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The dragon shook off the chain,as it started fly,and the head that was chocking Neo let go.Neo was doing everything he can to get out,until he realized that he was high in the sky.He could have sworn that the head gave a grin before letting him go,letting him go.Neo was falling and at a pretty fast past,not enough to catch fire,but enough to put him in the brink of death.A blue sheild appear on his back,right before he hit the ground.He was pretty sure that his bones where broken,and the dragon landed right near before hearing Raven Scream.It started to walk to Raven,before Neo used the claws on his demonic arm fingers to cut deep.The Dragon roared before putting it's attention on Neo.One of the neck wrapped around his neck,and bit him.But that wasn't the worse part,as the other head bit him in the shoulder.A blue and red liquid flowwed through the necks.Neo proceeds to fights,but as he continued,he felt himself getting weaker and weaker.Ok,so it shoot electricy,asborbs electrcity,and can drain energy out of living things.God has made this thing TO KILL ME

That’s it! Wait; NO! Neo, you moron! She feels the magic she’d cut herself for slipping from her grasp. She needs to cast it soon or it’ll be gone and she is not slicing open any of her other legs to try again.

Raven howls again, her cry this time carrying words. “HEY YOU BRUTE! OVER HERE! EASY KILL RIGHT OVER HERE!”

One of the heads stopped draining Neo's energy,and payed attention to Raven,and not long after that,the other head payed attention.They let Neo go,and walk towards Raven,think that it was a normal meal.

There you go. Raven waits patiently for the creature’s shadow to loom over her, and for an extra surge of power, she jams her paw into the shard. A howl of pain accompanies the off-kilter tree behind her surging forward in a ferocious growth-spurt. Branches snake around- or stab through if possible -the monster, hopefully entangling it in a snare born from a squirrel’s wildest fantasies.

she dives toward Neo. "Geez... what a mess you are."' She chuckles as her eyes glow white. she rests a hand on him and tries her best to heal the broken bones for now. "I take it the noise I hear is someone you are traveling with? I think she has a plan. Trust her on that." She whispers.

"Trust me,I don't trust her as much"Neo said.He looked at Raven and saw the dragon was trapped in a quickly grown tree.However it didn't last long as the dragon broke free.Without thinking,Neo got up,despite being drained of energy,and to Raven.Right before it attempt to bite her,he used both his arms to block the heads,which then continue the same plan and drain his energy. However,both necks where glowing a bright red and where starting to smoke.One of the head attempt to bite off the other,which stayed determined.Neo,not knowing what to do,grab the head and siad,"Trying to get rid of your twin...think again!"After that,Neo let loose an magically pulse that was different.Unlike the sonar pulse,this one threatned to burn everything.However,it didn't as what was left was the dragon skeleton.Neo soon,however,fell to the floor,unconscious.

"This guy..." she sighs and looks at the dragons skeleton. She knits her brows then heads over to Neo and begins a little healing magic. Her eyes were white as she looked over at Raven. She blinks and smiles sweetly. "You are the cutest !!! Once I am fone healing him, may i pet you? I can turn into my human form if my demon form frightens you." She smiles.

Raven limps out of the bushes and beams at Jules, too euphoric about what she did and faint from blood loss to worry about stranger danger.

Or keeping her shard a secret.

“I...I stabbed it witha tree! Hah ha!” She limps forward a little more and investigates the mess. The skeleton, the broken tree, Jules in all her demony glory and Alastor, who through her bleary eyes looks likes a roughly human-shaped blob.

“Who are you people?” She lies down, suddenly feeling drained. Her head’s pounding. “Ugh...”

"Ah you're hurt. Let me help you." She says as she picks up Raven and sets her in her lap while healing both her and Neo. Her viens began pulsing black in her hands and around her eyes. "My my you guys went through a lot but Raven I think this should help greatly." She smiles as Ravens wound heals up. "Oh, and my names Jules, Jules Geist. You are a tough one aren't ya. I like your spirit." She smiles warmly.

Alastor looked up from where he'd landed. The landing may have been soft, but the sudden descent had made him slightly dizzy. Damn, that's going to take some gettin' used to. Before he could even get his dagger drawn, the battle was already over.

Walking over to Jules and Neo, he looked upon the scene in front of him. "So... was I hallucinating, or did you just incinerate a dragon? And uhh... what's with the talking cat?"

Although still faint from blood loss, Jule’s magic helps Raven recover some of her wits and with it, her suspicion. She slinks out of the demon’s lap and circles her, thankfully unimpeded by a bushel of invisible fox tails. Then she goes after Alastor, crossing behind him and leaping into the air to attack...nothing! Good. They’re not vixens in disguise.

She lands, stumbles and flops over, exhausted. She heaves a sigh and deflates like a fuzzy balloon.

“That’s it. That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever done,” she says to herself, “and I don’t even like the guy! Hah. But I did it. And I can so do it again.”

She closes her eyes. She lays still for a moment, then they open wide. “I can’t tell- I can’t wait to tell Lisa!”

Aurora listens quietly, displaying little emotion beyond a brief flash of...something (Excitement? Rage? Perhaps a mix of the two?) at the mention of demons. She cocks her head a little when Victi brings up gold; obviously, that also piques her interest.

Her head darts to look down in surprise as Victi's blade disappears from her claws and reappears in the vixen's hand. Then without moving her head, her eyes slowly rise to meet hers.

Silence.

Drake's ears lay flat against his head, he turns to Victi with a wide-eyed stare that should say to her, "That was a horrible idea."

Aurora hums, low and rumbling, like she might be considering the offer.

Then, "Bind them."

At that command, a pair of men advance on them, both pulling a set of handcuffs off their belts. The cuffs glow with enchantments that are most likely meant to suppress magic. Drake turns on the one who approaches him, an growl rising in his throat as he starts backing away.

Aurora watches with only a small frown. "We will show them to our most near perimeter camp." She steps forward, ruffling then smoothing her wings neatly against her back. "I suppose we can talk."

While Adriannu obviously couldn't understand the kitsune's words, she honestly didn't need to as her gestures told her more than enough. Though she really did want a quick peek at the room and then she'd be good. Yet just as she turned around to head back to bed, Lisa got in front of her, arms outreached around her, but stopping short of actually touching the Cathera.

At Lisa's request for her to take a seat before she explained what was going on, the child simply said. "Ok." This was followed by her taking a step back and then jumping over Lisa before nonchalantly sitting cross legged back on the bed again. "All right, I'm on the bed, now tell me what is going on."

Should the nurse start tending to her again during Lisa's explanation, Adriannu would be perfectly behaved and do whatever was asked as long it could be reasonably communicated despite the language barrier.

Victi has to supress the urge to snicker at the infuriated dragoness, or from saying something stupid. She focusses on her headache, which would have worked better if it hadn't made her wince.

Eh, hopefully it would just seem like a reaction to Aurora's frustration.

At Aurora's command, Victi's eyes widen and her eyes snap to the one coming for her.

Oh, just cuffs with 2-3 layers of convolution on magic restriction. Well, the solution to that was simple enough. She made a dummy version of the spell which would supress the enchantment, and also keep lighting the runes. She caaarefully ovelayed it onto the cuffs, and.... there we go. One suppressed pair of anti-magic handcuffs. It wasn't perfect, but unless someone took a close look at the spell..... assuming that anyone else here could see magic, it would hopefully be enough to keep people fooled. And hey! It still had all the right glowies.

"Drake," she mutters, "How about we comply with her for now. If she's good enough for the job, I don't want to fight her while we're... under-equipped." Saying 'between us: magic drained, tired, hungy, bruised, and wanting to scratch at her fingers until they bled with how itchy they were' seemed like a bad idea. She hoped he got the idea and/or assumed she had a plan.

She then sighed and gave the man her best pained, irritated smile, something that came very naturally at that moment, and asked, "Behind the back, or is in front fine?"

Alastor shifted forward, thinking the cat was going for his coat. "Oi! Watch it." He quickly knelt down beside her however, after seeing how exhausted she was, and gives her a light scratch behind the ear. An intelligent talking cat... I'm going to bet on a familiar. 10 gold says it's to this Lisa woman, given it was yer first thought on who to tell.

Alastor became excited as he thought over the possibilities. A wizard, maybe? Or a sorcerer! Or one of those horrorshow-worshipping types... warlock, that's it! He quickly snapped back from his daydreaming, and gave a slight cough. "Ya right there? Not quite the graceful landing I'd expect from a cat. What's yer name, I didn't quite catch it in all the fuss."

At the lake:

Wobigub sees the tiny humee, almost as small as him, swimming in the lake.

Delicious!

He hurls his spear toward her, forgetting that sharp wooden sticks don't go much further once they hit water. It may reach far enough to poke or scrape her leg before bobbing to the surface, but nothing more.

Muglee pulled out his rough sling and grabbed a sharp stone out of his rock-pouch, getting ready to try and hurl it toward Liliath with a warbling battle cry.

Lisa turns and stares for a moment at the patient Cathera girl, startled and a little impressed by her calm behavior. A bemused smile crosses her lips.

She returns to the chair by the bed and leans forward. She stares at her hands- still stained by the blood that flowed freely from Adriannu's head not long ago -and wonders how to best word her explanation.

"So...." she begins, trails off, then lifts her head to meet the girl's eyes to try again. "We...are aboard the Magistrate's ship due to an...an incident involving a strange man flying into the cabin." She wraps part one up with a wry laugh, realizing how impossible their situation is. Yet here they are.

"Magistrate Kylarion cast a spell that sent you and I here, but Raven was left behind. You were hit by debris and knocked unconscious, so we brought you here to the ship's medical bay for treatment, and now here we are."

At the end of all that, she lets out a tired sigh. "I'm glad you're okay."

Drake looks at her, incredulously, before his eyes flit to the man and the handcuffs then to the not-so-patiently waiting dragoness. He groans and shakes his head, frustrated and more than a little doubtful, but holds his hands to let the thug bind them.

The poor soul dealing with Victi shifts uncomfortably under her intense gaze and toothy grin. "Uh...doesn't matter," he shrugs, staring determinedly at the ground.

Aurora circles around to the other side of the group, any bandits blocking her path scurrying out of the way. "Let's get this over with." She clearly doesn't have a clue Victi might be capable of counteracting her cuffs' enchantments. She heads the gang with an air of absolute confidence that her "guests" are at least weakened, if not totally unarmed.

Raven purrs loudly, giving in to the sweet, sweet bliss of being scratched under the ears. Not too rough, and not stupidily ginger, either. Nice...

"My name?" she grumbles through her purrs. She vaguely remembers she's supposed to be suspicious of strangers and rolls over to study him with half-closed eyes. "What's your name?"

Liliath was simply swimming until she noticed a stick getting trown in the water. She looked up and noticed a weird little man. She realized that this was not a funny man. This man tried to kill her! She thought deep she needed to be smart. She decided to act like the rock had hit her then she acted like she was dead. She holded her shard tight.If this man would jump in the water she would made the water boil.