"I guess I'll have to protect this shitty school." Arowen was about to summon her familiar, and then she gaped. His weapon… what was it? A sword? A man? A… what? It was powerful, felt powerful, felt unbeatable.
But he couldn't deal with these people alone.
Come out.
Her familiar burst into the air, flying into the sky, from wherever familiars lived in their spare time. He roared and spat crimson flame.
Sebastian looked up to the sky, seeing the dragon. Seemed like he wasn't the only one keeping secrets. He glanced over at Arowen once before turning back to the fight. They could talk later, if at all.
"Let's go," he said calmly. With that, the man started to dart about from robbed figure to robbed figure, killing them easily. Still, it was slow.
"You're just showing off," Arowen called to her familiar, tone slightly annoyed. She ignored Sebastian.
Her familiar sent her a look of irritation, and swept his tail into the oncoming figures, knocking 6 of them into a wall, where they fell and didn't rise.
"Thank you."
She wasn't good in close combat, so she chose to stay at the sidelines. She could defend herself, sure, but not as well as her familiar.
Sebastian was standing at the sidelines too. He never really fought-his weapon took care of everything. He crossed his arms, watching patiently as his weapon and Arowen's familiar started to decimate the enemy's ranks. It wasn't very hard for them; both were Red, and even Orange's couldn't stand up to them.
There was death on the robed figures sides. Arowen sat on the ring of stone that made up a short wall and watched as the others were killed. Soon, there were piles of robed corpses, and none of them moved.
Eventually, Sebastian's weapon stopped when he saw no more enemies left standing. He made his way back to Sebastian, still calm and collected.
"Good job Farthing," Sebastian said, holding his hand out. The man, Farthing, nodded, turning into a dagger and landing in Sebastian's palm. Sebastian sat about cleaning all the blood off the weapon.
"Eris, get over here."
Her black familiar landed in front of her, making a face, as much as dragons can. I don't see why you have to be so pushy, he grumbled.
"Shut up and get back into your space."
Sebastian made his way over when he heard how Arowen talked to Eris, disapproving of it.
"Why do you have to be like that?" He asked.
"Because I can." Arowen sounded annoyed.
Eris gave off a pulse of amusement and vanished. She sighed, rolling her eyes, and turned to Sebastian. "We should probably get the unconscious students inside before they wake up on the ground."
"Okay then," Sebastian said. He himself even treated his weapon with respect, because he was alive still. How could Arowen treat her familiar that way? He flipped his dagger in the air, and Farthing appeared again. Together, the two men set about grabbing students, pulling them inside.
Arowen didn't always treat her familiar that way. It was just that he knew her moods better than anyone else, and so he was okay being the one being she didn't have to hide her feelings for. She hid them so well, kept under that cool mask of hers, that it was a wonder she hadn't gone insane.
As a relatively strong girl, she could half-carry half-drag a person inside. She simply put the body of the unconscious student in the entryway and went to get another. By the time they were done, she was soaked in sweat.
Sebastian had faired a bit better, seeing as Farthing had been helping him carry the students. He made his way over to Arowen, offering her a towel for the sweat.
"When do you think they'll wake up?" He asked.
"I don't know," she said, accepting the towel and wiping her face off. "I've seen things like this. Usually, they wake up around 5-10 hours later, after the gas leaves their system. Unless they're allergic, then usually a few days at the least."
"Okay then." Sebastian held his hand out one last time, and Farthing went back to being a dagger. Sebastian went silent a moment, thinking.
"Any idea what they wanted?" He asked, motioning to a dead body. He hadn't touched those, leaving them to the police to clean up.
"I don't," Arowen said with a tired sigh. "They've come for the headmaster, time and time again, but for what reason, I don't know. This is the first time they've actually targeted the school as a whole, though."
Sebastian nodded, listening. "It made sense to do this. They would have had no way to know there was a Red ranked here, let alone two, and they would have been able to use the students as leverage."
"Yeah," Arowen said with a sigh. "It was dirty, but clever." She chewed her lip, setting down the towel next to her. "I wonder why they want the headmaster," she said. "What is it about him that is so special that dozens of men are after him?"
"Maybe we should find out." Sebastian flipped his dagger in the air as couple times without thinking about it before putting him away.
"Probably," Arowen grudgingly agreed. "And since no one besides the robed people saw us, our… secrets… are safe for now." She stood. "Come on. His office is this way."
Sebastian nodded, following. Thankfully, the only other people who had seen them were dead. They'd have to come up with a cover story, though, for how two students took out a mob of Orange.
"What should we tell him?" Arowen asked. "For how the men left. The headmaster doesn't know about my familiar, and he probably doesn't know about your… weapon."
"He doesn't," Sebastian confirmed. He thought for a moment. "Stealth. We were hiding, and managed to take them down one by one quietly. With the gas, he'll have to assume we're Orange too, so it shouldn't be a problem to say that."
"That's true. But how could two Oranges take down a dozen?" Arowen thought for a moment. "We could say that we had help. He aught to have heard Eris's roar, so maybe we could say that some mysterious person showed up and helped us?"
"Sounds good to me. And since we're the only witnesses no one will question us." Sebastian nodded. It sounded good to him. They finally reached the headmaster's office, and he let Arowen take the lead. He really was a follower.
Arowen gave the tiniest of smiles and knocked on the door, before opening it. The headmaster sat at his desk, head in his hands. He looked up when they came in, eyes panicked and weary, and gave a start.
"Mr. Goldheart, Ms. Daleka, what can I do for you two today?" He asked.
"We wanted you to know that those people are gone," Arowen said.
"Gone? How?"
"Someone strange showed up, and helped us. They had what seemed to be a level red familiar."
"Level red?" The headmaster sounded awed. "Where are they now?"
"They left." Arowen sent Sebastian a small, amused look, one that the headmaster didn't catch.