@ShadeStar
"Only three I think," Chrysa replied. She grasped her knowledge of the family, "The youngest ones and the older sister."
"Only three I think," Chrysa replied. She grasped her knowledge of the family, "The youngest ones and the older sister."
Mira grabbed the bag of Septims as she silently reappeared as normal. She clipped the bag to her belt. She walked out behind Elide. "Not all of them. Just some ol' kids."
Elide turned around towards the voice, a small growl escaping her lips as she recognized the girl. Mira. The Princess. "Your siblings then? I can't wait to meet them." Elide taunted, a smirk crossing her face to hide her anxiety.
Arya stands, "Run!" She yelps at Max then turns to the tent
Chrysa rushed at Arya pulling her blade against them, "Not so fast."
Arya snarls, fangs bared and claws out
Chrysa smirked, "Chicken? Bawk bawk bawk!"
Arya inches toward the tent entance
"Oh no you don't," Chrysa pulled the blade and cut Arya, "Your opponent is me!"
"Oh no you don't," Chrysa pulled the blade and cut Arya, "Your opponent is me!"
(Where did she cut Arya?)
Arya shrieks in pain, snarling at Chrysa but backing away
(brb)
(The arm.)
Max didn't run. He sneaked towards the tent Mira was in. He felt around, trying to find the entrance.
Elide watched Chrysa step towards Arya, but glanced over at the boy next to them. The youngest prince. She let him run towards the tent.
(How old is Max?)
(16, same as Mira)
Max found the opening and took a deep breath, thinking of what he should do.
Elide turned on her heel, walking after the prince, her eyes narrowed as she watched him. He looked like he was as old as her. She quickened her pace, trailing behind him.
Max heard the footsteps behind him and started to panic. How well would he be able to fight without his sight? He thought of Kuzco in his pocket and decided on something to do. He summoned a llama from the shadows and told it to defend him and his sisters.
Arya was snarling her head off by now, darting from side to side, trying to get to her siblings. The cut on her arm was bleeding heavily
Chrysa plunged her blade into Arya's foot, "You aren't going anywhere."
Elide stepped back in surprise at the furry animal in front of her. What is that. . . ? She held a tight grip on her sword, waiting for it to attack her.
The llama stayed, it was only going to attack if it saw any threatening movement from the person.
Elide sidestepped it, walking towards the boy. She sheathed her sword as she approached him.
Max stood up and ran towards his sister, staying between her and the danger. His heart beat faster and the llama disappeared, he still wasn't strong enough to make a helpful shadow creature.
"Step away. She won't get hurt." Elide finally said, speaking up and pausing to watch the boy. She didn't know if she could hurt him. He seemed so. . . innocent.
Max shook his head. He couldn't, even if she wouldn't get hurt, he didn't want to take the chance.
"Away from her." Elide repeated, her voice firmer and more demanding this time.
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