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" Oh...I couldn't understand it very much...just the last bit, and it was hard to figure out," He smiled, pointing to his ears," I've got sharper hearing than most."

"It's alright. I'll tell you anything you need to know, or anything you feel like asking me." Sarakay seemed a bit lost in thought for a moment but then simply shook his head and mumbled,"No, it would be to draining. It would throw the entire worlds magical energies out of alignment. Too dangerous."

Saraphia's soft voice rang out once more."If you wish it to be so....use my wind. I can use the winds of change to carry new morning rays to us. The bond will break with the coming of light."

Having no way to turn his head in Dromius' foot-hold, Artemis fell face first into the ground. Despite his naturally toughened skin compared to that of other beings, the fall was hard enough to where he tasted the coppery tang of blood in his mouth. His teeth had cut a gash on the inside of his lip. Spitting the foul taste from his mouth, he let go of the already loosened grip on his sword so both hands could come up to grab Dromius' ankles. He gave a harsh yank to cause the man above himself to fall forward.

Taking advantage of the moment, Artemis slipped away from Dromius to come to his feet, but not without once more taking up his sword. The servant's empty hand rose not half a second later, two fingers pointed at the other's back. Without warning, what looked to be a bolt of lightning rushed toward Dromius.

"She told me I can carry morning light on her winds to break the bond between us." Just as he spoke it, the winds did pick up slightly and a soft sparkling glow seemed to carry upon them. As the winds began to carry the morning light to him, so did they begin to break apart the bond between the two.

The white wings of Saraphia began to darken and split apart into Kaya's three pitch colored pairs of wings. The pearl and gold armor melted away into the midnight blue Kimono that was too long for him. His bands returned to his arm just as his boots reappeared. The gold of the armor changed into a molton winged serpent and slithered back into it's place upon his kimono. The hazel faded from his eyes, returning them to their true blood red. His platinum blonde hair darkened to it's true scarlett hues. He flexed his hands as they returned from their clawlike forms to those of human hands. The swirling mixture of white and gold reformed into Shimmer and it's sheath and fell lightly into Kaya's hands. He placed the blade through his belt and looked into Shiyaa's eyes, his own somber ones just the same as ever. The only difference was...he was smiling at him."Did you miss me?" he asked sarcastically.

Elliot was a little worried that, since it was night and his magic was mainly of sun, he would give away their position to others. He didn't want that... not at all. He'd only just had his first taste of freedom and, although he wasn't sure yet what to make of it, he didn't really want to lose that before he got a firm grip on it. A soft sigh sent a small, ruffling breeze across the ditch before his fingers began to move in small, continuous, yet irregular, movements. It looked like weaving, although without the warp, and in a since, it was. Small threads of golden threads seemed to shiver where his fingers left them and soon he was left with a small veil of woven, shimmering gold. He let it settle softly in his lap, his anxcious eyes raising slowly to meet the other's. "It's... it's a Sun Cloak," he explained a little nervously. "It... it helps you remember... good things and feel... I don't know... light, I suppose. And it's good for protection...."

"Yes, but it wore me out. Do you know somewhere that I can rest. I'm not from this place, well, I don't live here I mean." he yawned a bit and covered his mouth with his right hand. He turned his eyes toward the stars and whispered."I told you you were wrong Mistress".

"Really? That would be nice. I have never had someone else make anything for me....at least, not that I wanted. Usually Seh-Vhen's daughters made me something...and I threw it out. I guess I never cared much." he wondered if he'd have left earlier or if he would have been reluctant to leave at all if he'd cared much."Would you like to walk, or ride there?" he asked Shiyaa, motioning him to come closer."I'll carry you and fly if you want to ride."

Artemis took the insult -or was it some sort of twisted compliment?- in silence. So magic was going to be borderline useless unless he could somehow get that armor off Dromius. In the next moment, their swords were clashing together, each of their metallic connections resounding loudly.

The face-off seemed to go on equally for what felt like a long time. Finally, the servant spotted what looked to be an opening in Dromius' defense. Taking the supposed opportunity, he disengaged his blade from the other's and thrust it toward the man's midsection.