Crymson watched Rena, lowering her sword.
"Here, use some of my magic." Crmyson opened one hand, a stream of water flowed off of it and up Rena's leg. Electricity crackled along behind it and several hundred hailstones shot out of her hand and followed the water and electricity. It swirled up Rena's leg and was absorbed.

"Use that wisely, it's very powerful magic. Create a storm for us, one that can not only make things grow, but one that has the power to destroy." A feral light flashed in her eyes.

rena was supprised by the power, she closed her eyes, and tried again. This time the sky above the bandits bacame as dark as night, the wind wrustled strongly, almost knocking them over, a wall of rain poored down, making them fall to the ground. Rena didn't know how, but lighting struck shocking a few who had swords up. Hail fell, some slmost as big as a golf ball. Eventually, the storm fadded, yet the wind stayed at a fast pace.

It was too much magic for the 13 year old to use all at once, she never had dome something like that befor, not even close.

Rena's knees buckled, and she colapesed on the ground, breathing became raged, but she just managed to stay concious...

(should the bandets be dead? I don't want to make myself too powerful, I don't want to over do anyting..)

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(how about a couple maanaged to stay away from the lightning and are still coming for us.)

"Granit, watch over her, make sure she stays conscious." Crymson siad, her voice crackling with built up magic. She released a few bolts of weak flame, that shot forward, crashing through garbage and buildings to burn some of the bandits. Soon they had reached the group.

Granit nodded, and stood between the bandits and Rena..

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(*twitch* I shoudn't have chosen wind, it seems extremely popular *chuckles*)

Laphari nodded towards Shiraso, and the pegasus reared, whinnying shrilly and flailing his hooves. Laphari stepped forward and raised her left hand, a whirlwind of dust arising from the ground, joining the clouds that remained, creating a fierce swirling cloud much like a tornado, though smaller and more selective, as it took out a few of the bandits, while another cloud of dust acted as a cover for the desert dweller, as she stepped forward with her sword to challenge a few who had still made it foward, the dust blinding the bandits.

Shiraso whipped around and bucked at a bandit, sending the man hurling into the air, while the pegasus spun to bit another in the arm, crowding him with his shoulder and knocking the man to the ground.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Crymson leaped into the fray, her sowrd flashing with fire and blood. Whirling around at seemingly random times she dodged many blows and managed to hamstring a few of the bandits, forcing them to their knees and promptly decapitating them. Rushing a very tall one she dove under his legs, slicing her sword up and leaping to her feet on the otherside of him.

Mirima waited patiently for the right moment, then in an instant became invisible. Running full-tilt towards the last remaining bandits, she thrust her sword deeply between the ribs of the first, then twirled to slash another across the throat. The third bandit, terrified as his friends succumbed to some unknown terror, fled for his life.

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

(Did I step outta this one?..... *isn't sure*lol)

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Madoc runs back to the group, his maw and fur bloodied from the fight. "i need to wash this off... or ill attract something worse than bandits..."

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"I have a bad Feeling about this"

Mirima wiped her blade before returning to the others and becoming visible again. "Are they all gone?"

(Luin, you are still in if you like. Do you need an update by PM?)

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

Kith saw the growing stormcloud over head. It began to rain and hail. He added some of his lighting, to aid the magic that was alredy there. As the fist bandit attacked him, he plunged a dager into his stoach. Pulling away quickly, he ducked just in time to avoid another man's blow. He came up and sliced the man from groin to throat. Kiowa was behind him, clawing and snapping at the bandits, hoding some of them at bay. Another man flung himself at Kith, and Kith instantly flung lighting at him. The bolt hit him in the chest and killed him, but the man's forward motion was not stopped. He landed on top of Kith, his sword slicing the muscle in his left arm. The wait of the large man pinned him down, until Kiowa picked him up anf flung him at the one of the bandits. The last few fled for thier lives. Kith sat up, and inspected his injury. The sword had bit deep, and now that arm was almost useless. He gasped in pain as he bound it tight.

Rena tried to get up again, trying to be strong, but with no anvil, colapsed on the ground. She grabbed her head, that was throbbing. "I've never welded so much power. I've never used so much magic..." she cept mumbling. She tried to stand once again. The throbbing in her head worsened, she almost fell, but Granit caught her with her back...

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Kith stared at the young girl, but didn't move. "You should help her" Kiowa said quietly. Kith glared and answered. "Nobody in this world has helped me. Why should I do anything to help them?" Kiowa shook her head. "One good deed leads to another. If you begin the cycle, it will come back to you." Kith laughed quietly. "I've tried that before, my friend. It didn't work. I have the scars to prove it." The griffin sighed and hung her head. His previous life was over. When would he realize that not all people were the same?

During the battle Sorcha had stood back and let the others fight. Although she didn't want to admit it, she had been somewhat frightened. She watched in amazement as a storm developed, attacked at the bandits, then dissapeared. Sorcha saw Rena collapse against her mount. She ran over to her and knelt down. "What's the matter?" she asked, getting her water skin to give Rena a drink.

After disposing of a few more bandits, Laphari turned swiftly when Shiraso nudged her. "What is it? Can't you even wait till I'm done?"

"But milady, you will not be done until you do whatever you can... " The wisened pegasus replied, as he gave a toss of his head towards Kith.

"And what do you expect me to do, hmm?" She paused for a moment, glancing closer at Kith with narrowed eyes, her dark lashes shadowing the icy blue gaze. It was then she noticed the stain of crimson and muttered towards the pegasus, "You don't make my job easy, do you? What are you, my manager or something?"

"Quiet, milady, was it not spoken to you that you should accept your task without complaint?" No longer was there a jesting tone in Shiraso's words, but he was serious, his heightened composure backing his words.

"Very well, very well..." she mumbled. Laphari stepped timidly towards Kith, her features ever hidden by the silken white robes, though blood of the enemy stained its surface. Glancing at him for a moment, she spoke in a brief manner "You are wounded, sir, and in such a journey it would not be wise to let it be for long, let me assist you..." Without waiting for further response, she took hold of his wrist and held his arm up slightly, putting her other hand over the wound, speaking in a quiet tone.

"Lortek sho neh tulleika.... surodonna" Her words faded to a whisper, and she released his arm, the wound healed and leaving only a slight scar. With that, she stepped back and bowed with an elegant sweep of her hand, waiting for no word as she stepped towards Rena.

"Do you need help? I can offer you some strength, but it is not in my power to give much.... it would be enough to help you to your feet more steadily, however." Her tone was now calm and gentle, as though a switch had been flipped.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Sorcha looked up as Laphari stepped forward. After seeing what the woman had done for Kith, Sorcha knew Laphari would be able to help Rena more than she could, even with her skills in healing. Sorca stood up and moved back a step.