*slowly walks in dripping in blood that appeared to be his own, as his blood drips to the ground it quickly evaporates. His right wing is torn from the bone on down, there is a dagger stuck hilt deep in each of his thighs, there are several small lacerations that look like they came from a whip, and there is a large gash going diagonally from right above his right nipple down to the edge of his ribs; even with all these wounds he still walks in calmly yet causiouly, his eyes darting around taking in his surroundings looking for any signs danger. Desiding it is atleast semi-safe he continues forward, the wound on his chest already being healed by his blood which is infused with the blood of unicorns. his shadow alure pulsing around him provideing slight defense from many ranged and magic attackes, as he continues in he notices that there are others in the area with him which causes him to stop* ((had to do something to put me back in the mix))