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The swat was more annoying then anything to Rosy, but it didn't stop her from glaring down at the man she was on top. It was the look, she knew it was coming. That Blessing the Voice gave them all, it was just a pity she didn't get to use it first on him.

With a small smile to him, she closed her own eyes and welcomed it. Her thought just going back to the one face she knew she wouldn't see again. Those blues and the goody smile of his, yea it was just better to think about that.

With the explosive burst coming from the man, Rosy was gone.

((Exits))

((Entering from Gold Kingdom~))

Kashiyoru spotted Molan, on the battle field, talking to their king. He smirked and weaved his way through the many mini fights breaking out all around him.

'Molan, you fool.' He thought 'You're going to get yourself killed... Then I'd be lost and all alone. Again.'

"What in the world do you think you--" He draped himself over Molan's shoulders and stopped, mid sentence, when he spotted the small girl from before near them. "Oh! You again."




Off to sleeps y'all

It was true, he hadn't paid much attention. But perhaps there came a blessing with so many of them grouped, especially near the king. People were afraid to go after the speaking group from what he could see, as no one has struck them down.

Eyes switched from gazing at the king to the girl at hearing his name. Did she not wish to join them, still? He had not seen the blue king upon the field. Not that he would be able to identify the man, but none struck him as so... foreboding. None stood out the way his king did. Well there was one other, she seemed to be making short work of fights. But that one was clearly not of the blue kingdom. "If you do not wish it none can force you, but I fear for your safety. Will you not consider this chance?" For it honestly could be her last. He gave her a sad look briefly before Kashi's 'entrance' ofr sorts caught him off guard.

A mix of emotions fell upon him at that. Happiness, mixed with the sour taste of fear. Fear for what he now stood to lose if he failed. His grip tightened on the hilt of the short sword he'd brought to combat, looking to the man over his shoulder as he lounged around him. Honestly, this wasn't the place for that. Even if it was comforting, almost making him feel safe for a moment. "I was-" He only had a charge to begin to reply before the man's comment drew attention to Olivia. "Yes, she is from the silver kingdom as well." He added, glancing back between the two a moment.

He really did stand with too much to lose. He couldn't allow this fight to go on, the sooner they won, the sooner they could return triumphant. Heralds singing their praises. "Kashiyoru, this fight must end." He said it sadly, pathetically really. He didn't want it to continue. He didn't want to fight in it. But he wanted to return home, to Edric, knowing that he had succeeded. "We can't ignore it."

Arachne had been circling around, trying to find a spot, and someone to attack, a position where she could let arrows fly and have a clear line of sight to do so. She was looking for such a spot when she saw the tall, warrioress attacking someone she recognised as being from her own Kingdom.

Although she wasn't sure her arrows would stop her, the battle had to be joined, and with gritted teeth the half-elf ranger drew back on her bow...

[ entering ]

It was safe to say Ofelia was pissed. She had to obey the commands of her King, it was like it was ingrained into her, but she knew what was happening.

Something hadn't felt right when she was leaving, Alex and Belladonna and Sophie, even Julian, had all seemed odd.

In her mind she doubted she'd ever see the King again, like there was something that told her those four were going to do something about it. It wouldn't be her fault then if he died or they died or anything. The whole point -

Well, whatever. It wasn't like she'd ever really belonged there. She was a Tiefling and other than that people always seemed to treat her at a distance anyway. Like she...wasn't one of them in more ways than one, like she wasn't anything they'd even consider wanting to know.

The thought just pissed her off even more and so she set out onto the battle field, ready to kill something.

Another cut.

It wasn't deep, but it still hurt, and pulled back for just a momement.
But this was a battle. For many, to the death, to protect their kingdom, to protect their king. She couldn't give up.

Taking a deep breath, she flapped towards him, kicking at him again with sharp talons.

Molan offered her a small smile at that. It was her choice, he could not force it upon her. So long as she considered it that was enough. He lightly patted her head, noting for the first time that she had the barrette in her hair. How amusing. "If we survive this I should make a nicer one." He commented more to himself than anything as he looked toward the chaos once more. His King had given her the choice, leaving it to her to decide. That was the most he could do.

A small appreciative look was given to the Emperor before he took up his blade, intending to defend him. The man he fought had attacked the king before, he was the enemy. He was still hesitant to attack, but he wouldn't allow their king to die. For all was lost in such a case. Should any attack Mengyao he would defend him. Because everything he wanted to protect seemed to be connected to his ability to do so.