Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20171111145041/@comment-28718853-20171220173627

(S9/Scorn/Doc/Hound) Despoina's eyes widened in horror at Opaline nearly getting incinerated by Armata's fireball. If she had wanted to leave before, then she was definitely bolting now. She had no intention of becoming a roasted mosquito.

She turns invisible and flies off at full speed back in the direction of the town. "I have to warn the others to stay away, that psychopath is far too dangerous to be allowed on the battlefield!" she thinks to herself as she returns to the town.

The chime of the clock tower's bell rings in the mosquito's ear, and looking down she can see a massive amount of Blues converging on the building. She turns off her invisibility and makes her way toward her allies, desperate to give them the warning.

Back at the battlefield, Lumbre begins to stir. She coughs up some slime and looks around at all of the damage, confused and lost. "Wh...what happened?" she groaned as she rolled over and picked up her spiked club.

She sees Marcus and Armata staring each other down and spots Trevor and Siara out cold not far away. "Damn it, looks like the action's cranked up a few notches, better get some people out of here," she mutters.

With some of her strength returning, she buckles her club to her knee and makes her way over to the couple. She glances at the Red duo for another moment as she picks up both Trevor and Siara and places them on her shoulders making sure not to forget their weapons in the process. She spots the unconscious horseman and announces to anyone who might be close enough to listen, "If anyone wants to clear that guy out, that'd be great!"

Her cargo secured, she takes off into the forest at a considerable speed, not once looking back.

"I hope that mosquito's alright, looks like things had gotten out of hand during my time in the cold zone," she mumbles to herself, her mind only having registered part of the magnitude of the scene.