How could he react to that..?
Cyril simply stared at Hajime, pretty sure that his heart had skipped a beat or two. There... was someone that was after them? Why? What had they done? Was someone trying to get revenge on his father just by killing them off? Even when the Mafioso left, Cyril remained eerily silent. His hunger vanished and he was suddenly feeling very weak. Who is after me? he questioned. If he had given me a picture... I would have known who to look out for. But of course, the man was a dirty Mafioso. He probably wanted him dead, too.
"Cyril, are you going to have dinner?" His aunt asked.
Cyril shook his head. "No. I'll... I need some fresh air." he told her, feeling sick. Yet, he left the house with a steely expression, making sure not to look like he had just taken a bite of something sour. I should take a closer look around. he told himself, rubbing his stomach as he strolled near the water. Some people were laughing as a couple of boys shoved each other around. They weren't fighting, but... the boys thought they were. They were only five or six years old, anyway. Aunt is in trouble, too. I have to start telling her to make sure the doors are properly locked before we go to bed.
A sigh escaped him as he shoved his hands into his pockets. I wonder who's out. There should be some schoolmates around here. They could tell me if they saw something fishy.
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Caius opened his jaws to scream a blood-curdling roar down at the enemies. However much the beast wanted to rip the men to shreds, Lumara made sure that he would stay still for Logan. Her hands gripped onto the reigns until they began to hurt from the strain. She felt her blood rushing through her, roaring in her ears. She felt her heart thrash against her chest. Her body was slowly slipping into battle-mode. Her green eyes were set on the floor, on the steaming crater that Logan created with his magic. C'mon, Caius. Let's show Logan what we can do. her legs tightened their hold on the wyvern, which made Caius growl deeply. He knew what was coming. "That was amazing, Logan." she smirked to herself. "But it isn't anything compared to what Caius and I can do."
She leaned forward, holding onto Caius with all of her might. The draconic being swooped close to the ground, his taloned feet lashing out to pluck a man off of the earth . The man screamed as the claws tightened around him and as Caius made his ascension. Up, up, up they went until the man's screams were lost in the fierce wind that was produced by Caius's wingbeats. When Lumara decided that was enough, she opened her mouth to bellow over the gusts. "Alright, let'em go!"
Just as quickly as they had slammed closed, his claws opened. The man shrieked as he was sent plummeting toward the earth. Lumara grinned as she looked down. Even though she did not hear the thump of a body against earth, she could see a red stain where the man should have landed and became pudding. Caius gently glided down to the battle again as Lumara brandished her axe. The edge glimmered dangerously in the light. "Why do you need magic when you can fight like this?" she questioned Logan. With a flick of her wrist the axe spiraled through the air, embedding itself in the forehead of a man that had raised his sword to hack off the head of one of her comrades. Before the corpse fell to the ground, she bent down to retrieve her weapon- at the same time picking up an unwanted passenger.
A pair of calloused hands grabbed onto her wrist, almost ripping Lumara off of her mount's back. "Shit!" she hissed, staring into the eyes of the man that had decided to join them. His eyes were filled with fear and anger and bloodlust, and killer intent hung heavy around him. She couldn't do anything. With the extra weight on one side of his body, Caius struggled to maintain balance in flight. The man's feet skidded against the floor, and so would her head if she didn't pick up her act. "Logan!" she shrieked. "Get off your lazy ass and do something!"
Blood flowed in crimson rivulets from the wound. The currently bald mage knew that if he were to rip it out, he would bleed a lot. That was something that he could not afford in this battle. He was already patched up from head to toe- okay, maybe that was an over-exaggeration. But it sure as hell felt like it. Talbot winced as he watched Kai take down the archers that were bugging them. One less thing to worry about. he told himself, his fingers tightening around the shaft of the arrow. His dark brows furrowed over his earth-colored eyes as he scowled at the enemies. These men and women are bandits. But they have to be an elite branch of 'em. I haven't seen assassins and bow knights on a squadron of them before.
Talbot sighed, closing his eyes and inhaling slowly. He had to focus on the battle. He couldn't let anyone die. For some reason, he thought back to what Logan told him about sending his men into battle. He could see his men falling around him, drowning in pools of blood. His stomach did flips as he opened his eyes. I have to fight, even if I am injured. This is my family I'm leading. Even though we squabble more than roosters in a henhouse... he raised a hand, focusing his magic in his palm. His eyes locked onto a woman that bore the same colors as the rest of their little bandit group. The electricity crackles around his fingers as he focused on landing a hit.
"Don't you dare-"
The current of lightning basically ripped through the woman, but she remained standing. She twitched once before an arrow whizzed through the air and silenced her agony. Talbot turned to see of flash of red. Ambra was alone, stringing arrow after arrow. She was landing hit after hit- several people fell with arrows in their heads, chests, stomachs, spines. Wow, she's pretty good. he admitted to himself. After a moment of watching Ambra, he turned toward Kai.
"These men and women aren't the Ylissean Army either. They don't bear their banners." he told her. The frown that was originally on his face deepened, and the crease of his brow reappeared. "Maybe Darrian's hired goons."
When the battle started, Ambra was terrified. Everyone had rushed into battle so eagerly... especially that dark haired, violet eyed young man that called himself Zaino. He killed without mercy, without thinking twice. Then again, did anyone? Ambra sighed as she pulled off her bow and readjusted her quiver. Picking a spot next to some rocks, she strung a feather tipped arrow and let it fly. A prayer escaped her lips as she caught sight of the arrow embedding itself in the throat of a young man. He would finally rest. No longer would he have to feel hunger or pain...
The red haired woman growled under her breath, whirling around and facing the rest of the enemies. Another arrow that was shot from her bow struck a person straight in the mouth. Another got shot in the chest. Every arrow that took a person's life was quickly followed by a quick prayer. Ambra soon grew nauseous from all of the blood and death that she faltered a bit. Ugh... She rubbed her eyes and frowned. I don't think I'll be taking part in the next battle... this is too much... It brought back memories about the massacre. She remembered so many good men and women dying off...
One of the enemies saw her weaknesses. It was some sort of Myrmidon; he was quick on his feet and had a blade outstretched to his side. Ambra dodged the first blow that came toward her, aimed for her arm. The second tore through the clothes that covered her stomach. And finally, she blocked the third blow with her bow, wincing lightly in pain. With that, she took another few steps back, trying to put distance in between them. Yet the man kept on coming. The sword flashed at her again, the tip driving for her throat. I need help-! she ducked under a swing, the blade scraping by her head. What was she going to do?
She leaned forward, holding onto Caius with all of her might. The draconic being swooped close to the ground, his taloned feet lashing out to pluck a man off of the earth . The man screamed as the claws tightened around him and as Caius made his ascension. Up, up, up they went until the man's screams were lost in the fierce wind that was produced by Caius's wingbeats. When Lumara decided that was enough, she opened her mouth to bellow over the gusts. "Alright, let'em go!"
Just as quickly as they had slammed closed, his claws opened. The man shrieked as he was sent plummeting toward the earth. Lumara grinned as she looked down. Even though she did not hear the thump of a body against earth, she could see a red stain where the man should have landed and became pudding. Caius gently glided down to the battle again as Lumara brandished her axe. The edge glimmered dangerously in the light. "Why do you need magic when you can fight like this?" she questioned Logan. With a flick of her wrist the axe spiraled through the air, embedding itself in the forehead of a man that had raised his sword to hack off the head of one of her comrades. Before the corpse fell to the ground, she bent down to retrieve her weapon- at the same time picking up an unwanted passenger.
A pair of calloused hands grabbed onto her wrist, almost ripping Lumara off of her mount's back. "Shit!" she hissed, staring into the eyes of the man that had decided to join them. His eyes were filled with fear and anger and bloodlust, and killer intent hung heavy around him. She couldn't do anything. With the extra weight on one side of his body, Caius struggled to maintain balance in flight. The man's feet skidded against the floor, and so would her head if she didn't pick up her act. "Logan!" she shrieked. "Get off your lazy ass and do something!"
Blood flowed in crimson rivulets from the wound. The currently bald mage knew that if he were to rip it out, he would bleed a lot. That was something that he could not afford in this battle. He was already patched up from head to toe- okay, maybe that was an over-exaggeration. But it sure as hell felt like it. Talbot winced as he watched Kai take down the archers that were bugging them. One less thing to worry about. he told himself, his fingers tightening around the shaft of the arrow. His dark brows furrowed over his earth-colored eyes as he scowled at the enemies. These men and women are bandits. But they have to be an elite branch of 'em. I haven't seen assassins and bow knights on a squadron of them before.
Talbot sighed, closing his eyes and inhaling slowly. He had to focus on the battle. He couldn't let anyone die. For some reason, he thought back to what Logan told him about sending his men into battle. He could see his men falling around him, drowning in pools of blood. His stomach did flips as he opened his eyes. I have to fight, even if I am injured. This is my family I'm leading. Even though we squabble more than roosters in a henhouse... he raised a hand, focusing his magic in his palm. His eyes locked onto a woman that bore the same colors as the rest of their little bandit group. The electricity crackles around his fingers as he focused on landing a hit.
"Don't you dare-"
The current of lightning basically ripped through the woman, but she remained standing. She twitched once before an arrow whizzed through the air and silenced her agony. Talbot turned to see of flash of red. Ambra was alone, stringing arrow after arrow. She was landing hit after hit- several people fell with arrows in their heads, chests, stomachs, spines. Wow, she's pretty good. he admitted to himself. After a moment of watching Ambra, he turned toward Kai.
"These men and women aren't the Ylissean Army either. They don't bear their banners." he told her. The frown that was originally on his face deepened, and the crease of his brow reappeared. "Maybe Darrian's hired goons."
When the battle started, Ambra was terrified. Everyone had rushed into battle so eagerly... especially that dark haired, violet eyed young man that called himself Zaino. He killed without mercy, without thinking twice. Then again, did anyone? Ambra sighed as she pulled off her bow and readjusted her quiver. Picking a spot next to some rocks, she strung a feather tipped arrow and let it fly. A prayer escaped her lips as she caught sight of the arrow embedding itself in the throat of a young man. He would finally rest. No longer would he have to feel hunger or pain...
The red haired woman growled under her breath, whirling around and facing the rest of the enemies. Another arrow that was shot from her bow struck a person straight in the mouth. Another got shot in the chest. Every arrow that took a person's life was quickly followed by a quick prayer. Ambra soon grew nauseous from all of the blood and death that she faltered a bit. Ugh... She rubbed her eyes and frowned. I don't think I'll be taking part in the next battle... this is too much... It brought back memories about the massacre. She remembered so many good men and women dying off...
One of the enemies saw her weaknesses. It was some sort of Myrmidon; he was quick on his feet and had a blade outstretched to his side. Ambra dodged the first blow that came toward her, aimed for her arm. The second tore through the clothes that covered her stomach. And finally, she blocked the third blow with her bow, wincing lightly in pain. With that, she took another few steps back, trying to put distance in between them. Yet the man kept on coming. The sword flashed at her again, the tip driving for her throat. I need help-! she ducked under a swing, the blade scraping by her head. What was she going to do?
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Cyril huffed at Hajime, crossing his arms. So... he was a Mafioso. But... what was he doing here? Was he just picking up the Ten Year Bazooka, or did he want something else? The black haired boy glowered at him, standing his ground. "Then you should get the hell out. I don't like your kind." maybe it was because of his past and how he was forced to become one of them. Or maybe it was because he was jealous of them having a bigger family? All he had at the moment was his aunt... "You have what you want. Now go. Shoo."
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Talbot glanced at Kia, grinning when they were striking down enemy after enemy. This assassin... she had been following him around ever since the Shepherds declared him as leader. It seemed that she only wanted to be around the person who led... which didn't bother Talbot at all. She was a person who was strong and fierce in battle, and one that wouldn't let him die off. But they really did seem like people who were stronger than raiders... suddenly, an arrow whizzed through the air and embedding itself in his shoulder. "Damn." he choked, grabbing the end of the arrow and wincing. At least... it didn't hurt too much... but... "I hate... fucking... archers..."
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Talbot cursed when the man continued to rush toward him. However, a woman darted to his rescue. His brown eyes raised toward her, hardened with fear. "They almost had me there." He breathed out. "Thanks... I wouldn't know what I would have done." he looked up at the rest of the enemies, growling a spell under his breath. After a well aimed Thoron hit a man, he glanced around. They seemed... elite. "Who are they?"
Lumara nearly jumped out of her skin when Logan shook her leg. She leapt up, noticing that Caius was becoming edgy. Great. Just... great. She hoped that she could get some sleep, but... it didn't seem that she was. The blond haired woman cursed loudly, sitting properly in the saddle and kicking her heels into Caius. "Come on, Caius!" she yelled. The beast swooped down until he was about thirty or so feet above the men. "Shoot." she told Logan.
Lumara nearly jumped out of her skin when Logan shook her leg. She leapt up, noticing that Caius was becoming edgy. Great. Just... great. She hoped that she could get some sleep, but... it didn't seem that she was. The blond haired woman cursed loudly, sitting properly in the saddle and kicking her heels into Caius. "Come on, Caius!" she yelled. The beast swooped down until he was about thirty or so feet above the men. "Shoot." she told Logan.
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