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One on each side of the glider, they descended into the dome room. It was difficult to control but they made it into the room without much hassle, though the landing was a bit bumpy. The room did not have any doors that lead back out, as far as she could see. It simply had a multitude of mirrors. "I don't like mirrors anymore."

One hadn was around her throat and one was around her mouth. Her staff had been left at the manor, and she'd taken off the rbacers some time ago to let her skin breath. Lovely.

Her tail swung back and forth, her eyes got greedy and wide. She dragged Aella by the throat deeper into the alley. "Far too long I've eaten the blood of lesser things. Disgusting..." She purred. "But a bit of elvin blood, that will be nice..." She ripped the skin on the girl's throat, letting her bleed.

Fin looked at all the mirrors and sighed, "Maybe they'll come to us one at a time, trying to tire us out by continually fighting them like at a gladiatorial match." Of course, he had to be right. The first mirror glowed violently for a brief moment, before a small creature popped out, and charged at them blindly. Successive victories would release harder monsters. "I guess if we win, we'll get the Orb." The creature was downed without much effort or thought.


"Why don't we grow these roots in our garden..." The little elf kept up his task.


The druid looked at Malik with a blank face, "Letting him win would be a worse idea, because he will eventually find out and that will make him even more upset. Or worse, he might think that he is good at something he may not be. It would not go well for him to think he's strong in battle and actually isn't."

Kieran merely made one of those 'it's in your hands' gestures to Malik. After all, it was now wasn't it? And ultimately Malik was going to go about this in whatever manner he chose, regardless of input to a point. "If you're going to stick him with one being then you better keep it switched up, seeing as he'll get comfortable."

Piper closed her account book, and got herself up, returning back to the desk with it and setting it on it's top. There, she had done her damn accounts now hadn't she? Indeed she had. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out one of the many viles she had been supplied wth recently, downing it's contents to stop an oncoming headache. Over to a mirror with her, not that she could see much, prodding at the still slightly sore spot on her head. Yeah fun.

She had been expecting to call it right there. She'd had him down, dagger at his throat. Her eyes narrowed at his mumbling and then she was sprawling as he yanked her off balance. She felt something slam into her stomach and hissed in pain as her navel ring was more or less punched into her skin. And then she hit the dirt. Rolling onto her back so she didn't get a face full of dirt she reached down and felt the sticky blood then studied the ring that had more or less repierced her and torn her original hole. Yeah, that felt good. She pulled the ring out carefully, wincing when she stuck herself once again, then pushed to her feet, ingoring the blood dripping down her stomach. "Fine." Her daggers were still in her hand and she rushed him, both daggers up and swiping, slashing at his arms, stomach and legs all seriousness now. He wanted to fight, she'd give him a fight.

Dispatching with the last very large hell feind, Leaf spun around to see the giant. She pulled two arrows from her quiver, sighted them on the bow and aimed.

A crab like creature that had gotten burried in the ash took the opportunity to stab Leaf. A fast toxin was released, made Leaf swoon, and she let loose. One arrow hit it's mark, finding a place just under the giant's arm. The other fell short, and thunked into Fin's calve. She hit the ground with a thump, ash billowing out in clouds.

Fin jerked with the impact of the arrow, and fell in front of the giant. The ax descended upon him...

Glorfindel... Stand up and fight... Or... Your people will die...

The elf felt his body grow very warm, and he felt very far away at that final moment, before he became very cold all of a sudden. The sound of the dragon's wings flapping beyond his head drew him from his subconscious state...

"Good little elf. You brought the orb. Only two left." The red dragon said to him.

Fin could barely turn his head to see Leaf's unconscious form in the dragon's other claw. "Leaf..."

The flight back to the Cathedral seemed much longer than it was, and the elves were unceremoniously dropped on the floor in front of Corathian. The cleric looked at the duet with a very discomforting look. Even the bard Lore seemed very thrown back by what he saw.

The blue robed figure approached the party, "The Temples only get harder from this point onwards. Heal them quickly. I wish to end this misery sooner than your lives give out." Callous dragon he was, that Ion certainly was an evil one.

Leaf's eyes felt like they had lead weights on them. She must have struggeld for hours to get them open. She still couldn't, so she lifted herself up on her arms. She was weak, she was tired. She just wanted to go back to the sweet blackness of..whatever it had been.

She fell back in a sitting position, finally wrestled her eyes open. She was no longer in the fire temple as she had expected. Her leg was sore from the stab. Her gaze was fuzzy, she couldn't yet see. "Fin?"

"Did I?" She fixed her eyes on the mass she assume to be Fin until her vison cleared. Yeah, it was Fin. "My appologies." She rubbed at her leg. "Such was not my intention, I assure you."

Rubbing at her head and eyes. "I...don't remeber much. Were we on the back of a giant flaming otter?"