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Dervire stood up and took off running for the temple before the fliers had a chance to start off. His ears pinned back as he remained focused. From above he glanced the large form of Martyr being carried. "Shoulda asked for a lift." He panted to himself as he hopped over a obstacle and continued his run. Well... at least he could track Martyrs progress to the temple. Even when his limbs began to burn in protest and his throat felt dry from the deep breaths he was taking, Dervire continued to push himself to arrive as quickly as he could. Not enough of the followers seemed interested in actually caring for their Goddess for him to feel comfortable not getting there as fast as he could. When Dervire actually made it to the temple, he nearly tripped over his own feet slowing down. He was exhausted and trembling as he made his way to where his Goddess had been lain down. "Just..second..." He panted as he leaned forwards and held his knees. "Kay...I need some bandages and...something to cover the eye." He said after he caught his breath back.

Snakebite was helpful. More helpful then she was used to. She was even careful when she set down her hold on martyr. her tail arched over her shoulder and hissed into her ear. "Hmmm." Patrol wouldn't be the same for Snakebite without Jagger at her side, and she didn't know other followers enough to go knocking on doors. The hexbeast turned towards the alter and sauntered over to it. "Prayer I can do, and it's likely less likely for me to inspire any bad luck to happen this way." Her tail hissed as she dropped down to her knees, and then bowed forwards to press her forehead to the floor. Snakebite closed her eyes and began to pray silently in her bowed state.

Caitiff and Andalae both began their journey back towards the temple. Andalae discarded all but one of the enemies daggers in her interest of keeping her load light for the rush back to the temple. Dervire left them in the dust almost instantly, and Andalae began to pull on her fathers sleeve. "Hurry up. They may need us." She insisted. Caitiff made a scowling face as he tried to hurry up. The two stragglers would arrive after the rest. Weary from the return but no less determined to help. Andalae looked around, then nodded her head. "I will go find others to come help." She determined. Caitiff however approached where Martyr laid. "Better location. I can help tend wounds now. I will go get water." He stated before hurrying off to get some hot water and bandages.

Cearo arrived a bit out of breath. She stopped before the entrance of the shrine to catch her breath then quickly strode in. "Getting a hold of the Defender if possible would be a good idea..." She commented then looked over to Caitiff and Andale. "Do you guys still have those daggers and pieces of... a mask?" She figured they would help gain the Defender's aid, and perhaps even his followers. Any leverage is good. Proof even better.

Icarus helped the others gently place their Goddess down before stepping back to give Deviere and Caitiff room to work. He looked around at the small group of followers and scratched his neck idly. "...I could have sworn there were more of us?" Certainly their Goddess must have a larger following than this. Regardless the numbers, they would certainly have to work a lot harder in a fight against Venezia's followers. They had no allies save for the Defender and he doubted they would ever call upon the other Cursed. Bah. Who would need them anyways?

Andalae paused before going out to find others to come and tend to Martyr. Turning to Cearo she held up the one dagger she had carried back with her. "I only brought back one. I thought it was all that would be needed." She stated as she offered the weapon to the other. Caitiff dug about in his pockets and brought out the shards of what he supposed may have been a mask. he looked at the white lined pieces a moment before offering them to Cearo as well. "I had thought that if the Goddess had no use for them I might sharpen the tips.Then use them to inflict pain on those who claim loyalty to the one who attacked our Goddess. If you can think of a better use then please take them." He offered without hesitation.

Snakebite did not move from her prostration on the floor. Her tail reared up though and turned to peer at Yanamari. Flicking it's little forked tail at her, it turned around to inspect Morgana next. It was only when Jagger arrived and joined Snakebite that the serpent headed tail settled down. Coiling slightly, it reached out to 'lovingly' bite Jaggers shoulder while he joined the prayer.

Dervire knelt by Martyr and was quiet as he checked the wound for any additional damage or changes that may have been the result of the flight. He pulled the hot water over that Caitiff had brought before being distracted. He rolled his shoulders and waved at Beomia. "I want more bandages, gauze, and some disinfectant. Ah..some stitching thread and a needle would be good. We need to get those wings stitched up before the wounds start to heal with rents in them." He instructed her before scowling lightly and placing his fingers gently around the blade in Martyrs eye. "Whats that thing Ryubix made?" He added as he lightly gripped the dagger and began to very gently pull on it.

Medeia listened to all of their input, and nodded at Cearo's words. "That would be good. Whatever we can use to show him someone hurt her should spur him to action, should I find him. If not, I hope to bring a few followers back with me." She watched as Caitiff and Andalae turned over the items to Cearo, and assuming Cearo passed them over to her to take to Defender, would take them before leaving.

(I'll post in defender's shrine and see if I can attract the rare Sky, I suppose if people have defender followers they could answer in there if they want? >3)

Yanamari peered at snakebite's tail with interest, as it distracted her momentarily from watching the other goings-on. She smirked a little, her mind as usual pondering all sorts of things she could do with that thing, before looking back to Martyr.

Jagger lowered himself next to Snakebite, and smiled a bit at her snake tail's normal show of affection before joining her in the prayer.

Cearo indeed gave the items over to Medeia. After the other had left Cearo decided to go patrol along with the others who had left to do so. "Sister, I leave overlooking mother's care to you." She nodded before quickly heading outside of the shrine. It wasn't long before Medeia's efforts proved themselves fruitful and Cearo spotted the Defender making his way in haste. She had never really saw the God before and he was a sight to behold. It was a bit of a relief to see him actually. They did have at least one ally.

Icarus decided praying wasn't his thing. Instead he went off to go see what followers he could pry from the woodwork. "...They better have a good reason."

Snakebite remained steadily in her state of prayer. Even when Defender became present. Her tail's snake head lifted up and flicked it's tongue at the enraged God. Slowly Snake pushed herself up from her prostration and peered at the angry winged one. At the mention of weapons she looked at her tail, then reached out to stroke Jaggers head. "Are we preparing to fend off an attack or launch one?" She asked curiously, then blinked as Martyr spoke. She shifted about to stare at her Goddess while waiting to see what the werecat would do.

Caitiff and Andalae took a moment to whisper between each other. Defenders presence stilled their tongues and both quiet pockettu seemed to slink back towards a corner to get out of sight, and possible tail lashing range.

Dervire felt sweat prickling under his fur as he moved with such caution and care. Defenders sudden appearance in the temple did not help his nervousness in the least! Ryubix holding Martyrs head as a bigger help then what it may have seemed to be. Still, he kept himself together. He gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the dagger. "As you wish." He replied. He wasn't going to question her command, but he wasn't going to be reckless either. Dervire attempted to match the angle of entry as he pulled firmly on the blade. he grimaced as his cats ears heard bone and metal scraping. The moment it was out though, he dropped it to the ground and snatched wildly for some gauze to press to the wounded eye.

Medeia, kneeling in front of Defender's throne, soon felt the presence of the god near the realm. She felt his anger. His rage. She nodded at her job being complete, for now...and scooped up the items she'd brought, before turning to leave his shrine. Before heading back to Martyr's shrine, she sought out her daughter and grandson, and any others she could, as they surely knew their god's will as he spoke it, to help the Martyr.

When Defender had arrived, Yanamari stared at him in rapt attention. She had never seen him before, only knew of him. He looked like he had suffered greatly....what a pairing for their goddess. She found herself wondering what he had gone through to earn all of those beautiful scars...she wanted so badly to ask, but kept back for now as he spoke to his lady and of his intent to bring justice to her.

Jagger looked up as Defender arrived and tilted his head with a grin. Oh wasn't he the interesting one... speaking of Justice for Martyr. He saw the quiet softness towards the dragoness, but he felt himself wanting to be there when the winged God when he 'served' said Justice. He shivered at the thought of it, while leaning into Snakebites petting of his hair.