allies and had helped them against the roc.

Despite being somewhat surprised by how quickly he decided to speak in their defense. Viola maintained her cold expression towards the wolf warrior, who was called Ulysses, according to the elf. After one of the two strange elves decided to speak up, Ophelia also expressed her dissatisfaction with Ulysses' actions. Despite the situation, Viola couldn't help but notice that Phia there was a noticeable authority in her voice... An authority that was more suitable to a princess than to a random fairy.

[color=7809A4]"I did, brother Cypress."[/color] Viola said as Cyrus pointed the way Viola spoke.

[color=7809A4]"I hope but... It's still too early to tell, brother..."[/color] Viola replied with a sad, distant tone as Cyrus mentioned that her tone of voice was a signal that deep down inside, Ophelia still remembered who she was.

There was a part of Viola that hoped Ophelia remembered her past and who they were but the other part... The part that always inflamed the doubts and negative thoughts in her mind found it hard to believe... Hard to trust that her sister was still there and even if it was, it refused to believe she still cared.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be little time for inner reflections, as despite the elf and Ophelia's words, Ulysses and his subordinates continued advancing towards Viola and Cyrus. The moment Ulysses gave a step forward, the blood rose's thorns, which were already shifting uncomfortably, started moving much more rapidly and violently, shooting into the ground around Viola and Cyrus, breaking the ground with an audible noise as they quickly spread outwards. Moving under the ground like serpents, they stopped just in front of Ulysses and his warriors, the cracks and the vines that rose up from ground every now and then clearly indicating that if either Ulysses or his warrior crossed that border, Viola would attack.

At first, this area was quite large, but when Cyrus got in front of Viola, she quickly understood that his words were also a subtle way for him to tell her to stand down and so, the thorns retreated to half of the previous size, visibly more relaxed than they were a moment ago.

[color=7809A4]"I will [i]not[/i] be made prisoner again, brother."[/color] Viola said, looking to Cyrus with a cold, menacing tone. Cyrus would know well how she felt regarding the very idea or possibility of being a prisoner and being thrown in a cell. If any one of the villagers insisted to do so with her, Cyrus knew Viola would rather kill every single one of them before she even thought about the idea of spending a single night on a cell.[/color]