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When his conversations with the others had ended, Valter just stared off into oblivion, just allowing random thoughts to float into his head. Hardly three minutes had passed when he was startled out of his thoughts by a strange new face. The raven girl's seemingly sudden appearance made the wyvern knight jump, but quickly regained his composure.
"Who are you?!" He asked quickly, voice slightly faster than usual.

Ninian smiled at Roy, just a small smile but a smile nonetheless, the phrase 'I'm so glad you're alive' coming to mind. At first, she had wanted to avoid the man who was her son because he reminded her of his father, but now . . . now she realized how foolish that idea was. Roy had done nothing wrong, and Ninian knew that he would keep his word.

"If something does happen, don't leave my side Ninian. I'll protect you."

Don't leave my side. . . . So many ages ago, Eliwood had said those very same words to her.

"I know you will," she whispered.

The deliberation continued with no one seeming to know what was going on. Hearing her name mentioned, she focused on the conversation.

"It's true," she cut in as a laguz she didn't know spoke of her. "I have the ability to sense impending danger, but I don't have the power to do anything about it. Unlike my brother Nils, my power causes me both physical and emotional pain, resulting in headaches that get worse depending on how bad the danger is. I'll be alright, really."

"Lady Ninian..." Canas said, catching her attention as he bowed elegantly. "I trust that you are doing well with Lord Eliwood? Yes?"

She forced herself to ignore the stabbing pain that came with Eliwood's name, doing her best not to let it show on her face. "I . . . I was, yes, before I came here," she managed, hoping the sudden wave of panic hadn't shown in her eyes.

And then--WHAM. Someone may as well have dropped FEFGA's house on her, her headache was suddenly that bad. She froze, unable to hear what Roy was saying.

What--?

The last time she'd felt like this, the sword called Durandal had been pointed at her. Just as suddenly as it had come, the pain vanished. She straightened, a combination of the dull throbbing and many sleepless nights blurring her vision.

"Something . . . something's coming!" she cried, panic coloring her voice. "Something bad!"

No . . . not again. . . . Haven't we gone through enough?

Leon was ready to take down the threat that he was given a message about! He had his poleaxe, his javelin, an elixir strapped to his belt, his cape in the right position, and his little notebook to keep record of his tactics... not like he was tactical, so more like his victory. Just one Druid. He could take them.

The problem was... he was a long way from FEFGA's house, and he'd just sent yet another messenger to Leena to send his steed, Anri his way. Oh well, not that a little walk would hurt. Besides, he was secretly patrolling the streets while on his way to the suspicious call. Up ahead, there was a crowd of sorts gathering... "What're they doin'?" he asked no one. He was too far away to be noticed yet.

However... he did see something they probably didn't. A shadow moved...

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Further up ahead, Sue could definitely feel something on its way there. She couldn't fight the instincts she had, and gripped her Killing Edge she carried rather tightly and never let go. There was darkness on its way, more darkness. It wasn't strong, but numerous.

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Leena looked up when a messenger dropped her off a letter in the Watch's Recordkeeper stationary. She knew that it could only be one person. "Leon." She muttered as she looked at the message, asking her to release Anri to find him immediately. He was outside Fefgas, don't come. "He's gonna be in danger again..." she muttered.

She looked into Anri's eyes and patted the steed's nose. "You take care of Leon, Anri. I know you will."

Feeding the horse a sugar cube, the Jewelry vendor released the horse. "Go find your master now." She told him.

With a cheerful whinny, almost like a "See you later!", Anri took off.

Canas Noticed that Ninian was having one of her spells.

Danger Comes...

He saw it. The fight against Nergal all over. The dragon girl Ninian, and the boy Nils, with their power to sense danger. He opened a book that looked extremely old and was titled in an ancient language, "Gespenst". It was the Elder Tome that few had ever mastered, let alone find. He bent down in a defensive manner, bringing his arm up, prepared to give the Incantation at a moments notice.

"Oh how I wish things never came to such measures," He said in a sad tone.

Then He heard Nino's scream.

He bolted forward, to sheild her. An unrenounced desperation filled his eyes as he gave the Incantation.

"Thou, who art darker than twilight,
Thou, redder than crimson blood that flows,
I invoke the great name of you, buried within the stream of time.
Here, I swear an oath and pledge myself to the darkness.
To all these fools who stand before us in challenge,
let us grant them complete and total annihilation
by the power both you and I possess! Gespenst!"


He launched the Spell. Dark lightning fell, and spots in the air began to form. It was as if the air itself bled black in the darkness he had cast upon the Morphs.

"Morphs! Hundreds of them! Get ready for battle!"

Those were all the words Leon needed to draw his poleaxe from his belt, getting ready in his unmounted stance to fight. "Miss, I'm here to help ya! I'm parta the Eyris Watch!" The Lieutenant shouted to Nino over the noise and panic as he stood beside her. "I ain't gonna let anythin' happen to this town's civil'ins... lemme fight beside ya with m'axe 'ere!"

Sue recognized the Watchman... she'd seen him before in her ordeals of Eyris's abandoned parts of town. Didn't the man have a horse before? That didn't matter. He was another ally.

Gripping her killing edge, she stabbed a Morph between the eyes that was just coming out of the bushes. "They're starting to hide themselves... everyone... be careful." the nomad warned. "We might be surrounded."

"Surrounded?" Leon echoed. "It ain't a prob'm for me!" He exclaimed, preparing for a frontal onslaught alongside Nino and Canas.

Rejuvenated by Ninian's dance, Nino was able to cast spells twice as fast as before. She gave Ninian a grateful smile. Just like the old days, she thought.

She was more comfortable in battle than she imagined she would be since it had been so long. Maybe it was because she was surrounded by her friends...

Immediately after being suprised by Annis, Valter heard something even more startling. Ninian's warning echoed through his ears, and spun on his heels to see what was happening- and not a moment too soon. The wyvern knight noticed something... a thin, fast moving object; and it was coming straight at him!

Valter's vast experience in the ways of war had honed hiss reflexes to a razor sharp edge, but even he was barely able to react in time to dodge the deadly missile. He felt the arrow move through the air right next to his ear, almost slicing a chunk out of it. If he had reacted a split second later, he would have had an arrow where his eye should have been.

Alarmed, he did a 180 degree turn and started sprinting toward his mount. Before he jumped on, however, he noticed something contrasting the usual blue of Kain's scales... A concerned look crossed the warrior's face, and he leaned in quickly to take a closer look. To his horror, he found an arrow protruding from his wyvern's chest. "Kain!", he roared. "D-damn it! Stay here! I... I'm going to kill them!!" (By this time, Valter had heard Nino's warning)

Valter sprinted off in the direction the arrow had come from, the blood lust more powerful than ever before. Nobody hurt his mount and lived. Nobody. The enraged warrior rushed toward the nearest Morph, thrusting his lance through the unfortunate puppet's skull before it could even blink. Tearing his weapon out of the corpse, he immediately whipped another Morph across the chest with the sharp end of his spear, the force of the impact shattering the wooden shaft. Valter quickly drew his silver lance, readying himself to kill anything else that got in his way.