Nagaram

[Cifero Windtail]

Jayce glared at Viola, knowing full well who she was, and spoke between what sounded like clenched teeth. "Where is my brother?"

Viola bit her lip. "....Would you believe that he's suffered a fate worse than death?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced at Al. "Where is he?" she whispered.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al had not a clue as to where Ray could be. He just shrugged his shoulders and lent against an opposite wall.

[Farewell]

Zaida's shadow broke away from the land and solidified. The shadow figure of herself grabbed raz gently. Sitting in the brush from afar with raz safely in her arms.
"You do know I won't surrender... I never have." Her clothes blew in he sudden wind as she summoned her armor and dual swords (something like this but more medieval). She got in fighting position.

[Razuel]

Raz kept holding onto whatever instance of Zaida he was with, shivering in fear.


The particles and red haze continued to build, it getting more dense, and if Zaida's vision was good enough,  she'd see small sparks begin to form.

[[INACTIVE]]

Kalt slowly knelled down, his sword was driven into the ground and his eyes closed under his helmet, he began to chant in some strange language. The air around them grew cold, the trees leaves and branches crumbled up and shivered, the grass turned to frost and snow trickled from the air.


Figures manifested from thin air, they all wore armor very similar to this (minus the sword)


The figures all stood in a straight line, five in total. Kalt rose from the ground and laughed, "Now fallen God! SHOW ME WHAT YOU CAN DO!" The snow turned into a blizzard.

[Farewell]

Zaida snarled from the sudden increase in snow, starting from her the area suddenly got darker. Her pupils sharpened. "With pleasure." the monstress hissed coldly before she charged at the five figures, the snow crunching underneath her feet.
From a distance anthros would oddly see clouds that snowed and a blanket of darkness in one area.

[Razuel]

Raz quickly became cold due to his small body size and lack of clothed cover, and as such, the figure of Zaida he was with, he tried to bury himself into it, trying to get warmer.

[Rayleonarde]

Jayce's sword shot out, and buried about an inch into the wall behind Al. "So. My brother is now lost. Where. Was. He. Lost?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al didn't flinch when the sword hit the wall. His eyes moved to inspect the blade, noting it's build and sharpness. "I doubt he's simply lost, but if you must know, in a forest not too far from here. I wouldn't be able to give you the exact position however, since it wasn't near any form of landmark."

The mouse shrieked as the sword hit the wall. "Oi, you ******* ****! If you're going to play rough, get out! Not like you have to both find and run a repair spell!"

[Rayleonarde]

Chains shot up from the ground, corroded and savage, and wrapped themselves around the witch. "Quiet, mortal!" Jayce shouted, before turning his attention to Al. "Will you show me?"

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al raised an eyebrow. "'Mortal'? So, you're some sort of supernatural and unkillable being as well?" The wolf saw no interest in helping Jayce, but if Al wasn't able to beat him in a fight, there was no point disobeying him.


The mouse squeaked at the chains wrapping around her, falling over again.

[Cifero Windtail]

Viola stepped between Al and Jayce, her body tense. "Stop it," she spat, glaring at both of them. "Right now. Arguing isn't going to help at this point.... NOR IS POWER DISPLAY." She gave Jayce a barbed look. "Now. Please let the nice woman go. She's just caring about her business and home. Nothing wrong with that." The hybrid glanced over her shoulder at Al. "And honestly, you could be a little less of a dick. I know you might not care, but Ray was this guy's brother. Have some compassion."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Compassion." Al cocked an eyebrow and gave a sarcastic grin. "Compassion is exactly what got Ray into whatever little mess he's in. Frankly, I don't see a point to helping either of you. Nothing in it for me. And as much as you might think that 'everyone can do things out of the goodness of their hearts,' let me assure you-" Al's expression hardened "- there is not a fibre in my being with even a scrap of 'good' left in me."


The mouse let out a whine, choosing to just stay down for the moment.

[[INACTIVE]]

One of the figures leaps forward towards Zaida pulling a long and rugged looking falchion from it's seethe. He lands in front of her and swings

[Farewell]

Zaida easily ducked under the attack. The monstress rammed into the figure, despite her horns being small they wouldn't do much damage but would stun the enemy. Zaida swiftly sung her right arm, allowing the blade to cut through the figure.