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A young slave looked around searching for Feline. He had heard she was here and had a message fro her from Shadow.

He walked up to Feline seeing that she matched the description given to him, "Here" he said shakily handing her a message that read:

"Greetings Feline,

My war was a success and I now rule the throne in the Demon faction. I once again implore you to join my side. If you choose not to that is fine but you will always be welcome in my section of the city. I would love for you to come and visit me some time soon.

Shadowscythe Cresentscar"

Maverick nodded and sighed "Not a problem... I just hope that where ever you go, you can get the peace you desire so much" he said as she vanished. His body itself began to vanish as the energy fluxed and vanished.

Ra had been burning and killing at will that now the edge of the city burned wildly. Soon enough the smoke would quickly rise and the fire bright, that all would likely notice something horrible had been done. They would come running to help the area. What they would find is an infernal hell, great portions of ground glassed. Ra now turned his attention to the Mercenaries. He would pay them a visit and let them know that Demons were not without backbones. But instead of continuing in dragon form, he would travel on foot. He transformed into his humanoid form and headed to the camp.

New home.. new place, this shall be interesting She mused as she walked along the path, not sure she was ready to actually go into the town. she yawned , covering her mouth to hide her fangs. Her fair hand brushed a strand from her face. She managed to get a glimpse of a citizen, making her wonder if she was goign to stand out in her outfit. She sighed and shrugged, liking her attire to much to change just yet. Soon she would head into town and get supplies, but for now she was hungry. She bend down and picked a single flower, holding it with in her grasp. She smiled warmly before the flowers withered as she drew their energy from them. She smiled contently before tossing the weeds away. " now... i wonder what adventure i shall find."

The battles going through the area caused a ripple effect, sending energy shockwaves through the forest. The earth cracked and caved in, revealing ruins. From within the darkness blood red eyes flashed, chains rattled and shattered before a black silhouette burst from the ground, caving the area in once more to be forgotten.

Miles from there a woman walked through the forest towards town, walking into the outskirts. Her dark hair flew around her in the wind. She wore a half shirt, looking like a bra, with the left strap missing, her bottoms a piece of material made into a skirt handing from her left hip over her body. Her feet were bare as she walked, feathers wrapped in her long hair. Branches crunched behind her, she frowned and turned around, seeing two strangely dressed men standing there. She stepped on his shadow, absorbing his information to get the language.

The men sneered at her, holding up their blades. “Give us your money sweetheart and we won’t hurt you…. “The man demanded from behind his mask. The second man whistled and a few more came out and surrounded her as she entered the alley. “Moonai?” she asked in confusion. “What is… mon air…?” She asked them. She blinked and looked over at them, not understanding what was happening.

The men looked at her and started laughing. “Ohh she doesn’t know what money is hu? Well sweetheart we aint buying that” the leader sneered before attempting to press his knife against her throat. She glared at them and knocked the knife away. “You try hurting me…. Not again… never again” she hissed angrily. Suddenly her shadow spread out, covering the ground and boxing in the alley. Shadows rose up and covered her, making her vanish. The men got wide eyed as they looked around the dark place. “Hey b***h what are you playing at?” the leader yelled. Glowing red eyes answered him before his men started screaming, the men scrambled around. They slashed at the darkness, trying to find the girl. Soon the screams just stopped and the shadows lowered as if nothing had happened. Blood splatters were the only proof the men existed, no bodies. The girl walked towards the town, blood splattered on her. “Hmm I stand out…” she whispered before snapping her fingers. A shadow opened up and some clothing flew out as if the shadow burped them up. She put on the bloody shirt and pants, leaving her feet bare before using cloth to tie the clothing on. She smiled and licked the blood off her fingers and walked around. She ignored the strong look she was getting.

Her eyes turned towards the approaching person, she couldnt tell what it was until it spoke and grew closer. She could smell the woman, wondering why the masked one approached her. " Tack me.... no one hurt me and get by " she said, her thick accent noticeable. She blinked when the stranger offered her clothing. " this... cloth bad?" she asked. She was unsure about what she should do in this new place.

She shrugged before looking at her. " Clean up? New covering" she asked her in confusion. She was not from around this place, well not in the sense most would think. She sighed and nodded, she was still hungry. The world had changed, but she was curious of what had set her free.

The tightness compacting in her jaws never settled for a moment. Through her sheer belief and steady calmness, Ronan was becoming a little unsettled. Her accent rung loudly within her head with every bit of incomplete sentences the woman was now saying. Her glassy violet eyes were steadily glowering from underneath her mask. She kept it on as though she wanted whatever physical barrier to keep even a fragment of the smell from getting in. Her animalistic senses shivered every so often she saw the redness. Every now and then, her blood resonated with a chill. Call it a cat's intuition. She was not getting healthy vibes from this person.

She frowned. From the way she was talking, she did not seem to be in any pain, evident to the substance all over her body. "Yes, bad. I feel more comfortable if you would wear real clothes. Choose, and I'll do my best to provide." The girl said, raising a hand. Suddenly, she realized that her proposition was a little less than impossible. "Ah..that's right..we are currently in the outskirts. Perhaps not so soon. The least you can do is properly bathe." Ronan was utterly amazed. Having come into this area, blood ridden, the girl seemed a little oblivious to her understanding. "What name do have you no fault in telling?" She asked, reaching out her bandage wrapped hand. A print of a cat's paw lay upon her palm.

Suddenly, a faint oder frisked within her nostrils. Occassionally, she spiked her nose, changing pinker and more crinkled before resuming to it's original slender slope. "...Hm..the scent has left us."