Of course Adam agreed with Cecil about not making sure they couldn't hurt anyone. He wanted them out for the count in anyway aside from killing them. Adam wasn't opposed to breaking a few bones. He nodded to Azura happy that she shared the feeling. Adam looked down and noticed his shoelace was untied. He bent to one knee and... well, tied it. As he stood with his eyes still to the ground he caught something. Something...big. "Yo, folks." he said still staring. "We got problems, for real." he pointed. He didn't know exactly what it was, but it wasn't a Grimm and for sure wasn't a human or Faunus. He took a closer look and noticed it wasn't that old either. And the print was too deep to be anything that wasn't tall, heavy or both. "Yo, Onyxia. You got any ideas?" he asked her thinking she of all people there would have the tiniest inkling of an idea.
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KnightsRoyal
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
Ghost_Rios
{OOC:Short post, sorry folks}
Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 12:29 am
The Ursa would run towards the tree, growling at the man. It would then start to climb after him, knocking the spear from it's chest in the process. It wanted to bite him.
Ora would run towards the man. He didn't accept her Aura, so she couldn't teleport to where he was. Why were some people so dumb?! She almost went all fours, when she rammed into the Ursa as it tried to climb the tree. She didn't know if she would do a lot of damage to it. However, she knew that the man was without a weapon, and that wasn't good.
"Stupid human, of course you don't want help. It's always that way." She was mad because people didn't like accepting her help. Most people were afraid of her horns, and because she looked and acted more like an animal in terms of combat.
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Ghost254
Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 11:18 am
Scylla Tempestxxxxxx. ➥The Rebel
As Onyxia crouched next down to her Scylla didn't bother opening her eyes. "You seem to have the two mixed up, I don't want vengeance and I'm ensuring that no one lets their emotions get in the way of the mission. Do storms pity the drowned? No, so I shall not either. I feel nothing for those who died, I didn't even know them anyways." With that settled she stopped wasting her breath and went back to waiting. Though like she thought more people approached her and wanted to have their two cents. At the moment she was concerned with the mission, how it might fail if everyone here was well emotional. "I assumed everyone knew the mission today? Well, I'm not going to force you guys to kill anyone though realize a fate much worse awaits anyone taken alive. They'll be tortured by the headmaster most likely. He did lose his sister did he not. I choose to kill them because once this is done they will have not useful information. Torture is just unnecessary. It's up to you what you personally do."
Scylla still hadn't opened her eyes but they opened for Ridley. The girl was clearly irritated, anyone with half a brain could hear it in her voice. Especially Scylla who had a knack for sound. "You shouldn't bother sugar coating your words, I certainly won't. You want command of your own team fine, however, control your member Cecil over there. I was very serious about no vengeance or revenge. If I see him trying it I'll knock him out without hesitation. I'm perfectly fine working together but all of you need to take your emotions and put them aside for the moment. Some of you might have lost friends or people you knew but don't let that get in the way. Honestly, Cecil shouldn't even be here if I'm being practical and truthful. He's clearly a liability in his injured state. However, he is your team member and you seem to be fine with him here so clearly you'll take responsibility. If you and your team can put your emotions aside then working together won't be a problem."
Scylla closed her eyes once again finally. She wanted to listen anyway, so she could hear them coming. "No clue where Damien is haven't seen him since the gym incident. The two behind me are Lethe and Tethys. Lethe is the shorter one. They came with me from my island and are a part of my band. We don't need their help or anything, they are here mostly to observe and to help me with the ritual after this is done. The souls of the dead must be sent on to the next world. I only waited this long because I knew more would die." With that she opened her eyes and noticed the tracks, fresh she could tell that. She had some knowledge in tracking but whatever this track was she had no clue. "These tracks are fresh but no clue what they are. No animal or human, maybe a Grimm I suppose but nothing I've ever seen. Onyxia your have some knowledge in tracking in this area, look familiar?"
Onyxia shook her head, of course what she said would be miss taken. Scylla was on a war path, which is what she wanted to avoid. When Adam called she got up and walked over to Adam. At first look she knew what it belonged to in general. "Sorry to disappoint Scylla, but those are metal and neat. Grimm tracks are more broken and rough." Moving her shield to hand and grabbing a shot gun she looked down where the tracks. Her shield would buy her some time, but not enough for an entire fight. "Mech tracks. We're going to have a tough fight if it isn’t friendly."
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Toryuuku Shinjuku
KnightsRoyal
Deadly_Tiger
Alysian Virago
killer-wolf-kun
Black Fire Lord
Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 6:43 pm
𝓡𝓲𝓭𝓵𝓮𝔂 ☪ 𝓓𝓮𝓵𝓶𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓼𝓽
She made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Ridley wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but the words leaving Scylla's lips did nothing but irritate her further. Irritate might even be a bit of an understatement. She was angry now, yet she was still doing her best to keep it under control. Her golden eyes slid close as she sucked a deep breath in a resisted the urge to clench her hands into fists at her sight. The result was a very stiff and rigid looking Ridley. She bit her tongue, letting the girl finish before opening up her golden eyes once more. "There's a difference between sugar-coating and simply being polite. You are free to speak however you wish, as am I." She started, still working to keep her voice level despite her irritation. "You are correct in that we should not let our emotions control us. That is dangerous. Yet, we should not forget them either. Our emotions make us human, fuel our fire as well as our morals, make us who we are. Without them we are no better than the grim."
It was at this point that Cecil had stepped between them. He had a good point, one Ridley had been trying to keep at the back of her mind but hadn't exactly succeeding. Fighting with each other would only hinder them. After a moment Ridley sighed, planning to let it go and put it behind her. There were more important things to be worrying about at the moment. However, the next words that Scylla spoke were what really got to her. She could feel the anger hit her quite literally. It took all of her willpower to keep from acting impulsively. The fact that Cecil was currently blocking her way probably helped with that. However, this time her fists did tighten into tiny little balls at her side. She could feel the heat creeping into her cheeks as her anger caused her blood to rise. White-knuckled and pink-cheeked Ridley peered past Cecil to glare at Scylla. "You will not touch him, or any other member of my team for that matter. If you do, I promise you will regret it."
Her gaze burned into Scylla's for another moment before Adam spoke up, reminding her yet again of the real problems at hand. Her eyes left the girl to follow in the direction he was pointing. She wasn't completely sure what she was looking at. However, she knew whatever it was, it wasn't good. Far from it. Sighing softly she forced her fists back open, her fingers throbbing slightly as the blood rushed back through them. She gave her shoulders a quick roll, working to release the tension from the rest of her body as well. Stepping forward she peered down at the track in the dirt, listening as Onyxia explained what they were likely dealing with here. "I have a pressing feeling that it's not friendly." She sated, glancing away from the track and to the entrance of the mine shaft the headmasters suspected would lead to the sewer systems the bandits had been using. "It's just too big of a coincidence finding it here."
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Cecil could hear Adam talking to Onyxia about asking for some clues. He followed everyone to the tracks and tilted his head as it seemed Scylla had the tone of voice that would annoy anyone who was easily angered. Her comments about him being a liability cause him to immediately transform his reiterpallasch into it's dagger gun form. He was tempted.... but his mind forbade it as he transformed it back to normal. "I've studied many a great things to get into here... me being hindered like this is nothing compared to those aids of yours if they were to be strung up in the trees, and I would suggest having some minor respect for the departed... knowing them or not, they were still allies." He responded bluntly seeing as how she would understand poisonous words better than reasoning. He could hear what Onyxia had said and nodded his head. "Mechanical enemies aren't fun..."
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Semblance: Active, Active, Active|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(drawn) || Currently Holding: Reiterpallasch and Icicle Cane Post Count: 41 || Missions Done: 2 || Current Mission: None [Cold Blooded Defender]
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
Toryuuku Shinjuku
Ghost_Rios
Black Fire Lord
Quote:
Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2018 7:23 pm
"Alright. Now that everyone has had their minds spoken we can move on. Move as a unit, work together and things will be smooth sailing." he said while doing a wave with his left arm. "Cecil, you're not a liability. We don't even know what your capable of. And because of that, our boss lady over here can only go off of appearance. But, I'm sure you can prove her wrong big dawg." he said taking his glasses off to clean them. "Ms. Rid, we ain't gone touch ya boy. We're teammates and we're in it to win it. We work, move and win together. Smooth?" he asked the group hoping for a positive response from all. "And Scylla respects the dead. She's alot nicer than this usually." he said. "This man right here" he points to himself "says we tell each other our abilities and fighting styles so we can have some inkling, never said that before, as to how we should work together, yo." he stated. As a show of good faith Adam started. "Adam Argent, close combat. Nice and Shiny" he said showing his guns "My semblance allows me to 'disappear' from someones vision if I hit them enough." he explained. He started to shine his guns out of habit. "Anyone else wanna go?" he asked. "Don't leave me hanging."
Azura opened her mouth to respond to Cecil. She was certain their were appropriate facilities within the city, if not the school itself, to hold those responsible for the killings. However Scylla cut in before she could give voice to her thoughts. She disagreed with most of what the other team leader had to say, and even the parts she did agree with, it was only in part. She left the conversation to the others, and walked over to see what Adam had spotted. “How did I miss that?” Azura muttered softly under her breath. She was usually much more attentive. Of course she knew why. She had been too busy worrying about Cecil. She remained quiet while the conversation flowed around her, eyes focused on the tracks, though that didn't mean she wasn't listening. She simply didn't want to contribute to the disagreement. That was until Cecil drew his weapon. For a moment she feared he was going to attack Scylla for her comments. She even reached for Crimson Regret, ready to intervene if needed, but the moment passed as quickly as it had come. Still, Azura decided to take a precaution by moving to stand next to her teammate as Adam played peace keeper and made an effort to move the conversation forward. She flashed Adam a grateful smile before adding to his statement in hopes of keeping the ball rolling. “Azura Knight. My weapon is Crimson Regret, a high caliber sniper and scythe combination and my semblance is illusions. Unfortunately not so useful unless there is a pilot inside out mechanical device, but Cecil should be able to make up for that with his ice.” As soon as some one else spoke up, Azura would take advantage of the distraction to lean towards Cecil and whisper softly in his ear. “Don't let her get to you. She isn't worth it.” She couldn't help but shiver a bit. It was much colder standing next to him while he had his semblance active.
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The brunett was honestly relieved to see that she was not the only one ready to tackle Scylla to the ground and pummel her into oblivion. She was hot headed and it usually wasn't hard to set her temper off. In a sense she was like a dormant volcano, sweet and full of humor one moment, but even the slightest of wrong moves could set her off and cause a massive explosion. It was something she was very much aware of, but didn't have much control over all the same, so she ended up in trouble over it quite often. Afterwards she was usually told she was overreacting. So while some people were put off by Cecil drawing his weapon, Azura included, it sent a wave of reassurance through Ridley. Odd maybe, but it was nice to not be the only one on the verge of exploding for once. The moment was brief, then passed by quickly as Azura prepared to intervene if need be and Adam set to work as keeper of the peace with a distraction.
She might not say it, but she was grateful for it. Fighting each other would only waste their energy and inhibit them in their endeavors to come. Yet, Ridley hadn't known how much more lip she could take from Scylla before doing something she knew she would come to regret. The distraction was both needed and appreciated. Her golden gaze fell upon Adam first, listening as he explained both his fighting style and his semblance. Her gaze trailed to Azura as she explained both hers and Cecil's, and then it seemed it was her turn. Reaching to her hip where the singular blade to her dual weapon was sheathed, she pulled it out, twirling it in her hand for a moment before transforming it into its pistol form. "Usually I carry dual pair," She started, shifting the pistol back into a sword before sheathing it at her hip once more. "But it's just the one for today. One of the bandits stole the other at the last encounter." She explained, letting out a small sigh. She was still determined to get it back from him, rather than have a blacksmith wield her a new one.
Ridley had to fight the urge to reach up and brush her fingers over the scars on her torso when she spoke about her semblance. It was out of habit, as the pain that had caused those scars was one of the most immense she had felt in her life and was usually what she concentrated on when using her ability. Usually by touching on them, as actually feeling them made it much more real and easy to focus on. However, her past was something no one here new about and now was definitely not the time to get into anyone's back story. Instead she reached up, running her fingers through her dark strands as she spoke. "As for my semblance... I can... in a sense... hack into one's nervous system and cause them to feel pain. Though, only pain that I have felt myself and there is no real damage. It's all in their head."She explained, her eyes lingering on Adam and any of his teammates that might be listening to try and gauge their reaction. Cecil and Azura already knew about her semblance and had grown accustomed to it seeing as they were her teammates. However, some people had a tendency to be put off by her ability. "Once again, not particularly useful against any sort of mech, unless there is someone controlling it from the inside."
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Cecil couldn't help but listen as it seemed his own quiet anger was quick to stir the others. He exhaled a small, and visible sigh as Adam tried to help brush off what Scylla said, listening to him speak before coming up with a good plan. Cecil slowly moved a bit closer towards Adam, maybe by a few steps, but it was to help hear what he was talking about when it came to the idea, followed by a show of weapons and his semblance. He was then followed by his teammate Azura, who finally revealed the name of her scythe: Crimson Regret. It was a fairly edgy name in mind for him, but he liked the ring of it as she also continued onto her illusionary semblance before mentioning him. Soon his leader gave her semblance information as it seemed two to possibly three semblances may not be useful against a mech, unless there was a pilot running. "My weapon is an old family heirloom, known simply as a Reiterpallasch. It's been passed down from generation to generation within my family and I have been selected as it's new carrier." He told Adam, holding up his rapier before he transformed it into the short dagger with the barrel revealed. "It's transformation happens at a flick of my wrist, and with a simple swing..." He paused and swung the blade, letting it fully extend back into it's rapier form. "I can transform it more smoothly at will.... as for my semblance..."
He took a pause and stabbed the rapier into the ground to keep it up before he held his hand up towards Adam. "I manipulate the air around me into a full chilling aura... not enough to cause frostbite... but enough to conjure these." He soon closed his hand and summoned up a spear made of ice, the blade just inches from Adam's face before he dismissed the spear with ease. "I can make weapons of pure ice, and unless I dismiss them, I can usually make more." He knew he had more of his semblance than he was letting on, but for now he would remain quiet for now.
α в ¢ ∂ є ƒ g н ι נ к ℓ м η σ ρ q я ѕ т υ ν ω χ у
Semblance: Active, Active, Active|| Weapon: Reiterpallasch(drawn) || Currently Holding: Reiterpallasch and Icicle Cane Post Count: 43 || Missions Done: 2 || Current Mission: None [Cold Blooded Defender]
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
Toryuuku Shinjuku
Ghost_Rios
Black Fire Lord
Quote:
Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2018 1:04 pm
Scylla Tempestxxxxxx. ➥The Rebel
Scylla shook her head and laughed. "You say one thing but clearly, you have no control of your emotions. One of you gets angry and threatens to and I quote hang people? If I heard that correctly. And drawing weapons over words, clearly not enough control. What do you know about respecting the dead anyway? You bury them in the dirt and don't even do the proper ritual. The dirt is understandable if you don't have an ocean to use. But not doing the ritual, even me who hates rules and traditions has enough respect to still perform the ritual. You guys are something and hell I tried but ******** that. I hate being bossy as it is and if you people won't listen at all then I don't see a point in this." She stood up stretching a bit and yawning. She walked over to a rock and sat down with her guitar in hand as she began to strum a little tune. It was now away from the entrance of the mines and while it wasn't clear it seemed like she no longer was going to go in.
Scylla continued playing but she decided to clear it up in case anyone one was confused. "Being serious just isn't my thing and I have no desire to waste my time with this. So you guys have fun and do whatever you are going to do. I'll perform the ritual and then I can go get some sleep. Helping with this would be a drag anyways. Not like I owe the school anything anyways, I'm sure the headmaster will be all mad but who cares about him anyways." Tethys and Lethe approached now coming up to Scylla and spoke. Lethe went first considerably annoyed at something. "Did that guy call us aids? No way we look like aids. We are all part of the same band, what a jerk. And besides, we are just as competent as Scylla when it comes to fighting. We all came from the same place and got the same training and experience."
Tethys only laughed at it all. Clearly, she found the situation to be quite funny. "This is just like you Scylla, I much prefer this to arguing with people. Not everyone grew up on the same island, so clearly there is already a big culture difference. All though I do think they could stand to rein in their anger a bit. After all, Grimm are attracted to such and they could appear right now with the tempers flaring. It is up to you Scylla if you want to help or not. But a mechanical work is not easy to fight, so perhaps they need your help? I think both sides should chill out. Scylla, let's perform the ritual and then you can decide if you want to ditch the mission. Perhaps they'll understand a bit more where you are coming from if they see it." She leaned down and kissed Scylla after she finished speaking. Surprising Scylla quite a bit, which was the goal.
Scylla almost jumped from how sudden that happened. She stood up her face a little more red than before. "Tethys, did you have to do that in front of a crowd? Anyways, as usual, you tend to have the voice of reason here. Well, guess we'll just perform it a second time if needed. Alright, girls lets go. I'll perform the male voice and the instruments myself. You girls cover the female voices and anything else." They drew a circle in the dirt with odd symbols in the middle. Then Tethys planted some sticks in certain spots in the circle. While Lethe wrapped some oil soaked cloth around the top and lit them on fire. Then all three of them went to opposite sides forming a triangle. There they did a dance while they sang and played music. The dance was not long only a minute and a half, but once they ended they all put their hands together and spoke the same thing. "May the souls of the dead pass on to the next plane." And with that the fire seemed to go out and the ritual complete.
Adam took in what Azura said committing her weapons and ability to memory. "So, you long distance and up close and personal, huh? That's smooth with me. How exactly do your illusions work? Can we all see them, the specific person and is there a requirement that needs to be met like mine?" he asked. "And that's a lit a** name for a weapon. Even if it sounds like a villain from a cheesy superhero movie." he nudged her with his elbow in jest. He was still trying to break tension. He normally didn't try to be funny, but tension in the beginning of meeting each other was a recipe for disaster. He felt a chill go up his spine and goosebumps freckle his skin. "Da fuh?" he said as he tried to ignore the cold.
He felt a gaze on him and turned to meet it. It was Ridley. And the reason he felt it wasn't due to malice or ill intent like most hunters and huntresses could sense. It was for a very. Simple. Reason. "Wow. Your eyes are really shiny. They're nice." he said practically hunched over in her face looking at them. And this is where Adam is oblivious to personal space while he's entranced with his fascinations. Anything shiny takes his mind off the topic at hand until he reels himself back in. And that's what happened. "Oop! My bad." he said standing straight and backing up a bit. "If I made you uncomfortable that's on me. I get weird with shiny things." he explained. "Pistols, huh? A girl after my own heart." he said as his stoic face broke into a small smile. "We'll help you get your other one back, square bidness?" he asked. He watched her face as it looked like she was fighting an internal battle for a brief fraction of a second. He could have just imagined it and he decided not to pursue it any further. He listened intently as she explained her semblance. His face remained stoic he he placed his hand on her shoulder. "That's quite the semblance you have there. Being able to turn your hurt on your enemy can make or break a fight. It's an ability we can count on!" he said removing his hand from her shoulder.
Cecil was the next to speak and Adam turned his body to him. Adam eyed the spear as it appeared and quickly disappeared. "Yo, your weapon is a family heirloom?" he asked hoping he used the right word."That's cold!" he exclaimed with no pun intended to Cecils semblance. "The only thing my family passed on to me was my crazy hair." he said trying to make a joke again. Not sure if it was working. "Rei-ter-pallasch?" he asked in syllables trying to pronounce it correctly. "Does it stand for something?" he asked. After Cecil explained everything, Adam understood that random chill he felt.
He turned to his the leader of his team now and heard her out. He made sure everyone was who wasn't performing the ritual was clear from it out of respect for Scylla and her people. Once finished he spoke up. "Scylla, everyone has different ways of respecting their dead. No one way is more right than the other. If we can all understand each other from different walks of life everything will flow smooth like silk. Ya boy just wants to make sure we can all work as a team and do what we need to do. The best way we can honor the dead, in this mans opinion, is brings these clowns to justice." he spoke honestly. "And we can do that if we all work together. This is the best looking team in the whole academy, cuz. Ain't nothin' we can't do." he said. "Could you speak your weapon and semblance for us, Cap?" he asked.
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KnightsRoyal
Alysian Virago
Deadly_Tiger
Ghost_Rios
{OOC:}
Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2018 5:34 pm
Onyxia grabbed her secondary shotgun. Popping out the rounds and putting in lightning dust rounds. She could always fire her regular one, but this was mostly to stun or disrupt the mech. "I guess with it being sharing time... I have dual shotguns that are semi-automatic and a metal riot shield. The shield has a flash charge to stun people." She holstered the second shotgun. "Semblance is I can breach through anything with metal or make holes in metal." She went over to Scylla once more. "Look everyone morns differently. We get back and I’m downing a bottle of whiskey. That’s my ordeal. But your friends... Pointing to the two hanging out behind. "Shouldn’t be here unless they’re assigned here. But remember Scylla, you too need to show others respect."
Azura felt some level of ease as the conversation seemed to move forward. She couldn't help but grin a bit at Adam's comment about her weapons name, though she didn't supply any information to the group of how the weapon got it's name. “I can affect up to three people with my illusions, though the less people and the simpler they are the longer I can maintain them.” She elaborated for Adam. “No requirement.” That didn't mean there weren't weaknesses involved though. She hoped training at beacon will help make her illusions stronger. She watched with curiosity as Adam suddenly became distracted. If Scylla had approached Ridley in the same manor as Adam had, Azura would have likely drawn her weapon, but he seemed to be the most calm person in the group. The way he got up close to her face reminded her of her first interaction with Cecil, who had done something rather similar.
Of course she already knew about Ridley's and Cecil's weapons and semblance so she didn't have a lot to add, though her good mood was somewhat soured by Scylla speaking once more. What sort of team leader came in demanding to boss another team around, and open with insulting them no less, only to immediately quit the mission entirely when the very people she so openly insulted refused to simply get in line and listen to such a rude individual? It was almost surreal to watch as Scylla and the two tag-a-longs talked among themselves. If they were so proficient at fighting, why hadn't they just formed their own team instead of tagging along onto a mission they were not assigned to. Azura was all for sharing culture, but none of this made any sense, and she didn't like it. When the three started their ritual, Azura took the time to ask Adam a question. He seemed to be the least likely to get offended of those on team SODA, since he had by far been the most friendly. “How did someone with such a flippant attitude end up being your team leader?” She asked quietly as not to be overheard by the others. From everything she had experienced so far Adam seemed like a far better choice to lead the team and perhaps hold back the utter rudeness of Scylla. Of everyone here, she was the only one refusing to work with everyone else. For all of her concern about Cecil holding them back, so far it had been Scylla who was doing just that. Even her own teammates seemed to disagree with most of her actions, Onyxia once again pointing out that the two girls who weren't assigned shouldn't be there.
“Well, your semblance will be most valuable against our mysterious mechanical enemy Onyxia. Glad to have you with.” Azura spoke up once the ritual was completed and Onyxia shared her weapons and semblance. “I think we've wasted enough time. The other teams must be way ahead of us, so we had better hurry or we'll miss cutting of the bandits and fail both the mission and our friends. Not to mention missing our change to get Ridley's weapon back.” Wasted time by fighting. She felt sharing their semblances and weapons was a good plan, as it should make them a more effective fighting force and calmed things down a bit, but it was long past time they got moving. It wasn't normally in Azura's personality to try to issue any kind of command, but she feared if she didn't hop in Ridley and Scylla would start fighting again. Adam had asked Scylla to share her abilities, but honestly at this point Azura didn't really care. Given how readily she was going to quit the mission, Azura didn't think they could rely on her to help them anyway.
