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"Oh! Elderflower is a beautiful choice! Have you ever smelled the Howondan Paridiesa Bloom?" *Kira picks up a bottle of vibrantly pink oil and uncorks it near you* "My grandmother breeds these flowers." *A beautiful smell, akin to lilac and rose mixed with an unusual hint of dandelion wafts towards you*

Aden rushed along a narrow street near the castle grounds. Several ruffians rushed after him wielding tire irons. He turned right and ran down another narrow side street and ended up in the courtyard where Kira's shop was. He turned and saw that he had lost his pursuers. He let out a breath and jogged across the courtyard of trees and past the small fountain, not in use in the wintertime. He was a few yard from the door when a pain sprang from the base of his skull and he toppled over unconscious. The ruffians around him were wearing gang outfits. He had walked upon the group when in the slums trying to do his daily patrol. He had incapacitated two of them but found himself overwhelmed when several of them caught him by surprise. They now were standing around him discussing what they were going to do with him when Aden stirred, moaning in pain. One of the goon stood on his chest and his glamor lifted. It was a lycan gang. No wonder he had not been able to overwhelm them. He was strong, but not strong enough to fight several of them at once.

The other goons transformed into half-wolf form and advanced on her. They were much larger and stronger than she was in their current states. Aden reached into his jacket as he stood and his hand emerged with a set of razor knuckles in his grip. Blood dripped from his cut lower lip and his temple as well as down the back of the head where the tire iron had struck him. He snarled as one of the goons behind Kira advanced on her picking her up and tossed her aside. Adenar dissapeared when he saw this and the goon doubled over bleeding from his throat and stomach. Aden then turned and rushed the other two when he reappeared. Both fists were clad in brass knuckled that had razor blades attached to the ends. Aden jumped and sliced at the neck of another but missed and clipped the lycan's shoulder, tearing a deep gash into his flesh. The last goon fled in fear of death. The other goon clutched at his shoulder and faced Aden snarling.

Adenar landed hard, skidding to a stop five feet away from where he hit. He looked up at her and gazed in fear and wonder at her power. He rolled onto his side and stood shakily. "Are you okay?"

Aden stood, surprised that she was being so openly affectionate to him. He smiled and flinched as he tried to take a step. "Ouch. I think I may have broken something." He leaned on her shoulder for support as he shifted his weight.

Aden limps with her into the shop and sits gingerly. "I think its my hip, that or my femur is fractured near the end." Adenar took her hand in his. "Thank you so much. They probably would have beaten and killed me if you hadn't been there to help me." He smiled and his lip split more, and began to bleed profusely.