Pasha had no idea in which direction he was supposed to aim the water, nor had he figured out just how he was going to manifest it.
Time was running out, he needed to do something quickly! The pain drifted back and forth inside him, his body shook even harder than before.
(Trust me, I'm going somewhere with this, just bear with)
(Since I feel like I know what you’re waiting for, I’m gonna serve it, I’m not completely sure though XD)
The shadowy figure’s turning head suddenly stopped and what moved was his hand. He had found where the Pisces was. His palm faced the knight as it started releasing a wave of flames; blue flames to be exact, scorching its way towards the Pisces without stopping or slowing down along the way. It was moving slower than regular flames though.
Everything froze inside Pasha's mind and body when he saw the flames coming towards him. It was like he had forgotten everything he was going to do, and his feet were glued to the spot. His fingers went limp, and the badge in his hands fell to the ground. He was unaware that his armor was forming around him. As soon as the helm was complete, something snapped. An explosion shattered his chest and heavy streams of water began racing towards the flames, and the figure himself. The feeling of a current flowing though Pasha'a veins sparked a new sense of life.
The fiery figure was in shock when the water stream came towards him, blinding him somewhat.
“Perfect!!” The Scorpio was released and landed on his tail, slashing the fiery figure’s legs and arms because wrapping the figure’s body around his tail and throwing the figure out.
“Libra!!” Matthew shouted from where he was when the figure was thrown out of the woods.
Can I stop now? This hurts…
Pasha's body began to weaken as he tried to take control of the water. He tried to reach out to it, grasping the atoms within the slight connection between them, but he couldn't feel the bond and so couldn't make it stop. While his body was in heaven, his mind was spiraling into hell as confusion and worry consumed his thoughts. All he could feel was water, all he could see was water.
The Libra raised her arms in the air, a few swirling dragons following the motion before spinning and looping around the armored figure. She took a deep breath to keep her concentration as she saw the man struggle and attempt to burn away her attack. Even if that meant ignoring Pisces to her left. Lata could feel tension radiating off of him though. She might be in a similar condition had she remembered to leave behind the crystal still around her neck beneath her armor. It was only reliable to assist for a few extra minutes when magic was in use however. It also could not stop the feeling of her magic slowly flowing out into the snaking dragons holding their victim captive. This was only the second time using them of course.
(Apologies, this week is going to be very busy and I may not get much time to reply. I will also be gone most of the weekend.)
(Bump)
(Le bump?)
(EEEEEEEEP! AH!! SORRY!!)
The male figure was on the ground, now not moving anymore. He was still alive though as he was still breathing but perhaps his energy was all gone.
Tucana and the Scorpio came back from the burnt forest. As they got out, the fires that were burning the trees faded away.
Tucana knelt down and tied the man’s hands together.
He touched his earpiece.
“Tucana speaking, is Steven online?” The bird constellation asked, getting a response.
“The mountain of burnt trees… yeah…” the bird answered to the other man’s response.
Another figure was coming down from the skies…
Pasha could hear other voices, those that he recognised, but for some reason every sound around him was muffled. Almost as if water was clogging his ears. You need to calm down, that is the only way to stop this feeling.
Easier said than done…
The water ceased to flow from Pasha, but his body still shook, his chest was still heavy. He took a deep, painful breath, and tried to act normal. He noticed the figure coming down towards them and glanced in Tucana's direction. "Who is that?" he wheezed. Even talking hurt his chest.
Lata let her energy fall away. It was a relief that she didn't feel the air rush out of her from exhaustion this time. Glancing over at Pisces, she frowned, noticing how weak he seemed. His aura confirmed it as well. She considered handing him the crystal she currently had around her neck, but hesitated. It was the thing she treasured the most. Not for it's purpose, but for the importance behind it. About to speak, she looked over in the direction the other knight was staring in. Holding her tongue, she prepared to summon the energy dragons again to defend the group. She hoped it was one of the other Silverwings. Hell, Azure would be nice to see as well. Especially since she needed to have a few words with him.
“A fellow Silverwing, he goes by two names; his real name, Steven, or—“ the figure who was soaring down picked up the unconscious body of the flame user without touching the ground, locking the man in a blue orb “—the Scavenger…” Tucana answered as he looked at the man who just took off again.
His actions were too quick to see how he looked like, the bittersweet scent of lemon was the only thing left behind.
“There’s one still on the run” The Scorpio brought up, staring down at the lower grounds.
“The lady in white who uses ice magic, where could she be?”
(is not sure how to respond…)
(Sorry! I've been so so busy, but I'm back long enough to reply)
Lata narrowed her eyes at the retreating form, but let her magic fall away again. She turned to the Scorpio knight and shrugged. "I wish I could tell you," she replied. The girl looked over at Pisces once again. "Are you going to be okay?" she asked hesitantly. Inside, Lata knew that the fatigue was deep within the boy's body. If he planned on doing anything soon, then he would need something to keep him going, if just enough to return to the castle. No matter the reply, Lata felt a tug at her soul.
He needs the crystal.
But if he doesn't return it, he'll have quite the reason to feel tired.
"I'll be fine, thank you." Pasha lied with a gentle smile. He didn't want this woman worrying about his well-being. Who was she again? All Pasha really needed was to just sit down and he would be right as rain. If rain came in the form of confusion and chest pain. He wouldn't admit it, but he may have underestimated the power of the Pisces knight. Himself.
Pasha turned his attention over to the Scorpio knight with a firm frown. "There's still one more left? I thought it was only that man who was up here."
"Up here, it was just him," Lata started, pulling out the photo of her target. "However, this woman is still on the loose, causing harm to innocent people," she explained as she handed the photo to Pisces. The Libra wasn't entirely convinced of the man's reply, but let it drop. No need to push for things that she didn't absolutely need to know. Sighing, Lata removed her helm, only to run her fingers through her hair in thought, glaring in the distance.
(fricking Saint Seiya's , can I join?)
(I thought this died XD)
(No! I was in the process of writing out a response.)
(bump)
Pasha examined the photo that was given to him, she was certainly a fierce looking woman, but he shook his head regretfully. "I've never seen this woman before, but if she has something to do with this then wouldn't it be in our best interests to be going after her?" He held the picture back back to the knight, his eyes widening a little when he saw her constellation emblem. "Are you the Libra knight by any chance?"
Lata nodded. "Yes, I am," she replied. "I was going on my assigned mission until Scorpio and I had seen the flames from afar," she continued. She felt a bit irritated at the question due to the fact she went out of her way to assist in someone else's endeavor. The girl let it drop however as she would be making her way around the kingdom searching for the second person at large. It was also nice to put a face to the Pisces symbol now.
(Imma try and insert myself again…This is what I get for having a busy life.)
Cat, had slipped away from the kingdom and into the forest to try and clear her head. Plag was sleeping comfortably in her hood, as she walked through the trees. She had both bows with her, as well as her full quiver of arrows. She was thinking about what had happened over the last few days. And it hadn't been just here, she'd noticed some things off back at her home as well. Maybe it was for the best if she just went back home and let the people trained to handle things like this, handle this.