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[b][u]Thaum: Coliseum[/b][/u]

The bars everywhere retracted and the teams looked at each other in panic, and the Blobfish Avengers were treated to more than a few accusing glares before the other warriors tried to rush out of the arena. Unfortunately, the exit was blocked by the angry mob, so going that way was obviously not an option for Lute and Co.

[i]“Welp, looks like you guys got a standing ovation,”[/i] Delilah muttered wryly as she scanned the coliseum for other points of entry. Lute clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before eyeing the wolves, both of whom seemed confused rather than bloodthirsty now. “Hey Dellie, can you imitate a wolf?” He asked; the familiar stirred at the oddity of his question but nodded nonetheless. [i]“Just to warn you, I sound wolf, but I don’t speak wolf. Got it?”[/i]

“Wasn’t asking if you took canine language classes,” Lute murmured to himself before stalking towards the two animals, his sword now tucked away so that he would seem more friendly than menacing. As expected, the creatures bristled at his approach; the alpha even stood up and snarled at him. [i]"Calm and gentle won’t do it with that pal,”[/i] Delilah sighed.

Before he had even opened his mouth, a loud threatening snarl burst from out of nowhere, the sound directed at the two wolves. Their ears flattened against their skull and their tails swished in the middle of their legs at the double timber. “Would it kill you to cooperate sometimes?” Lute snapped, crossing his arms over his chest as the creatures now folded themselves down on the floor in an act of obedience. “I wasn’t aiming to dominate them; I was pretty much trying to herd them back to the cage!” He wrung his hands in frustration. Delilah waved her hand and remained silent now, of all times.

Lute could feel his face turning red, this time in frustration. 

Having lost his first option, he decided to walk backwards to the nearest corral, snapping his fingers and calling out to the wolves as if they were common household pets. After a few minutes (which felt like eternity), Lute had made two decisions to last for a lifetime; one, he was never going to the Coliseum again, and two, he was going to pay beast masters even greater respect from this day onwards. When the animals were inside he hacked at the gears, and the door swung down and trapped the wolves. A pair of beasties down.

A quick glance at the source of the uproar in the audience told him that yep, [i]a pair of beasties down[/i], a giant scorpion and company left.

“Okay. Okay, okay, okay. Hey guys!” Lute’s eyes were oh-so-wide when he returned to the group, his gaze running from Aria to the outraged Moira, before gesturing at the beasts running amok. “Let’s go put that thing down? Before it stings anyone to death? Miss Moira, are you alright? Aria? Blobfish dude? Syed?” After finishing his haphazard scan of his teammates, the virtuoso turned towards the wide walls covering the arena. “How do we get out of the stage, though?”

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Robin was herding some of the audience out of the Coliseum, although she couldn’t manage the bigger warriors who insisted on fighting some of the creatures. “Oh well, fine! Your funeral!” She exclaimed, exasperated, before heading back to the central line of the stone seats, pushing her way through the throng of panicked spectators. What a great way to end a disqualification, yeah? 

She reached Selan and Amy. “Jeff, you can’t take that thing down by yourself! I had Lil call Ruana. Don’t try anything drastic, hey? I am [i]not[/i] stitching up your mangled hand again, you hear me, big boy?” After that particular bit of chastisement, she turned towards the cleric and the songstress. “Maybe we should get you two out? Do any of you know the healing arts because we’ve got a room full of wounded back there,” She jerked her thumb towards the back of the Coliseum where people were being wheeled in left and right.

The scorpion ambled over the seats, inching closer to the four of them.

“Or you could fight this thing with that fool Jeff. Just make a decision, please?” Robin turned away as another group of thugs rallied against/with (seriously, in this fray, she wasn’t sure which) Jeff and headed towards the temporary medic camp.