User blog comment:SilentRanger/Monster Girl Roleplay/@comment-12.249.147.238-20140409180253/@comment-24376783-20140508171046

A hand grabbed Robert before he could sew Mara’s wounds.

“Now, now young man. Leave the medical work to the medics,” said an old sounding voice as a pair of Liches started repairing Mara’s wounds.

Kīcaṛa turned to see an old man. “Who are you?” she asked menacingly.

“How did you know we were here?” Mara asked weakly, regaining consciousness.

“Mara!” Kīcaṛa went to go to her friend, but one of the Liches put a hand up to stop her. “Huh?”

“Please, let us work,” said the Lich plainly.

Suddenly there was an angry cry. Everyone turned to see a few dozen remnants charging at them.

“Well, well. Isn’t this interesting,” said the old man calmly as Mara and Kīcaṛa began to panic.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.5;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:6pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Shit, we have to get out of here.” Mara tried to sit up, but the Liches pushed her back down.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.5;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:6pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">“Don’t you worry. Everything will be just fine,” said the old man.

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.5;margin-top:4pt;margin-bottom:6pt;"><span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:#434343;font-weight:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap;">Suddenly, a Grizzly came barreling through, literally out of nowhere. As the army scattered, a Roper shot tentacles everywhere, tieing up a few of the remnants and squeezing them until they lost consciousness. A Wight came up and drained some of the army of their strength, making them collapse. An Apophis came through and wrapped up a few of the soldiers with her tail, paralyzing them with her venom. A bunch more were also restrained by a Scylla as a force of four specially trained humans took care of the rest of the remnants.

<span style="font-size:15px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);white-space:pre-wrap;">The old man pulled out a pipe and lit it. Taking a few puffs, he turned back to the people behind him. “See. Like I said: nothing to worry about.”