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"Huh...?" The tree didn't even realize what had happened, "Wha-urk!" Well now it did. As West stood triumphantly above the fallen tree, he had several moments to bask in the glory that is OHKO. The the tree turned over and puked on his shoes. Luckily, there was something amidst the goo and bile that looked distinctly like loot.

HP: 0
HP: LOOT

"... Impressionante," Malodore said, appreciatively. The blowback hadn't seemed that terrible - or maybe the avarice demon's sheer rage shielded him from the worst of the damage. either way, it let its hand fall away from the bell. Seemed this wouldn't yet be needed!

Riley stared down at Israfel, eyes blank in sheer confusion. She knew he was talking to her, she just.. had.. no idea what he was saying. At all.

So she chose the safest answer she could think of.

..Yes.

All right... it was getting boring (and a bit cold) flying around up here. Also, from what he could see, none of the trees had really done a whole lot of damage and the people fighting them had gotten loot. Which seemed like a lot more fun than scouting, since being up here wasn't going to do any good - unless he decided to fly off on his own and leave the group. Mm... no thanks. He wanted those bell-ringers around in case something nastier than trees showed up.

Coming in to land again, the lightning dragon huffed softly. "It's gonna take a while to get out of here," he muttered. They really needed to get moving and stop messing around with the trees... unless more of them had cider. That might be worth it... just maybe.

"YAY! CIDER FAIRY!" Israfel whooped as his feathers fluffed out, taking a bit of time to rid himself of the snow that had fallen onto him. Hopping over to Riley, Israfel fished around his jacked, looking for something. The toterror on his head sat and threw a tiny snowball at Riley in the mean time.
"YUS!" He found it. Leaning against Riley he whispered silently into her ear, mindful to not let anyone else hear him. "Ah has mur cidah. Jus in case."

Giggling he stepped back, handing her a feather from inside his coat. "For you purpel cidah farie!"

Riley could feel Jericho shifting underneath her, and she clung for a moment so as not to fall off, while Night spoke up to her. It was hard not to feel a little gallant when you're sitting on top of a dragon.

Of course. Really, I think we're all just going to end up sticking together after all.. but if we do split up, then yes. It's nice to meet you Night, I'm Riley, and this, She patted the dragon underneath her legs, -is Jericho.

But the black cat was right, after all. They did seem like a strong group. Riley felt more comfortable about their journey - really, their car seemed like it had some of the more capable students for a fight after all. West's tree-mess alone had proved that, not to mention the other two felled trees before him. There was nothing to worry about - for them. Sandy Claws, on the other hand.. should be shitting his big red pants.

When Israfel leaned in to whisper something to Riley, she bent down as low as she could to offer her ear. The information given to her was of interest, after all - though Maladore seemed against drinking, she thought a few sips of cider might take away the chill in the air. If she was going to head up with Jericho to scout again, she would appreciate it.

She reached out, plucking the feather from Israfel's hand, and stuck it in her tentacles. One of them curled around it possessively. Had he just called her.. a faerie?

Thanks. She sounded a little confused, but hey. He had the liquor, and he seemed willing to share. You can't argue with that logic.

By now Cyrilla's head was on a swivel, trying to keep up with everything that was going on around her. Some red dragon and ... a purple girl were flying around, more trees were appearing and... it was just chaotic. A mess of students and trees.

The Colchian watched as the other two dragon's landed, and she moved closer into the group, as frustrated and confused as she was with the entire situation, there certainly was safety in numbers.

Though, it was admittedly amusing to see one of the dragons go over to the siren and give him whatfor over calling the purple woman a cider fairy.