The man fell back to the ground dead, the arrow protruding from his eye. The building Barbas was now on was almost fully engulfed in flames. Someone had started a fire. He'd have to get off soon.

The man stumbled back biting his tounge off due to the sudden shock, yet he did not fall back, instead he made a suicidal charge at her, one that was stopped by Julius. He came in from the side and bash the man away with his sword. From there he just lay on the ground dead, bleeding from the mouth.

"Charisma, you alright?" He asked the girl. "He didn't hurt you did he?" He was concerned. The town was lit up like a candle in the night. Fires everywhere, battles going on. Among the chaos Revan shouted orders. How this happened he did not know, but it was going on yet.

Barbas cursed his luck, jumping from the building in a roll. What to do. He had thought, looking around arrow pointed as he turned around.


"No, I'm fine." Charisma said "We.. We should get out of here." She said, hanging her head. "It's not safe" She past Julius. "Come on." She said with haste in her voice.

Serene looked up to Eton, "Eton...it hurts...badly..." she slowly said, closing her eyes and falling unconscious.
Black King flew over to her side, and tried to comfort her by nuzzling his nose against her face. He knew she would be weakened by something, he sensed it in her actions everyday, she was asking for something like this to happen.

Nechis picked up his axe from where it had fallen from his hands. He took a glance around at the area. People in pain. People carrying sorrow. It was surrounding him. A dead man, 2 wounded women, a pegasus in critical condition. His wound was nothing compared to what these people had to endure. He shook his head at himself, knowing that these people were much stronger than he. He returned his axe to his back, and went to join Eton, a container of water swinging in his hand.

Rana started breathing quickly. He twisted his head and tried to push himself up. He pulled his arm to his chest and managed to sit up, but he had felt something when listening for Tania. She was hurt, and he couldn't move. Rana took a deep breath and tried to focus. He knew he wouldn't be able to walk. He wouldn't even be able to get the arrow out of his shoulder.

"You don't have to tell me twice." Julius said and looked around, hoping to find a mount. He saw his horse running in the distance, towards them, luckily enough. In the distance a shadowy figure emerged, a red eye glowing staring at the two.

In the chaos, Baras managed to slip the detection of two soliders that ran by, both wielding lances.

Eton held Serene tightly and close, he was worried, but had a feeling she would make it. All he could do now was hope and made sure she rested.

"Is... Is she alright?" Nechis asked Eton hesitantly, wishing that he had been around to help earlier rather than hacking and slashing at the beast. 'Rage is a horrible emotion.' he thought solemnly as he looked blankly at Eton holding Serene, his mind focused on other things.

"I....think she'll pull through, her wounds looked bad but i did what I could to treat them." Eton said still holding her and not looking at Nechis. "Treat anyone else who is injured if you can. Check on people. Alright?"

"No problem." he said. It was the least he could do after all. '...I have no medical supplies...' he realized. He took a glance around, and saw a glimpse of red. It was the wing of the other Pegasus. He shook off the pain his wound brought him as much as he could, motivated by the idea of helping someone. Upon arrival next to the Pegasus Knight, he took the leather binding off his journal, and cut it into strips with his axe. 'These will have to do for now.' he thought. "I have medical supplies." he said to Tania. Seeing anyone in pain brought a wide frown to his face, but he put on a smile as good as he could muster and wet the strips, hoping they would attach better. "The horse or yourself first?" he asked her, his eyes giving his emotions away, full of anger at himself. 'I hope she's well enough to respond...'

Barbas smirked as he shot arrows at the head of the men from behind. Two more down. He immediately thought, before the arrows even left the bow. He seemed to do this a lot. Shoot arrows, then turn and look for more targets. Not doubting his skill for a second.



Charisma noticed the glow. "W-What is t-that?" She asked Julius, stuttering her words. "Let's just get out of here." She awaited the man's horse. She didn't completely trust him, but he had rushed to her aid and didn't attempt to harm her so for the time being, she would go with him.

The figure emerged as an enemy dragon fang member attacked it. a large sword came slamming down on him, splitting the man in two. Then an Ice fang member attacked him, the giant sword impaled the man and he was left hanging on the blade as the massive suit of grey armor appeared, staring at both Julius and Charisma. Julius damn near pissed himself as he starred at the thing. He gripped his sword tightly and grabbed Charisma's hand and started running to the horse.

"We...we need to leave! Get on the mount!" He shouted to her in fear.

Barbas saw those two red eyes. He recognized them all too well, gulping at the site. "Oh god... Why now?" He would ask, talking to himself. He didn't like it at all. His first instinct was to run, he knew how powerful he was.


Charisma nearly dropped her book, she put it back in her robe, as she ran. She nodded, getting atop the horse as quickly she could. "I.. I can't get up." She stated, nearly falling down but catching herself. "I'm stuck..."

Nosferatu threw the man from the sword and began to approach steadily but slowly. Julius hopped on the horse first and the pretty much picked up Charisma and threw her on the back, with her help of course. He looked at the night who approached yet.

"Grab hold of me and dont let go so you dont fall off." He stated.

"Erm.. Yes... Thank you." Charisma said to Julius, gratefully. "Where... Where are we going?" She asked the man, worried about the town. She was worried, but felt strangely safe with this man she had just met.


Barbas looked around the town for Revan, feeling he needed to warn him of the demonic presence.

"We...we need to get out of the village. Or we'll end up dead." Julius said as he rode avoiding enemies and dodging arrows. "You...can losen your grip just a little."

Revan was shouting orders as a man approached him, dressed in red and black, a bandana over his head and eye patch over his left eye.

"Garret." He muttered drawing his weapon.

"I will avenge my brother's death cur, get ready to die." Garret muttered.

Nosferatu began heading in Julius's direction walking and cutting down all in his way.