Before her eyes closed, she would hear her brother yelling out her name, his voiced filled with something she had never heard from him. Pure, burning, anger.

Steel and fang soon met rotting flesh, Ateznus' hope being that it would end within moments. When it became obvious there were far more than thought, the tiniest hints of despair filled his eyes, knowing how diffifcult it would be to protect Catiel and the snakes at the same time.

His movements become sluggish, his blows softening as time went on, arrows piercing him, claws swiping at him, his blood and the sand mixing. It was a few minutes, but it felt like an eternity. 

He then stopped, a pained hiss filling his ears. [i]"No. No. No."[/i] Disapproval filled his thoughts, as he turned to face his snake, seeing it fall to the Lost, the little life showing in it's glassy, black eyes fading away.

Ateznus felt his hands burn, as his grip around his sword tightened, wetness falling down his cheeks. "No...No...NO NO NO NO NO!" He roared, rushing to his fallen mount, showing the Lost no mercy as Finder tore through them, pride filling the raginf Elf as he saw the slain Lost around his snake, filled with giant holes, the size of the Hognose's fangs.

After the Lost who had fell his companion had fallen themselves, Ateznus hurried over to Catiel's body, cutting any near her down. He fell to his knees, grasping for breath, the Lost surrounding the siblings. He looked around, seeing Seth, fighting to protect them. He was wounded, and Ateznus knew soon to fall. "...Forgive me." He muttered, ripping an arrow out of his arm, forcing some blood into his hand.

He reached over, drawing a intricate circle on Seth's side with his blood. "H-here." He grasped, forcing magic into the circle. There was a flash of light, and Seth was gone, replaced with a small, spherical gem, cut in a way that gave it the appearance of being scaled. He grabbed Catiel's unconscious body, slipping the gem into one of her pockets. He forced his legs to stand him up, trying to walk forward. He fell.

"...Catiel." He muttered, about to blank out himself. It was then...he felt a great heat on his back. And turning around...he saw the Lost washed in a wave of flames. And then he saw only the blackness of unconsciousness.