[Right][H2][color=#9cb6c3]Solomon Sparrow[/color] & [color=#B5BDA5]Athena Voltspear[/color][/H2][/right]
[right][b][color=#9cb6c3]Location: [/color][/b] Kindeance [/right]
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 	Athena looked at the scene in front of her with some confusion. She was not expecting all of Evan’s wargs to intercept these, whatever these things were called. Still, she appreciated the help. Given their resilience, she might not have been able to hold them long if at all. While the wargs were occupying the abominations, Athena took a look behind her. Jazdia had repositioned, and had plenty of room to maneuver or flee depending on how the rest of the fight went. There was some distance between her and those who were originally charging at least. With how persistent the wargs were, it didn’t seem likely they would go down quite so easily.

	Athena took the next opportunity to see how everyone else was faring. Delving had entered the battle, and was working down Yvonne. The two were locked in a sort of dance, Yvonne working well to keep the nobleman’s weapon’s lethal end away. As for the other abominable brutes, Evan seemed to be taking care of them, too. Between his wargs and his ice blocks, he was working hard to keep the battlefield on lock.

	Athena jumped forward almost looking as though she would have fell on her face. Instead her form rapidly changed and just before she landed, Athena was gone and replaced with a cat. Quickly dashing through the grass across the dirt path, Athena circled Delving. Yvonne and Jonas were engaged in a battle, yet at the speed they were going, Athena would end up too slow, awaiting for the outcome of the bout before she could make a move.


	Near the manor, Solomon watched as Veronica managed to charm the two guards by merely existing. Her attempt to intimidate them didn’t catch them in fear but infatuation. Veronica played them up quite well. Solomon watched in amusement. There was stark contrast between the noise the battle indicated and the demeanor of these watchmen. Solomon turned back to the others to see what they were going to do. The twins were just as baffled. At least he assumed they were given their stunned silence. Varya was gone. When that happened, Solomon couldn't say.

	“Alright, I think this has gone on long enough.” said Solomon in a soft whisper. He reached into his cloak and removed a small pouch. He opened it and jumbled around some of the items inside. From within, Solomon retrieved a small bottle of clear liquid and a couple bits of cloth. He finagled a bit with the items before tucking the materials back under his cloak. Suddenly, his form became undefined, darkening to that of shadows. Almost like a snake his form flew into the wall, trailing into the shadows cast by torches.

	The two guards were finishing there conversation as a black shadowy entity rose from the ground behind them. Perfectly silent, Solomon’s figure came to be once more. From under his cloak, two gloved hands reached forward gently holding a slightly damp cloth each. The harsh smell they emitted was masked by the chemicals already permeating the area. Solomon covered each of the two guard’s mouths and noses with the cloth. With their surprise by Solomon’s sudden appearance, he was able to hold them just long enough for the two men to fall unconscious and collapse. Solomon stashed the wads of cloth away below his cloak.

	“They should be out for a couple hours.” said Solomon, “I fear what they might have said should the conversation be allowed to continue.”