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Zane was now in his human form, walking in a confused, sleepwalk-like haze, his sword dragging on the floor. He looked like a lost ghost, except he was solid, not a cloud of mass, and he was on the floor, not hovering above it. He neared an area of the forest with three others, a man and two women. To his surprise he noticed one of the women as the only princess still living. The surprise did not show on his face, and he remained the look of a lost ghost as he slowed to a stop while in plain view of the others. He first thought to prepare to defend an attack from the princess, but he saw she was injured. The other two wouldn't attack him for they had never seen him before. Zane waited for a response from the others, the look of lost sorrow still upon his face despite the many thoughts in his head.

"Your hear to protect someone..hmm? His face grows stone-like. "I can sence it in you. I have no reason to help you, that is true and I understand your distrust. But I sense deep rooted darkness within this forest...Somthing I don't sense in the two of you." His eyes glow brighter. "Call it a gift... blood is being shed. I cannot stress that enough, now please, come." He stops and looks around. then ignores whatever distracted him, and gestures for the two to follow.

Aurora slowly lowered her weapon. She figured that he had seen her sister and looked back at the girl after hearing her response. "Your after someone from Devil's Peak? What is your name?" she questioned. "And, good sir, what is your name?" She took a couple steps towards the man when she sensed somebody familiar.

Aurora stopped and turned around on the spot. Her eyes landed on the form of a boy not far away but in plain view. Looking at him she began to feel something animal like about him. Then it hit her, that feeling she got from the ladybug in the gallery just earlier was the same vibe she was reciveing from this boy. "Wait," she said signaling the man and girl to stop with a wave of her hand. "Over there, that boy, he is familar," She said trying to remember if all the other forms of animals that she saw were connected to him.

He looks at both of the women and sighs lightly. "My name is Dorian and I know nothing of Devil's peak... or this place for instance... He stops and follows Aurora's line of sight leading him to the young man. Unease fulls him but he keeps a stern face.

((It seems so.))

((yes, she is dead. I dont see a point in keeping her alive anyways...))

Again, his mind went through options. 'Should I just pass through and expect them to attack?' Zane thought. 'No, to risky. Should I just turn and leave? No, I'd be taking up a chance. Maybe one of my friends could give advice?' Zane always took three animals with him when he went assassinating. They never waited with him, but they were always nearby and quick to come when he called. The first of the three was Felnia, a black cat with a bubbly and kind personality. Felnia was the most cunning of all three, and she was a master at eluding others, especially humans. The second was Ruby, a pheonix. Ruby was a passionate bird and a loyal fighter. She was useful if Zane was outnumbered. Ruby had an immense memory, so she could always help Zane find his way around. The third of the three was Croator, a wolf that was abnormally larged and abnormally silver colored. His fur seemed to spike. Croator had a predator spirit, that was obvious. Any time he needed advice on how to take his pray, Croator was the one to help. Zane thought again about whether or not to call one of his friends, and he decided to save their help for later. Zane walked right up to the princess, who was standing in an akwardly defensive stance because of her injury. "Dear Princess, who's name will soon not matter. I would introduce myself to you, but I frankly don't care much for introductions." Zane's speech was very sophisticated and charming, like a gentleman. This greatly conflicted with his young and poor appearence. "I am so sorry about your sister. I suppose she was too young to know her importance. I suspect the wolves treated her nicely." A cruel smile played upon Zane's lips, part of his con to get the princesses emotions out, for anyone overwhelmed with emotion was always an easier prey.

((I feel so heartless as the bad guy. OH WELL!))

Aurelia didn't wait for Aurora to respond. She leapt at Zane, swinging the b*****d sword inexpertly. She would be lucky to hit him, but did not care. Here was someone who had attacked a princess of Rideron. Which meant that he was probably an agent of those who had torn her homeland apart. Nothing else mattered to her except for her revenge. She could not see the rest of the forest, everything other than the sickly looking boy was blotted out by a sheer fury that did not belong in her diminuitive frame at all.

Dorian watches the young man, Scaning him from head to toe. Suddenly Aurelia lunges at the man. Dorian stands his ground and closes his eyes. His face has a calm over it as he slowly opens them revealing a black void within. "I feel so much sin, hate,....greed....But he is not the source." He thinks to himself.