[b][i][u]Little Feather[/b][/i][/u]

Little Feather jumped sideways as a demon practically ran into her, Lion dived the opposite way releasing a growling roar of anger as he was separated from Little Feather. He scrabbled to his feet trying to skirt around the fiery chains, as Little Feather got up quickly [i]So much negative energy...[/i] She pulled her flute out of thin air, getting up and skirting around the side of the room as the students seemed to scatter to the side except for the ones assisting the purple haired student, she was stood near someone with an angelic presence. Lion was on the opposite side of the room, he raced towards the stairwell skidding past the horned beast as it charged the other angry student, he ran over to Little Feather his teeth visible as he came to stand next to her snarling at the commotion. Little Feather was distracted when she heard a small frail voice beside her, she blinked down at the girl curled on the floor. “...hello?” She asked, unsure what to make of what she saw...was this the same angelic presence she had felt a moment ago? “...It’s a party...who are you?” Little Feather asked.

[b][i][u]Crash[/b][/i][/u]

Crash looked up at the horned beast charging at the white haired man, he heard Dani shout for them to stop, the hand on his chest clutched his shirt tighter. [i]Got to stop this...[/i] He lurched backwards, hearing Kathy’s voice above the noise he swung round his face dropping when he realized she wasn’t behind him any longer. He looked up trying to pin point where she’d gone, trying to keep his cool as the horned demon got closer to his target. “Damnit...move back!” He hissed at the blue haired girl, spinning on the spot he tried to grab a handful of the dark haired students shirt, the one who had squared up to the white haired man to begin with. 

If he successfully got a hold of him, he hauled him back before releasing him and moving out of the way, fear wound its way through his mind, inciting a dark response as he was forced to retreat further from the fight, he merged with the crowd for a moment sweat beaded his forehead and he dropped to one knee clutching his chest. [i]Shit...hold it together...hold it together...[/i] He got up trying to locate Kathy in the sea of faces, the situation was calling for him to retreat. He signalled for Zivon to move, before he melded into the crowd. Sweat had begun to trickle down the side of his face
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