End of life.

[Goblin Cat 😸]

Rigor looked up, not quite sure of what was going on.. She was sitting on the ground.. Still wondering about the old man. Even though danger was present, she still remained still, muttering to herself.

[Gabag]

Seeing the portal open and spew out monsters, Katar knew it was time to recuperate, after all he was no fool. After blocking the slash Vosur made, Katar teleported a fair distance away to recuperate and watch the carnage.

[White Wolf Guardian]

*White sees Kitt and jumps back in surprise quickly shaking his head* "No no... I'm fine " "At least I hope so..." *The wolf perks up his ears and turns his head quickly upon hearing something from Jaida about "bleeding"* "Hey Kitt, I'll be right back." *He climbs up the hill and thinks while making his way* "I don't know why I'm going up here, I'm not sure what I'd be able to do, is it curiosity?"

*The wolf reaches the top and sees some sort of strange bird creature, some malformed lioness with black splotches that appeared to be bleeding badly and a much concerned Jaida looking around* "Whoa, what happened here, does she need...." *he trails off for a moment and the necklace burns his chest with a freezing sensation and the words "Aurora Borealis" appear in the back of his mind* "...help?" "Maybe the necklace is what brought me to come here... because perhaps those words are a spell of healing?" *The necklace glowed a light green and the wolf didn't notice as his gaze was transfixed upon the lioness*

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt followed behind White, watching xleena... he hadnt known her well... but still hoped she would be fine.... clicking his fingers a small ball of fire around the size of a tennis-ball appeared in his paw, with a flick of his wrist he transfered it to the back of his paw, balancing it before throwing it up, catching, twirling... it was quite addictive.... he wondered for a moment, never had he felt weary from this small feats of magic... he could make as amny of these small showmanship flames as he wanted... but maybe...


Concentrating the orange flames contracted, twisted and grew into the shape of a small flaming staff, around a metre in length... getting to that length he stopped, staring at what he had wrought, simply from his concentration and determination.... feeling proud of himself on discovering this new ability he promptly collapsed down onto all fours, fatigue, nausea and a lapse of concentration washed over him.... obviously the more spectacular the thing he wrought, the worse it would be afterwards... still... he stared at the burning, spitting, hissing fire-stave.... he'd made that... sweet...

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Jaida saw the portal open with weird faceless creatures come out of it and witnessed the disappearance of Katar. 'Teleportation...' She thought. She looked up at White. "Can you do anything?" She asked him. "I don't have anything to stop her bleeding and I didn't have anything like that when I died so it won't appear here." She stood up, still looking at him and just noticing his necklace glowing. "You're glowing..." She said, pointing at the necklace.
She turned and drew her pistols again, watching the faceless creatures, ready to shoot them if necessary.


Somewhere in the distance, a black panther was wandering around. He knew he was dead. He had been her quite a while without finding anybody. During that time he had realized that his senses were heightened in death. Now he could hear others off in the distance. He was heading towards them but he wasn't in any hurry.
His head was swarming with thoughts about the time before he died. The girl who was just trying to help him and his friend. The crazy one who killed her and him for reasons he knew nothing about. It made no sense to him, but he blamed himself for the girl dying. He took her there with no clue of what awaited them besides his injured friend.

[Vosur Aekira]

Feeling the impact of the block, he was a bit slower to take another swipe, in which he completely missed. "I know that wasn't speed." he muttered quietly, sheathing his sword as the aura from both parts dissipated like flames. Taking a look around, Vosur relaxed his stance as his eyes turned blue again to see Jay nearby, then Jaida, Xleena and White further away, taking notice to how much damage was caused in this. "If we can start a fire, we can cauterize the wounds, but I don't have my RAA for healing or SELE for starting a fire." he muttered, starting to look around for flint or any sticks as he takes off his overshirt and drops it nearby the group. "Try to bind up any wounds you can and in worst cases, make tourniquets." He didn't notice the faceless creatures until after he saw Jaida pull out her pistols again. "Great, more company."

[JellyMuffins]

Jay blinked at the mention of cauterizing the wounds - he realized he'd been shot, but there was not blood and no pain, just the inability to move his legs properly. One thigh had an exit hole from the bullet that had hit it, having torn a small hole in his cargo pants as well. Looking at his other leg,, the bunny frowned, wondering how he was going to get the slug out. He sat still, looking over the rest of the group with a smile, despite his wounds - following their line of sight, Jay spotted the creatures coming out of the portal and, unlike his fellow Folen-dwellers, didn'tsee them as such a threat; after all, he was almost certain he couldn't die or get hurt, so what was there to be afraid of?

[Xleena]

   Xleena was in a half conscious state as she stared up at the crowd above her. Part of her was still being possessed, wanting to rip and pierce and slash at them all until there was nothing left.
   The other part had watched the entire episode like a dream, unable to react or think or feel-- just watch. She came to the conclusion that if they healed her right now, she'd remain under the control of the Deamon who was her master. However, if they didn't heal her, she could...well, what really? Would she die if she was already dead? She could feel her spirit slipping away...she decided that she could die again, right there and then.
   She could not speak; partially due to the lack of strength (she was dying afterall), and also the part of her under control forcing her to shut up- if the evil Xleena was to go down, she'd take her host with her. Her eyes flashed fear, and then blazed aggressively--changing from one to the other at consecutive, lightning speeds.

   The faceless poured down like shadowless rain, absorbing the light and colour from around where they were. The oddly coloured grass began to wither, and the amethyst sky seemed to change into the colour of a rotting plum. At least a squad of 80 glided in a silent march towards to Folen party. In their souless eyes they were hungry. Hungry for dead spirits.

   Klo tried to shove the mask back on the dragon's face, remembering who else had been locked inside the innocent body. No matter how hard Klo tried, it wouldn't stayed on. This was bad.

   Sic glanced back at Rigor, her cockyness long forgotten; 'This ain't good Rigor, can't ya give us a hand? If he kills us, I can't help you!'
Only fear and a hint of pleading echoed in Sic's voice. This was possibly the worst thing that could have happened right now, even Sicklo would have a job of this.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

The mask suddenly shattered in Klo's hands, its pieces flying around Mask and binding to his robe, forming yellow cords that are wrapped around his chest and arms. "M-Mother, I wonder how l-long you can h-hold me before disappearing.... why don't we find out?" his cloak turned a few shades darker and an unnaturally long and sinister grin grew on his face as his brother started to have a larger influence on his currently still consious mind.

[Xleena]

    Weakened, Jensuno shifted his glance towards Asia, clearly seeking his attention. In his state he was unsure whether the rabbit-bird meant hostillities or not. In all that had happened so quickly, he wouldn't be too surprised if he did. Even if the crazed one struck, it would be impossible to attack back One can't hurt their own realm residents, even in defense... thought the divinity bleakly; the most sacred and strictest rule that must never be broken, or else even a divinity must face mother's justice in ''court''.
   He waited for the Bird-Rabbit to strike, sensing now that he knew something he shouldn't. This one seemed odd, he thought; something that even the most wierdest and wonderfullest of residents he had met had never seemed quite in such a league as this one played.

   Another portal opened in the midsts of Folen, giving birth to the teal light and then the divine body that was Renkako. She stared at the once peaceful planes she remembered, seeing them now littered and scarred like a battlefield. She exhaled in a ignorant manner, taking out a third of the nameless with a swipe of her huge claws, which expanded to the sizes of houses. 'You fool.' She hissed under her breath, seeing the sorry state of the once sly, yet wonderfully proud divinity.

[Asia Kali Yusufzai]

The world was changing, had it been too late? Demons, creatures, dark entities of the grey spewing across the innocent land, the world balance. The bird needed strength, the host too weak as its flesh began to falter, falling in chunks upon the grass, already swollen with shadow and vibrant flame. Its feathers grew, a risk beyond expectation, but time was vanishing, the world was crumbling. The wings spread, tearing the air with a rainbow of fire before the powerful legs caused the ground to quake, propelling the bird forward.

It moved with unnatural speed, as its jaws clamped around the neck of the traitor, Jensuno, carrying him with it. It tore across the land, eyes of light, searching for a quieter, safer place.

A wave of colour remained where the beast once stood.

[Gabag]

Finally collapsing on the lush verdant soil, which was now rotting away at his very touch, Katar panted deeply as he assessed the damage to himself and his armor, and how much energy he spent using his magic and fighting. "I must've fought harder then I normally had, and these people are STILL alive.... no one said being an instrument of Chaos easy.... O GREAT BEAST OF CHAOS Come forth and see what your Chosen has created!!" (him calling out to Feren)

[White Wolf Guardian]

*White snapped out of it for a moment and turned to Jaida* "Yes the necklace is glowing, it wants me to heal the lioness. I'm not sure if I really can, but if I believe in this power... I can. I sense evil coming from her so you may want to stay back as there is no way to know for sure how she will react to the spell."

*The wolf goes over beside the lioness and kneels down looking her over carefully and glances at his glowing necklace which seemed to look a tainted light green with black swirls* *Inhales deeply* "I hope this doesn't kill me, it's going to cost me greatly for sparing a life... but if the necklace is burning me with its freeze and showing the taint of evil, it must be done."

*He focuses on the necklace and the lioness causing entire area around him to look like a pure white place without a sound; he utters the spell with all hope for her even though he didn't know her* "Aurora Borealis!"

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono was sitting in a chair that was provided by the place most furs called 'heaven', but he felt like this wasn't the same as what they had constantly drilled in religions world-wide. Despite having everything he could want, and his mate being with him... something was off. He went to an altar that he usually used to communicate with the divinity of this 'heaven' and kneeled down to it. "Please, O divine one, tell me why even though I'm in this 'heaven', that I still feel at unease. Why must I still feel the anger, arrogance, and madness of others... did I not do enough in my lifetime?"

[KittKat chunky~]

Kitt walked over to the area where White was attemtpting to heal xleena... white snow fell, creating a light dusting over the grass, bright light spilled like liquid around the two.... with a hiss the snow melted into water from the heat of the burning, spitting blade Kitt held in one paw.... walking to xleena he held the long tapering blade of searing fire to her throat, watching her with cold resentment..... he whispered, bitter respite dripping from every syllable....

"Xleena, do not make me.... if White heals you, he does so at great risk to himself, you owe him your life...."

The young feline's paw shook as he held the sword out, spraks spat and flew from the blade like small flies, the heat melting the snow nearby into slush..... the white flames burnt in his eyes, as he watched... scared... for he had never held a weapon against another.... only now... to ensure others where not injured did he shoulder the burden...