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::Ruuvan wouldnt be the first person to call him that, the similarities were indeed blatant. But nothing ever related to Maximos would ever be that simple. The boy didnt stop, he just shouted back.::

Big brudda says my name is D, wittle D! My name iz nawt Makshi!

::He was about to say something when he very quickly realized he shouldnt. Big brother told him not to talk about that either because it could be bad. So he went silent and just kept on running. As much relation as the kid had to the shadow warrior, he wasnt him. Though surely wherever Maximos was at the moment he'd have a good laugh if he could have seen Ruuvan say that!::

::Errrrrrrrrr....ksss. Something like a car screeching to a halt could be heard as the boys boots screeched along stone and sand until finally coming to a stop right at the first step. And barely too, his weight thrust him forward a bit and he could actually be seen teetering for a moment on the edge of that first step before finally gaining enough balance to plant a foot on the next step and steady himself.

But strangely, as soon as he got his balance back he pulled his foot back up and set it beside him, and began shaking his head side to side. It was like he had just done something wrong, and he did.

He would sit and wait for Ruuvan and the woman to arrive, more Ruuvan than the woman, because the moment Ruuvan did, the boy reached his right hand up and grabbed Ruu's hand gently, and said almost sheepishly.::

Big brudda says to awlways go down da dawrk stairs wif and adult. So I'm gonna go wif you Mr. Ugwy Ewf.

::And then he began walking. Oh, he could dash down a hallway and dodge harrowing traps, but when it came to stairs...better take it slow. That made perfect sense!::

Ruuvan was surprised to have his hand greeted with that of the child's as he reached the stairs, appearing to have no signs of fatigue from the rather long run the group had just undertaken.
"My name is Ruuvan, D." The two had no introduced themselves, which only left the woman to say her name at some point, so he was willing to walk down the stairs holding the child's hand. Ruu had to hold the bow and arrow with one hand now, but it was still notched and ready to fire after a single motion, so he was still prepared, but he needed to ask about something D said, "Why are you calling me an 'ugly elf', little D?" His ears were barely noticeable, even during medical exams he went to frequently, so how could this child possibly know of his Elven heritage.

::The boy was about to answer. His mouth was open, he had taken a breath in, he was about to say the words!!! But the Claire spoke, and D was always told never to interupt people...and so he didnt, he stopped. And out came the Salamanders. He wasnt the brightest tree on the branch, he squeeled and shouted.::

Squeeeee, they're so cyute!!!



NO!!

::His hand rose up with reflex speed unseen and unheard of in children his age. His right hand rose up and snatched the arrow right out of the air. Only one person had been able to do that before. And he immediately snapped the arrow over his knee. It turned out to be just an ordinary arrow...wasnt that what Ruu was hoping for?

Ordinary or not, the child was rather pouty as he looked Ruuvan in the face and said very gruffly.::

Dont be mean! They didnt do nuffing to you! Say sowwy!

::Yes...he was completely and totally serious.::

::That was NOT NICE! The boys eyes expanded. He was being attacked. But it took it a step further. Not only did his pupil's expand...they outright exploded. Not in a firey boom, but like a liquid capsule shattering the black of his pupil expanded and covered both his eyes in rich black. Souless black, what you might expect to see when looking into the deepest region of hell.

He growled. But not the type of growl you would hear from a kiddy voice. The type of growl you expect from something dark....wrong....evil.

He had extended trust to the creature! He had tried to save it! Called it cute! Now it wanted to boom him up! Why would a boy think a monster is cute.

No. He was angry...very angry. His teeth shown fully, his mouth filled with little more than two rows of razor sharp fangs. Nothing bit triangular serrated teeth. Fury, filled the bow. The waning shadows of the room gathered around him like something of a flaming aura, in his hands was immediately manifested the jet black sword of moments before. And in a blink, he was gone. He would rip through the womans grasp like water and dash across the battlefield like a demon. That sword must have been light because he held it in one hand and prepared to bring down shadowy death.

He wouldnt not stop with one, slash, or even two. For what described the creatures hadnt made much of a movement, and room was now blocked. Congratulations, they fell into HIS trap. He slashed his sword from side to side, whilst his body spun in place like disgustingly deadly top with its blade angled down. His slash radius was everything in an 11ft circle with him in the center. How would these lizards react to being hit by a 150lb greatsword spinning like a demon blending across their entire field of vision.

It took all of a few seconds, but then the shadows joined his dance, below him the shadows themselves spun like the puree blades of a blender. The shadows dug in from the floors and walls, and even from the boy itself, painting the room in whirling blades. His raw emotion controlled his power. The only safe spot in this room was a single corner, where a woman had pulled Ruuvan and herself. The boy held alot more power than he realized, but he had no control. His only control was his emotions, but being a child he had no control over those. This was the unbridled expression of his anger. The blade had taken a sickly and warped form. It was as if it was formed from the brink of madness made solid. He wasnt aiming at one lizard, but all lizards, infact in all honesty he was aiming at everything and anything that moved. And all the while, all that could be heard from the boy was laughter. Sickly maniacle laughter, echoing from what seemed like thousands of voices.::

Ahahahahahahaaaaaaaahaaaaaa!!

::He would continue his whirling dervish until all that was left was chunks of meat. And then, only then, when his enemy was gone, he'd fall flat on his room, his head spinning as he was dizzy. The shadows vanished as quickly as they came and the sword seemed almost non-existant, the boys eyes were back to normal, and he was simply giggly. As if he had no idea what he had just done.::

Aww....cyutey lizards went away.

::A boy wouldnt find a monster cute...a bigger monster would...::