Welcome to Gaia! ::

With me... There's always an escape tunnel.

*He removes the crook from his back and taps it to the ground. A decent sized hole appears a few feet in front of them, the bottom of it sloping downward like a playground slide.*

There's our way out.

::she rested her head against the palms of her hands, dark lashes lined her eyelids to eyes that were half-closed. The brisk breeze sent a sudden chill through her body, but she enjoyed the young autumn feel. She was leaning against a tree, enjoying the dewy sunlight that shattered whenever the breeze hit the branches of the trees::

"Quite the handy man arn't you?"
She laughed lightly, took a quick glance over her shoulder, and jumped down into the tunnel, dragging Mouse along with her. She had yet to let go of his hand. She didn't want to let go, she was afraid to.
"I hope this thing leads to somewhere safer than here."
With that said, she started running, calling on the Owl's eyes to see in the darkness.

She coughed from all of the dust and turned to look at Mouse. She could see every detail clearly. She didn't know this, but in the darkness her eyes glowed a faint yellow.
"As long as this tunnel is in the opposite direction, I don't care where we end up. But right now, stand still."
She couldn't just let him run around blind or lead him through, so instead she decided to help him see. Her right hand lifted to the side of his face and her fingers searched for a transfer point. Somewhere that lets energy run in a out of the body. As she searched, her whole mind was focused, as she's never really done this before. Finally her fingers fell on a spot on his left temple, just above the ear, and there was a warm sensation that she pushed gently into him.
"I'm giving you some of my power. Just to help you see. I don't want you flailing your crook around. You might hit me you know."
She smirked and removed her fingers from his hair and dropped her hand back down to her side.

Vizierre stood from the rock, which he had previously sat on. He brushed himself off with his only arm and decided it was time to look for a new one. He figured a new arm would help him alot more. He held out his hand and began chanting an incantation. The immediate surroundings grew dark and gloomy and forms of life began to wilt or become deathly sick. A red sphere began to form in front of his hand and continued to chant.

::she let out a cool, and calmed yawn, tiredly glancing over her shoulder to gaze at the now receding trees behind her. The lengthy fangs were exposed to the atomosphere - only letting them show when she was alone - and her face was mellowingly observing the grassfield. She tried to recall the pathway to the ruined Druid temple, somewhere she could kick back since the city had been overrun with demons. She needed the housing anyway...and with her thievery skills practically rendered useless in the wilderness she had to pick up some snuff to figure out how she was going to survive.

As she began to walk south, hoping that her draconic senses were right in their obsercatory scan, she felt a slight twitch of the fabric of vibrations in the atomosphere. The dark power intrigued the dragon, feeling a deathly aura in it's presence, and her face turned to the direction where it was coming from. She raised an eyebrow and wondered what would happen if she could come across it - maybe it could grant her a fight? Or, even better, the direction of a nearby tavern.::

I suppose that's what I meant.

*The tunnel finally began to slope back upwards at a fairly slow rate. Mouse continued pressing foreward with Acryn on one side and his crook tapping the tunnel floor on the other.*

We should be passing beneath the river quite soon... Won't be much further until we rea-.... That's odd.

*Mouse halted his step and turned about. A tiny bit of dust fell from the ceiling of the tunnel behind them.*

There's some vibrations from back that way... Maybe Necros is fuming over losing us he could be trying to follow.... Do you still have that same feeling from earlier now?