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It certainly was an experience being carried around like a 200 pound sack of potatoes at blistering speeds by the local number one Templar. Then again, not the worst way he has ever crossed a distance and would probably still be more comfortable than being fireman carried by Alex. Seeing as how Yue made her way towards the edge of town it seemed she wanted to meet up with the other Templar first, and that meant looking for Zolya. "Flock of ravens on your left, she's over there." He yelled as soon as he spotted those feathered menaces against the blue of the dome... Was it just him or was that dome excessively spiky this time?

After a very rough and jostled ride Raudd was dumped near Zolya to recuperate for a moment while Fang with frustration pouring out of her every move went after the Templar that had decided to once again evade rendezvous. "Don't know what you're gonna do, I'm gonna take a couple of your wolves and find Alex. Something is very wrong with him, and I think he might be actually angry." Raudd said as to his sister the moment his senses properly reset and he got his bearings again. "Alex angry? And how exactly are you gonna find him? I'm coming with you." She replied as Raudd mounted the stag that the second problematic Templar had left behind.

"Follow the trail of destruction I guess, you hear that sound of smashing machinery, that's probably Alex ripping apart the rippers." He retorted as he took off in the direction he had been hearing the wave of destruction move towards with his sister in hot pursuit as she sent out her Ravens to look for the hero in blue... Or red or green, though hopefully blue.

However it did not take long before they crossed paths with some friendly cybernetically enhanced fiends themselves. A rare rush of adrenaline shot through Raudd's head as he watched the ripper raise an intergrated shotgun to the head of a small child in a struggle over some crappy prosthetic leg the kid had. Not thinking he charged the ripper with the stag piercing it's arm and it's torso onto the antlers like a macabre cybernetic ornament as the stag continued it's charge fiend first into a nearby building.

Zolya in the meantime had rushed over to help the kid, and more importantly make sure what Raudd was going to do to the ripper wasn't going to be seared onto the boy's retina's for the rest of his life. She'd seen that spark of fire, and the result wasn't going to be pretty.

As the dust settled from the impact and the cyber fiend got his first look at his assailant he was met with the sight of the viking axe in hand standing next to the stag that was pinning him against a solid steel barrier, axe blade already launched into a vicious attack. If there was any reading the expression on either face even through the cyber addiction fueled psychosis there were clear notes of dread. Raudd's on the other hand would be more befitting on a berzerker, rage, vengeance, and a fire fueled by resentment could be read in his eyes as the axe came down on the ripper's one free arm.

Saying it was a clean cut would be an overstatement the ripper had attempted to protect his arm by shielding it with his hand resulting in it partly slicing partly ripping the fingers in it's path off the hand, and when the axe made contact with the upper arm the flesh rended quickly to energy blade of the axe. However the bone yielded more resistance and felt like trying to hack through a gnarled piece of wood and snapped crudely as the full force of the swing came down on it. The rippers scream and following pleadings that followed the sound of the arm flopping lifelessly onto the ground could probably be heard streets away, luckily Zolya had isolated the kid from the horrible sound of the murder ready ripper finding his equal treatment less than pleasant. "You're never gonna hurt anyone." Raudd snarled at the creature struggling against the stags pin and he wound up another big swing.

This time when the blade made contact it was across the metallic skull enhancements the ripper had. A mixture of wet metallic crunches, cracks and smashing sounds followed as Raudd unobstructed by the ripper re-engineered the cybers skull into a modern art exhibition. The result of which had more in common with the aftermath of falling into a junkyard's metal press than a cybernetic enhancement, and if the ripper wasn't already past tense it would be soon enough given the amount of blood and other mechanical fluids it had lost in the process of it's execution.

After kicking the macabre antler decoration free from the stag head into a secluded trash pile he returned to Zolya and upon seeing that the kid was fine he was finally able to calm himself down somewhat, but it was practically guaranteed that the next ripper they were to come across would share the priors fate for daring to associate with such trash and as a sacrifice to quell Raudd's anger.

Leaving the kid to it's fate with god knows how many rippers still on the loose just didn't sit well with either of them, and they took a little detour to bring him to a shelter of some kind, or rather a little resistance strongpoint where there were at least some people with weapons and armor to protect the civilians. After the detour it didn't take the siblings all that long to get back to tracking their target, especially not given he'd left a trail of broken and trashed bodies in his wake, some still breathing others having been dealt with, but most looked to have some additional trauma that didn't look like Alex's unusual savagery. "Is...Is Alex usually that violent?" "No, he's not. And that's why I'm worried."
"That hood won't hide you from their eyes, it's the Templar iconography upon it that catches those gazes." Zolya said with a light playful tone as she noticed the Templar diving deeper into that cloak of hers. Perhaps the only reason nobody had visibly caused a scene is that the Templar was accompanied by a somewhat trusted figure. Though the woman's reaction to their gazes did probably also disarm her appearance, it's hard to look threatening when you are trying to hide from their eyes like a young child. "Or maybe they are just enchanted by the combined beauty gracing their views." She said with a chuckle while striking a slightly seductive pose on her mount.

Eventually she seemed to manage to wrest her attention from the gazes to the buildings that surrounded them, perhaps recognizing some of them from her prior exploration of the area. There were quite a few recognizable vista's along their path, though Zolya was pretty sure she was looking at other things than the Templar. She seemed quite focused on the architecture of the buildings, seeing the reinforced steel walls, and the arches that held up porch roofs, where Zolya's gaze was more aimed at the stories within seeing the shoemaker, and that quaint glassblowers shop. The Templar then broke the silence between them asking if her friend lived far from the wall, and Zolya stayed silent for a moment genuinely pondering on the answer. "He does live a little further in, but I wouldn't call it far from the wall." She responded after the contemplation.

Her mind had continued to contemplate 'far' as a measure of distance, but not long after her answer was the subject pushed out of her mind as the wave of blue light passed over them and the dome formed over the walled town sealing inside from outside with a blue razor-toothed barrier. Though it was the accompanying message playing over the speaker system that made Zolya audibly sigh. "Good news, bad news. Good news, Silver Fang isn't going to leave Shieldtown for a bit. The bad news is... There's no way she's staying put right now. We'll keep heading in her direction and hopefully we'll cross paths soon."

After those words left her mouth she signaled a few of a ravens to move towards Raudd and try to direct that bolt of chaos to meet up at least. And hopefully along the way there'd be someone to tell them what was going on, staying still and waiting for beefsteak to do whatever he needed wasn't an option... Information was what they needed right now. She looked up at the remaining eyes in the sky and as if on command the flock dispersed looking for the source of the disturbance great enough to cause Alex to react like this.
She was up to something, that much he could tell from the mass suddenly whirling through the spear, what exactly though he couldn't tell... At least until such a point where the full weight of the spear was released to onto his mortal flesh. "Fuck's sake." Raudd grunted under the burden he was suddenly carrying one armed refusing to allow it to gain more momentum from Yue's sudden release.

His other hand managing to catch up with the slow fall of the object and after it had finally impacted and latched on the fall of the spear was successfully arrested though Raudd had heard a pop and the right arm that had taken the brunt did feel a bit funny, but that was a problem for when that spear was back on the table. Walking with the 200 pound bar of brutestick wasn't an easy feat either, straining his muscles and threatening his balance with every measured small step he took to the table it had once been laid upon.

When finally the spear had rolled onto the table Raudd let out a sigh of relief, taking a look at the 'funny' feeling arm to take stock of the damage. "You know if that was anyone other than me or Alex, that probably would have been really bad." He said with a great degree of annoyance noticing that his arm had gained a couple more inches from the shoulder down and a greater degree of flexibility from that primary joint as well. Seemed that little trick had managed to dislocate his shoulder... Still had movement in his upper arm though, so by some miracle the tendons and muscles had held.

He was about to walk out of the building to 'deal with his injuries' when Yue started up again about the 'other colors' and Raudd looked with scrutiny at the [nothing] she had in her hand, he could see three distinct sources of reality rending aura in her hand, four if you counted the one that was surrounding her. The three though distinctly separated also distinctly the same. "Regardless of how bad your [sight] is it's better than mine, all I'm 'sensing' is Alex's signature spread out like light pulled through a prism."

It was then that the bespectacled beanie dropped a bomb on Raudd and he instinctively reacted with a groan turning his focus away from the hand to look directly at Dean. "What do you mean he's been sucking up magical trash and it's turning into more of a headache by the hour? How bad is it and what are you doing to solve it? Fuck, actually give me just a minute before you answer that. I need a moment. Fuck!" He asked with a mixture of distress and anger in his voice before running out of the room and right out the front door, going on a quick run to find a quiet spot to deal with that noodle limb of his.

Luckily Shieldtown while rare secluded spots where Raudd could employ his self-regenerative routine without causing colateral damage were available. and he quickly made his way into one of the spots no more than an alley way from Alex's home, swiftly forming a ball of violently sparking red energy even as he moved there, only to turn it upon himself on arrival allowing the flames of entropy to take him before rising from the sparking red void like a phoenix from it's ashes. After quickly dusting himself off of any imaginary dust he full sprinted back to the house to meet back up with Dean and Yue. His breath ragged from his double sprint, but none of that visibly affecting the stare emanating from his eyes demanding an explanation from Dean.
"Well, unless she needs something really specific I believe we're quite well stocked at the moment. Not to mention she actually found a supplier for some stronger fire essence materials so I bet she'll be tinkering with those instead." Raudd reacted to Dean's not that unusual refusal to deliver rocks... It involved two things he disliked a lot after all.

He had wanted to grab himself a seat, one that would put any wards and jades out of arms reach for him, just in case. However he had had his fingers wrapped around the backrest to turn the chair towards Dean's seating when he felt the hairs on his back raise followed by the sound of a bass behind him and Yue asking what that was... A sigh left his mouth as he turned around to see Yue wield the fucking rocket powered monster spear... Of course it just had to be that thing.

"Yue put th..." Was about as far as he got before Dean's sarcasm laden words filled the air and demanded a response. "Not the time for jokes, she finds how to turn it on and there'll be a hole the size of an apex straight through ShieldTown with the way she's waving that thing around." He said with a hint of worry and a thick layer of annoyance in his voice. Seems Archers opinion of the situation had been entirely correct, dean was a good enough to protect Yue from the Undercity... It seemed his ability to protect the Undercity from Yue however was lacking severely.

The discontent was palpable in every step he took towards Yue reaching for the spear where it had pivoted over Yue's shoulder. He wasn't going to win a contest of strength with this girl, however a test of willpower was skewed heavily in his favor. Then Yue came with one of the seemingly most random ass question. "What do you mean his armor, eyes, the hardlight?" He asked with some confusion as his hand took a firm hold of the spear. "However before we answer that question I'd really like you to gently put this spear down, or I'm going to make it scream. I'm not letting you attempt blowing a hole clean through the arcology."
The Templar scantly had time to finish her sentence before a stag had very casually walked to her side. It passed the Templar a half assed moment of attention before it decided that chewing cud was more important and looked away with it's ears flopping about scanning for threats.

"Well then, shall we?" Zolya asked the templar before giving her a quick demonstration of how to mount these oversized deer. Planting her hands firmly on the back of the one adjacent to her and in one fluid motion jumping up while swinging the far leg over the back of the creature. She then watched to confirm the Templar was following suit, and once she was sufficiently satisfied she had managed to settle onto the back of her respective mount took off with the Templar's mount taking it upon itself to follow.

After riding around the Stoneworks the two stags and their riders had picked up a little entourage, a small group of wolves that formed up an arrowhead formation ahead of Zolya, a couple wolves that had taken it upon themselves to form a sort of rearguard, a flock of ravens scanning from the sky for threats, and a couple much larger packs of wolves that seemed to run off towards whatever direction the ravens told them to to clear the path for the VIP's they were escorting. And threats there still were along the path given the frequency that the wolves had run off into the distance after a load of cawwing from above, and the not so spare amounts of ownerless fresh blood and small chucks of flesh that occasionally came within the outer reaches of their view.

Eventually after a long ride through the agoraphobia inducing empty blackness of the void between where the light of the Stoneworks reached and the light of ShieldTown started that little light on the distant horizon came into being and with it safety and civilization came back into view. Which was also marked by a significant and noticeable dip in the amount of time the extra wolf packs spent away from their protectees. And not long after the light on the horizon had announced itself it had spread to become all that could be seen on the horizon and they found themselves on civilization of the Undercity's doorstep.

"It would seem your colleague is at my friends house, I'm pretty sure they are making sure she stays put there, at least for a while." Zolya said breaking a long bout of silence between the two as they entered the walled city under a city. Although they were now in what one could assume to be a relatively safe area the amount of wolves that were roaming around protecting both Zolya and the Templar hadn't lessened by much. Too great a risk of someone somewhere trying to do something stupid, but with a little show of force they could be deterred from acting against the Templar 'invading' the Undercity.
Raudd could not help but chuckle a little bit after hearing Yue explained why she ran. "Yeah, I know what you mean." He replied with a solemn note hidden among the jovial tone he expressed. "Archer had a bit of a meltdown though, especially after you decided to power walk out of the crater. Considering all that came of it was some bruises, it was quite funny to see." He continued as Dean explained what he had promised to do if someone decided to harass Yue with more advice.

With Yue's musings about needing a strap or chain for the medallion and the following distracted question Raudd couldn't help but answer. "On the right track, but asking the wrong thing, it's why does it do that for you. And I'm gonna leave it at that or I might spend the next few days playing turnip." He said giving a nod to Dean, and the invisible entropic mass that he presumed to be Golem.

Deans mention of the meeting and Halcyon were met with a loud "Ugh" from Raudd, rogue politics and dealing with Halcyon wasn't really something he was all that into on the best of days, but when Halcyon found anything to 'hoard tax' it became soooo much more annoying almost instantly. Big stick diplomacy doesn't really work that well with Halcyon given the problems it'll drag back to the Stoneworks, and any other method or means of placating would be costly. "Don't remind me, it's going to be such a pain in the ass."

It was as they were walking following Dean to Alex's home that Raudd reminded himself of the bundle of fruit he casually had slung across his shoulder... Mostly due to finally understanding why people had been staring at him, honestly it was kind of surprising that neither Dean nor Yue had made mention if it. "Either of you want a hand cherry?" He asked before twisting a couple of the overgrown cherries off it's stalks and handing them out to the others. "Just be careful I'd wager a guess that the pit is supersized as well." He mused before taking a bit bite out of his cherry... A little sweeter than normal, stronger flavor as well.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there to help." Raudd muttered under his breath as the shrine entered his view and Dean's feet got glued to the ground his eyes fixated on it for a few long moments before seeming to be returned to reality by his partner.
The Templar before her remained silent for a long while, staring right through Zolya rather than looking at her. Regardless the Templar seemed to be thinking, probably. Perhaps trying to figure out if she was actually going help her, maybe trying to mull over the happenings of the past day, or trying to figure out something else about her. The only thing that broke the momentary silence was the anxious breathing of Rat coming from behind Zolya's back.

Then finally the swords vanished almost as if the sudden loud exhalation of their master scattered their form alongside the tension. She could see the silver dust returned to the Templar and seemingly melded into her skin... Seemed whatever this power was, it was more than met the eye. And now with the swords gone the wolves in the back as well relaxed more and slowly began wandering their ways back to wherever it was they desired to be.

"I'm pretty sure she'll stay put for a while, and like I said even if she moves I have eyes on her." She said with a smile before turning her attention to Rat. "I can take it from here, you probably have devileries to get back to, don't you?" Honestly she had no idea how fried Rat's brain was at this point, but the fact that he hadn't scurried off yet to get back to his deliveries wasn't exactly a good sign.

"At any rate we'll be going around the outskirts of my little town here, it has become quite hard to traverse due to a little mishap. Oh and, walking the entire stretch to Shieldtown would take far too long for my taste, I can lend you a stag if you'd like, or do you have any other mode of transportation?" She asked the Templar before mounting the stag that had brought her here.
"Cruaidín you say. Pretty sure I've already met her, levitating swords and shit right? Had a little tussle with her yesterday, after she brought Rat, and our eldritch ink monster into our green zone to duke it out with a fire mage. Good to have a name to put to the face though." Raudd replied while clearly being distracted by a some low hanging fruit, a bunch of cherries the size of oranges. He'd been steering his stag slightly off the path to snag them, though picking them actually required a swift application of the old axe to free the bunch from the branch. With no real place to store them he had contemplated hanging them from the antlers of the stag, however realizing that would have likely ended with both the fruits and him on the ground... And a very pissed off stag, he opted to sling the bunch over his shoulder.

"My sense of humor isn't the thing I lost those odd 20 years ago." He muttered to himself with a sigh. "But no, I think the idea of the only time Artemis the goddess of marital purity get's married it's to someone as faithful as Zeus, is quite hilarious." He comes back with a grin plastered on his face.

"Well, let's hope she doesn't have any grievous injuries she is just too numb to notice." Raudd replied to Archers announcement that Yue was still moving and had changed her direction back to Shieldtown, at a slower pace. Archer also seemed to finally stop trying to hurry the stag, he was half expecting to have been treated by the visual of Archer getting thrown off and charged by an angry stag by now. It had behaved itself surprisingly well, perhaps Zolya had whispered some words into it's ear to make it more obedient and more tolerant to Archers abuse.




Although Archer had been changing directions ever so slightly to go around some dangers that were lurking in the depths of the dark around here, it was very obvious to Raudd that the man was thinking hard about something, his normally cheerful and bubbly behavior was gone and the same was true for that smug grin that usually was plastered all across his face. Didn't take a genius to figure out what he was mulling over in his head, seemed like Yue was really giving him a headache there. Then again she's a speedster brute, that doesn't get to ignore physics and has trouble noticing when she hurts herself, that's a worrisome situation without the sudden upheaval of her view of reality to add onto that.

While Archers protection from the flying rock had been nice, it was also not entirely needed. He had noticed the thing, however given the creature they were dealing with avoiding the rock at range was only going to cause it to redirect it's trajectory, only by dodging at the last moment by the smallest amounts could you really avoid those rock boomerangs. "Magic fuckshit." He muttered under his breath as he dismounted near the wall not giving any further affirmation to the existence of the rock that had tried to cave his skull in.

When Archer mentioned Yue being with someone he trusted Raudd almost on instinct reacted with "Dean?" with an incredulous tone. "Actually, yeah that makes sense with his... Yeah. But I'll keep an eye on her and keep her company for a bit, just to make sure she isn't completely drowning in the magical fuckshit from you all... And if she's with Dean, that means she's right where I need to be anyways." He said with a sigh the reality of having to deal with the rogue assembly in the near future setting in.

Now let's see where you're 'hiding'... Oh yeah, big concentration of the laws of physics being bent over backwards and shattered to pieces. That's where they'll be. Between Golem, Dean, and Yue, it really wasn't hard to pick up where the lot of them were, she didn't quite cause as much chaos as just a day prior... Major improvement, but she still stood out to him like a palm tree in a rose garden. With 'sight' on the beacon secured Raudd made his way over to what to him appeared to be some random alleyway in the middle of town.

"Hey Dean, come to pick up Yue?" He casually asked trying to ignore the vague whereabouts he had of Golem, without intruding on the man's space before turning to Yue. "I know this is a stupid thing to ask someone that doesn't feel, but are you hurt from that tumble?" He asked while scanning her for anything more severe than the scrapes that she appeared to have.

"You know if I'd known Zolya's toy worked that well for you, I would've just pointed you to a good spot to run your way back out. That being said, there's a second Templar down here now and it would be best for everyone's nerves down here if you two left together."
Zolya had gotten a slight bit startled by the sudden movement of the swords erecting a barrier between the Templar and herself. Quite a visually striking power, being able to maneuver swords with that much speed and precision... At the same time it didn't quite seem like the power was merely a form of telekinesis, there were other object around that could form a much more reliable barrier, while maintaining the option to keep some swords for offensive purposes. Fortunately she could easily detect that this power wasn't from a magical source, which was probably for the best given her augmentations. "Well let's hope this, 'reunion' doesn't lead to more of my replanting effort scorched to cinder." She requested having to make an effort to not sound curtly.

While she had been contemplating the Templar's power Rat had managed to squirm his way away from the Templar's side to hiding behind Zolya's back, which had caused her escort to let out some displeased growls that were quickly squashed by a hand gesture from Zolya. Seemed that he wasn't quite happy with his arrangement with the Templar, then again pulling Rat off his courier duties was already severely frying it's brains, like a honeybee dragged away from it's hive.

"Well, that's very unlucky I would say. And to answer your question Silver Fang left approximately 10 to 15 minutes ago." Zolya's words carrying a little bit of second hand frustration at the situation. Presumably dragged through whatever inane roundabout route Rat had lead them down, only to find that the target of your search has moved to where you had been in the first place. Why did this feel like a classically speedester related situation? Well regardless feeling annoyed wasn't going to solve the problem.

"I have some business in Shieldtown myself and was planning to head there right before my flock decided to cause a ruckus over here..." She said giving a few of the offending corvids a little bit of side eye as she paused. "I could lead you there without taking any dangerous detours, and I have some strong suspicions where she is or at least I have a few eyes in the sky keeping track of her." She suggested in an attempt to deescalate the situation, and serve an effective solution to the Templar's problem... Not to mention that it would make it faster to solve the whole Templar panic problems the Undercity was facing if both Templars were together and under the care of a reliable rogue rather than both roaming separately and unescorted.
The disturbance hadn't been far from her own home, however traversing to them was an entirely different matter now that most of the area around them had an appearance closer to an overgrown jungle rather than the managed gardens. She had barely turned the corner before coming face to face with the first obstacle a pumpkin plant that had decided the flat ground of the road between a row of houses was the perfect spot to grow a 10 feet tall pumpkin bulging against the masonry on either side. No way through here then.

It was during one of the small detours she had to make that one of her flock came to inform her of the situation... At least to a greater degree than just 'trouble', seemed rat had come back again with one of the companions he'd had the day prior. Fortunately not the monster of ink that had engaged in combat with 'crimson' back then. Raudd had briefly mentioned seeing Templar iconography something Rat seemed to corroborate, and apparently rat mentioned something about her looking for her friend. Perfect, exactly at the moment their 'friend' had decided to have light exercise at mach speed. I doubt she's going to take 'your princess is in another castle' as an answer. Zolya found herself struggling to formulate a way out of this mess, however with how close the sounds of swords cleaving astral birds were she didn't have the time think things through... Let's hope they aren't the righteous butthole type.

"Stand down my flock." She called loud as she could without yelling. Her frame still carried by one of her loyal stags rounding the last corner between them and the sounds of one sided slaughter, mixed with panicked screeching from Rat. With the templar now in full view it was clear why the ravens had been so on edge, part of it was quite easily explainable as being a mild reprisal for bringing that fight to the doorsteps just the day prior, though that'd be in the form of some more normal corvid trickery rather than aggression. However considering they had brought along someone that looked so 'wrong' to the ravens... They don't have problems with Temujin though, so why now? She thought looking at the Templar with a puzzled look.

At least right until the moment Zolya realized she had been staring at the Templar for ten seconds without uttering a single word. "My apologies for the rude behavior of my flock, they've been on edge after the events of the previous day and the other 'friend' that had come along with you yesterday." She began though she couldn't help but feel the message might sound less than genuine considering the circumstances.

The sheer amount of ravens that had turned up to cover the edges of rooftops, clotheslines, tree branches, and any other horizontal spaces more than six feet off the ground in a mass of stars and near invisible stares, was somewhat extraordinary. The wolves skulking from the shadows and alleyways, keeping an eye on the safety of their master was quite normal though, including the pack of four that had decided to flank Zolya on both sides... Luckily they had at least decided to lay down, probably feeling reasonably assured by the distance between them that nothing untowards could happen in the span it would take them to react.

"I presume you came here to look for Silver Fang. However I'm afraid I'll have to inform you that she is no longer within this settlement, having decided to head east towards an area called Shieldtown just this morning." Regardless of what difficulties were to come from having a second templar show their face within the Undercity rather than on this little frontier where the spread of rumors could be limited, she doubted this one would leave without Yue and both of them needed to get out anyways.




Raudd looked at the grin that had stayed plastered on the face of Archer from the moment that Zolya had shown him that hint of... Well he'd hate to call it flirting, but what else was it really. It was a little bit difficult to believe the person in front of his carried the blood of the original frat boy, seemed more like a virgin that had just had the attention of a female for the first time in their life. "Look if you want to experience a relationship from Hera's position I'm not gonna stop you, but that's fucked up. You do know who her patron is right?" He asked with a somewhat annoyed tone of voice. He really had no clue why she kept doing that kind of crap right in front of his eyes, especially since she really never seemed to give weight to any of it... Maybe it really was just another way of annoying the snot out of him.

His thoughts however were cut off when Archer called out the direction and within the same breath decided to annoy lady Fate, though she didn't even allow him to finish that sentence. "I mean we both knew what was gonna happen when you put that into your mouth."

"And no, Aegis is somewhere over there, probably having breakfast... We call him Alex." He said proudly with some glee before quickly adding onto that with a more serious tone. "Yeah, we know." It was then that Archer informed Raudd that Yue was heading north and with the massive disturbances she left behind Raudd could easily confirm it as well.

"She's trying to climb the crater wall. We'd better hurry up, as... Fuck, I think she just tripped." He Informed Archer as he noticed the movement of the disturbance slow down considerably. After which he instinctively tried to spur the stag on to go a little bit faster, knowing damn well it was already running as fast as it could/wanted to go.
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