Xaio knew that what he was about to do, was going to put him in a very risky situation. But he couldn’t deny that everything felt wrong about all of this, about Lord Bloodfang’s conquest and about their objective to kill the Sapphire Owls...it wasn’t right and it didn’t sit well with him at all.
The Starwalker stood up on his feet, his hands clenching into fists, squeezing them hard as he could. His eyes suddenly went all gold without any pupils, he had a frowned and a very angry expression.
“I’m sorry, my Lord,” Xaio said, as his eyes were emitting flames, like a steam dumpster, which was cast in gold. “But I don’t wish to follow you any longer.” He declared as he was prepared to strike Lord Bloodfang down.
Marvon rose an eyebrow as he saw Xaio ready to strike his Lord and Master. “Lord Bloodfang!” He called out as he turned around to see Xaio mid-action. “Watch out!” He shouts as Xaio punched Lord Bloodfang square into the chest and sent him flying into his throne.
“Xaio!” Marvon’s voice boomed. “How dare you strike our master!” He said. “The one that gave you a life! Meaning! Such disobedience and transgression, shall not go unpunished!”
Marvon leaped at Xaio and swung a right hook which Xaio dodged with ease and in return, swung a devastating right punch right into Marvon’s face which then sent him flying across the room.
Lord Bloodfang had a smirk on his face, for Xaio punched him right in the stomach which made the fellow Dragon Lord bleed a little out of the corner of his right mouth. He wiped his mouth and saw the stance of blood on his hand and his smirk turned into a grin, as his eyes glanced at the Starwalker who now was an enemy to Bloodfang.
“Well...well.” He began as he rose on his feet, slowly approaching Xaio. “First, Ufeus, and now you?” He asked. “Oh but I wonder, what kind of other surprises awaits me.” He said before out of nowhere Michael punched Xaio into the jaw, unexpected and at an even faster speed than Xaio’s, it sent him flying into the wall, which was destroyed by the impact.
Bloodfang cracked his knuckles and his neck before getting his cape out of the way, letting it fall on the ground. He wasn’t using his Bloodfang form yet, it would have been too easy if he did so as he takes a fighting stance. “The question is though my dear, old friend,” Bloodfang said.
Xaio got out of the ruble and slowly rose as he eyed his former Lord and Master. “Will you come out alive and live to tell the tale?” He asked as suddenly the two ran at each other and clashed with their fists of fury.
Candall would find himself near the forest, and there was this tree. A rather very large tree and he could see the paw prints on it, possibly Jeffrey climbed up there? Even so, a black cat with white paws would come out and sit on a branch while licking his cute little mouth.
"Why are you following me?" Jeffrey asked, and so how could a cat talk? Wasn't that impossible? Well, it seemed that this Jeffrey was more than meets the eye. "Can't a cat have fun, mm?" He asked as he was licking his beautiful white right paw.
Herman's eyes shined with fascination and curiosity. "Oh, you faced a Cleric Beast..." Said the Old Hunter as he glanced at Envarus. "I haven't heard, seen or faced on before in years..." He spoke as he glanced at the hammer. "This weapon...belongs to a friend actually." He mentioned as he looked at him. "And yes, I do recognize it." He nods his head. "But for what reason, are you here?" He asked as the fellow Old Man rose an eyebrow, his curiosity peaked even more.
A fellow young woman stepped out of her chambers, she had long chestnut beautiful long hard, curled up into a ponytail that draped down her right side. Her eyes were a blue color and she had a pale complexion, she was wearing tunic clothes and had a friendly smile on her face.
"Oh, hello there sir." She greeted her fellow costumer as she approached him. "While, yes I do have brushes and paints for you." She nods her head. "But tell me, what would it be though?" She asked.