The Search For Mana

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Lazaryos growled at Chrono, "Well pardon me for saving your sorry (censored)! That armour of yours protects you against magic, not dragons' flames! If you would rather burn to death, that's your problem, but I'm more into living to fight another day." Lazaryos slammed the base of his staff onto the ground and cleared flames just around his barrier. He ran to catch up with Ember.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Ember just ignored Chrono's question, not feeling the need to give him her attention when he was being so absurd. She thought it was really ironic that she ended up being aggravated with Chrono AFTER the three of them had joined forced but just shrugged it off. She never had to make a move to push the fire away from her or whoever actually followed her out. As she exited the Arena, she immediately headed in the direction of the Mana. There was no reason to stop or even pause outside of the Arena.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono looked around, everyone he knew was angry at him for something, or just ignored him. He tried to hide the resurfacing past emotions by adopting the same anger towards the others, and then going past Ember and Lazyros. At least my family told me to be quiet if I was acting ignorant... Frack, why am I thinking about those self-righteous mages again?! he brought his arms up and pulled on his mane, letting out a frustrated roar before running in direction of Mana. If that freaking lightning mage didn't get knocked away, I wouldn't have lost my Uncle's sword!! Of all the- He was practically oblivious to anything going on around him as he couldn't quiet the hurricane in his mind.

[Srgntcuddles]

Alistair walked behind the three as they went on their way. It's not like they've even noticed him yet, he could probably kill them and they would be none the wiser. But he had no point to do it....Yet. He continued to follow them, hood up, scythe in hand, minions on his coat tails. A great distance from them the panther was following them along with a masked and cloaked figure. "He killed Dutchess and Reyna, boss...We can't allow him to live..."

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

After they had exited the burning Arena, Lazaryos growled and pointed his staff at the necromancer behind him, walking backwards to stay with the group. "State your business, dark one. I don't particularly trust a necromancer who walks behind people with the Cursed Scythe of Nimuria. Are you thinking of adding us to your little pack? If so, I'll kill you here, Cursed Weapon or not."

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Ember glanced over at Lazaryos when he turned to walk backwards and spoke to the one walking behind them. "Good, I was getting creeped out by that guy." She thought to herself as she looked forward again. "I don't particularly like being followed and the followed carrying a scythe makes it even worse." She watched Chrono running ahead of them and just shook her head. She didn't see why he had any reason to be upset when he was the one who had been rude to her for no good reason. As she walked, it moved to the back of her mind though as she looked around her at the vast expanse of land.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono started to hallucinate during his running, paritally because his armor was not in the least keeping him warm as the lack of clouds allowed the temperature to drop well below what he is used to; the other part was due to his emotions yet again running rampant when he had tried to dry them up with a lack of caring 'for others'. To his left he saw his Uncle's peasant-like house, going through months like seconds until it was burned to the ground by his Father. To his right, he was running from his siblings who had tried to track him down after he ran away from the family estate. What does it take to kill these horrid memories?! was his last thought before his graceless fall to the sand, followed by the eventual mental darkness of unconsiousness.

[Srgntcuddles]

Alistair looked at Lazaryos with his expressionless face, it seems one of them was able pull their head out of their hind quarters. "If I had wanted to kill you, I would have done so when I had the chance..." His minions stood infront of him seemingly instinctivly. They were on the verge of expiring, but if a fight was to ensue he could use them for shields. The fact that the three were together meant that they were working with eachother. He would need all he could to take them, but he didn't want a fight. If he had to he could take them, considering their muscle was far ahead of them like the imbicile he seemed to be. "I have no quarrel with you or your...Comrades...But if you finally want to face me...The crew of the ship aren't here to protect you now..."

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Lazaryos growled and finally sighed as he lowered his staff. "Perhaps tomorrow, if we don't have anymore scuffles. I'd truly like to see how one truly handles a Cursed Weapon, being a Mage." He turned  and followed Chrono and Ember. Somehow, his anger had subsided quite quickly, talking to the necromancer. I hope this feeling isn't the same ones I have for Ember...

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

As Ember listened to the one with the scythe speak, she wanted to set his minions on fire and turn to punch him square in the face right then and there. Something about him just really irritated her to the core. One of the reasons she was irritated probably was because he made it seem like Lazaryos needed protection from others and that was obviously untrue from seeing him fight so many times. Of course, she also thought that necromancy was one of the most pathetic forms of magic since all they had to do was kill someone and then they'd do the fighting for them. She admired the other forms more because people fought for themselves when they used them. She took a deep breath as she continued to walk, trying to keep herself calm.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono slowly regained consiousness, and noticed they had either caught up to; or were now passing Chrono as he was recovering from his 'panic attack'. He mumbled and grumbled a few curses as he got up and shook the sand out of his armor and went to a regular walking pace. Don't lose it until my family shows up... man thats getting harder to do with all of thats been going on. He mused while trying to keep remotely aware of his surroundings.

[Srgntcuddles]

As Alistair's and Lazaryos' chat had come to an end, Alistair's minions did aswell. He continued to stalk behind them as they went on their way, with the two remaining dark mages following off in the distance. "We'll get him when he sleeps, alright boss? Sound good?" said the panther to the masked figure beside him. Alistair looked at his hand, since his minions had gone his remaining majicka would soon be gone aswell. He felt the scythe doing it's work, the draining sensation enveloped his body as he carried on. He was used to this numbing draining feeling, though it would soon have leeched it's fill leaving Alistair with a bare minimum, just enough to be conscious.

[Shinzuu Katame: Her Tolfy]

Lazaryos kept a sturdy eye at Alistair before turning and walking after Ember. He growled as they kept going that night, far from the Arena. After they had been far enough, they set up for the night. Lazaryos closed his eyes as he sat down and mediated before fading into a deep sleep. His sleep was disturbed a few hours later, well before twilight. A bit of shuffling in the sand was picked up immediately from his feline ears. Lazaryos' eyes adjusted quickly and saw two figures hurriedly scuffling towards the place where Alistair was sleeping. He didn't think much of it, when he noticed something peculiar about the scythe. Alistair was clearly in too deep a sleep to notice, but he noticed the scythe shifting a little. This should be funny.

[Vee Katame: His Wolfy]

Ember's fur had been standing on end before her eyes had even opened. She had heard the scuffling as well since she had only been half-asleep when the sound had started. Not needing to turn her head to tell what was going on (she is a bat after all), she decided she wasn't going to do anything to help the scythe wielder. Why should she anyway? She didn't like the guy in the least even though she barely knew him. She was just going to wait and listen in case she needed to defend herself.

[Chrono Blackwyng]

Chrono was drawing pictures in the sand, instincts keeping him from venturing too far away from the 'truce' he made, but he still didn't realize where he truly was. All he could think of was brainstorming different time-lines if certain key events and facts didn't exist as they do now. He ended up making a giant tree of possible lives he could have lived, some intersecting, while others are parallel. He didn't even notice that a stalker of the group was going to get attacked, nor would he do anything about it if he did know.