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He watched, eyes him coldly. so close, yet so far.

"What would you know of Masters, little human mage. What do you know of pain or misery. We have suffered worse than you. We have bowed to one other before. and he is dead. we killed him."

The mocking of John made the rage grow...and he snapped his jaws shut tightly.

"Maybe we should do what was done to us. Take your precious female and rape her. force her to bear our kits. And when she is done being our broodmare, we'll rip her apart while you watch. Then maybe you'll know misery and pain. That was our Master. we will never bow to another again. we will never be anyone's PET again! and how dare you imply that we are!"

He radiated hatred and anger, it rolled off him in waves. to be a pet, to give someone the ability to put him through that kind of misery again...never. and he would rip this one apart for even thinking that he would be such, even to Aura.

Vik's face flushed a deep shade of red as Nailah threw her arms around him. "Really, it's no trouble at all." He looked around at where they had landed. He found himself outside the manor and apparently there was a huge battle going on out there. It was strange how he didn't notice it. "What's going on?" he looked over at the man standing in front of them. "Hello." he said, "You look familiar. Have we..." His words were cut off when a bunch of missles came flying at him. "Get down!" he yelled at Nailah. His wings folded around his body once more, but only partially. Two of the missles graved his right shoulder while one went right through his arm. "b*****d!" he yelled in the direction of the Iskander. He threw back his wings, revealing 5 fully drawn throwing knives in his left hand. Almost immdeiately after the wings were out of the way, he hurled all 5 of them at the spider's face.

He was fighting with what? A moment to dissect the situation and her eyes focused on the ever brighter glowing sword. Caliburn talked. So it could be possible. "Durandal...your sword controls you? How sad..." She didn't comment on the mind link thing. If the link was weak, it would just shut off completely between the two, perhaps cut off communication, but that made no difference to her. After being together so long, her and Eclipse didn't need it, it was just convenient. An odd look came across her features as she felt one sai drawn from her belt, looking down she saw Ecara standing next to her, holding it in an offensive position.

She looked up, fanged smile being shown. "Help." Then a look to Nelfien. No Ecara was not in the least bit pleased at all with all of this. Not when someone was trying to knock off her father. She gripped it with both hands, holding it tight despite her knowledge of how to really even use it. But she had seen her mother use it, she just wanted to help.

The Durandal walked towards the pair, "Stay out of this, Illyandria." The sword urged Nelfien to strike, but he would not. "Illyandria must be kept safe," That isn't Illyandria, she is dead. "She has Illyandria's hair. Her temper, her grace, her beauty." You are talking about your sister. "And you were built by the humans." Nelfien looked upon his little Illyandria, and saw the threatening eyes... "Help me..." He breathed, almost with emotion.

Shez grew very impatiant with this fight, her plans had worked up until now, and to think, that her little sceem to give Nelphean too many corners to block wouldn't work because it draged the steriage with the gold. She snared, and slashed her vorpal sword at Bastet, aiming for her skull.

Iskander laughed as the throwing daggers enetered his flesh. They might have stuck there, had his skin not regerated and force them out. He looked at the flames that burned him, slightly annoying flames, but the man had to be taken care of before the pyro. He created a sphere around the winged man, one that prevented anythign from passing into or out of the barrier. It would last several minutes, but he was too close even for that amout of time. Iskander picked up the sphere, and tosed it into the lack, and watched as it sunk. The he said, "Ow." he fire hurt, just not that much.

Nelphean stoped caring abvout survival, he stopped fightning defensively, he almost stopped fighting all together, the Shez GOlith made the mistake of trying to disect Bastet. The elf jumped across the battlefield, and landed beside Shez, and cut across with his sword, which unkindly missed its mark. Nelhan stared hard at the demon, who changed her attack, and swung towards the predictable elf, eliminating another layer of his spell. SHe had hit him fourty-seven times over this fight, and not once had she managed to harm him, but his luck and magic would run out, and she would win eventually.

"You ******** b*****d!" Nailah screamed at Iskander and began to throw more and more fire at him. She let all of her anger at Alex fill her and she didn't even have to imagine her enemy had his face because he already did. The fire flew from her hand in a frenzy and she tossed the balls at every inch of his spider-like body. She hated spiders. Really hated them. Not as much as snakes though.

It laughed, it was amusing to listen to this thing in a cage talk of matters that it knew nothing of. "Just a stupid animal, and its only a matter of time before someone breaks you. But I must admit, I can feel your mind, and its impressive. I couldnt bear to destroy such a marvelous work of pure malice." The barrier shattered with a snap of his fingers. "You'll be my slave just because I tell you you will. Now beast, destroy this place. Prove how much I control you." His wings flapped once and Johnavon's form lifted a foot into the air and drifted back while fading from view until there was nothing left of him but a voice. "Fight and serve my desires as a toy of mine. Or submit and become their house pet." The sentence trailed off into laughter at how the beast was slave to so many at once.

Bastet saw as Nelphean got hit again. That was her only concern, it had happened because of her, because she angered Shez'Golith, "Nel!" He was not hurt yet, but he was tiring, and so was she. But adrenaline kept her running. She would try and defend Nelphean against the other hits and lashed at the Shez'Golith. Barriers were her friend.