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[color=ff0d0a][h2]Earlier in the Week...[/h2][/color]
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"We've been contacted by a Lord Morski looking for Dreamers to fight in an arena for spectators. He's offering a shard as the prize. We want you to participate in the fight and win us that shard. We will take it off your payment to us for the month, the amount depending on what the shard is. Do we have a deal Syn?" A man dressed in robes asked. 

Syn didn't even have to consider the offer. The man's question just for show as they both knew her answer. This was her role. She was given jobs and she fulfilled them, no matter what it may be. Giving the man a look, she conveyed her answer to him. He simply nodded, "in a few days time his men will be here to take you to the arena.



[center][color=ff0d0a][h2]Earlier in the Day…[/h2][/color][/center]
"This one is coming willingly? How'd Lord Moroski manage that one?" One of the lord's workers asked the other who had come with to retrieve who may be the only willing participant of the event. 

"I doubt she's anything special. I heard she'll do just about anything for money. Probably a weakling trying to prove themselves." The other responded. He kept walking towards where they were to pick up the dreamer but stopped short when he realized his companion had stopped. Peering back at his companion, he saw him frozen in fear and looking at the roof of the building they were approaching. Slowly turning, the man too froze seeing a monstrous being staring back down at them.

“I thought we were picking up a dreamer not a nightmare!” The first man exclaimed, fear evident in his voice.
 
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[color=ff0d0a]“Oh you are, it’s just rude to assume things about others is it not?”[/color] A voice came from behind the two, causing the two men to snap their attention behind them to a woman with purple hair. The woman’s hair was up in a ponytail, long curly demon horns protruding from her head as her eyes glowed a purple not too different from her hair. A thud was heard behind them, from the direction of the roof, once more causing them to turn and look back towards the creature who was now approaching them. The two men could do nothing as they were frozen in fear as the creature got closer and closer. But then it passed through them and dissipated into smoke as the woman’s appearance shifted to that of a woman with white hair, shorter horns, and piercing red eyes.

[color=ff0d0a]“We should get going so we aren’t late for the event.”[/color] The woman, Syn, told the men. Turning on her heel and facing the direction they came from, pausing to turn her head over her shoulder. [color=ff0d0a]“Are you two gonna lead the way or not?”[/color] 

The two men looked at each other then scrambled forwards, leading the way back to the arena for the day’s event.



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Syn stood, leaning against the cage and tapping her fingers on her arm, a hooded cloak on her body to hide herself and allow her to observe while not being observed. The dull headache from the crystal was an ever present annoyance as she waited for the event to begin. There had been another who was awake the whole time that she watched for a bit but had gotten disinterested after a while of watching her just cower in a corner. It wasn’t until the others finally began to stir and that Lord Moroski began to talk that she let herself become more alert. 

As others took to action, Syn simply observed.

The blonde kicked his door off and then the cowering one began to shake her door only for all the doors to open. The cowering one ran out like the cage was on fire, a look of relief on her face. Then there was a boy staying in his cage, brandishing a metal rod from the cage like a staff. He could be dealt with last. The other two, she’d deal with them when the time came. But seeing as the sky had just cracked open and a large eye was shining a red ray onto a girl and a demon with lots of eyes. That seemed to be the biggest target, the blonde boy moving up in priority now that he was declared the demon’s ally. Especially as it seemed the demon wanted to put an end to the fight before it even began. If that happened, Syn would receive no payment if she didn’t win and bring the shard back. 

Syn could not allow the chance to pay for her mother’s treatment this month to slip away. She needed to get that shard and if that meant taking out more dreamers, then so be it. Finally pushing herself off the wall of the cage, Syn walked out of the cage casually moving into the open. She paused when she was closer, the wind blowing the hood of the cloak off her head and revealing her head. Her piercing red eyes mainly focused on the demon but they’d occasionally roam to look at the others awaiting movement or the opportunity to strike. Underneath her cloak, her hand wrapped around the hilt of one of her throwing knives holstered on her thigh, preparing for the inevitable.