The moss haired mage felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and lift her, pulling her to her feet and spinning her against the wall. A growling insult and a whispered word of graciousness was all she heard for a moment until the sound of bones clattering behind her reminded her of the three skeletons still standing there. Spinning her so swiftly, she managed to knock the skeletons over, getting her Blade of Thorns tangled up in their blades and bones. She was forced to drop it when she breathed hard, pressed to the cool wall of the room. Yona opened her mouth to reply when she felt something sharp digging into her shoulder. A glance over her shoulder and she saw Kyran licking the beaded crimson which had dripped from the small wound.
She blinked back tears from the stinging gas and groaned, feeling her insides light on fire. That gas was more toxic than she had thought; for the first time in a long time she doubted herself and her action. If the gas dropped her, here and now, she would be no use to Guy or Kyran. "Kyran, what are you-" She began, interrupted by the sound of Kyran's painful introduction. Ahriman? What was.. wait-- did he say a demon? She licked her lips and closed her eyes, breathing out deeply and then turning again to see Kyran with a snout, a snarl, and saliva dripping vicious teeth. He was more monster than man on the outside now. When he leaned in to sniff her, she felt a different vibe in him altogether. This wolfish Kyran was not Kyran at all, but a whole new person. The way his eyes narrowed, and the way he turned and fought off the skeletons: it wasn't even Kyran's style of motion. "A demon," She said softly to herself. The tone was not judgmental, more wearily curious than anything.
She couldn't imagine how painful it would be to be possessed by one and yet here this demon was saving her life by obliterating some of those skeletons. The sounds of crunching and cracking made Yona frown. She should be fighting too, but that damned gas was making her weak. Weak, like Sol's poison, but thankfully not as agonizing. She concentrated with all her might, gathering her magic and whispered, "Aloe Allay." Instantly, her pain was soothed and she felt a little rejuvenated again. She just had to join Kyran, or Ahriman, or whatever was going on with Kyran's body. It was strange to her, but the important fact was she did not risk her life for her partner to watch him fight alone on her behalf.
She looked around, found her green weapon on the floor and lifted it back up. It was obviously weakened but it would have to do. She saw a group of eight skeletons left. Maybe, just maybe they could do this and get out of here with Guy after all. She began moving quickly away from the wall and towards a pair of skeletons on the rightward wall. A set of four were on the opposing side of the room. They were obviously setting up for a decent flanking of Ahriman. Yona lifted her blade to stab forwards, holding it with both hands before starting to dash. Suddenly, she was thrown backwards and a blinding light filled the room. The two skeletons before her were thrown dramatically onto her blade and died instantly. She fell to the floor and landed on her knees with a groan.
When she lifted her head she heard Kyran's question and gave a half shrug in response. The man in red destroyed the remaining four skeletons with a couple strong strikes and turned to face Kyran and Yona at an angle. The red suit vanished in a quick flash of light and the green haired woman covered her eyes, shielding them from the brightness until it faded once more. Yona shot a look at Kyran, confused and on edge. "The hell?" Her blade hadn't been able to take any more and lay on the floor with the skeletons broken.
And where the man stood, suddenly Yona could see Guy's familiar face. She frowned deeply, "Mr. Stratus?" The man nodded exuberantly. "Did you see that!? Did you see!?? I have been chosen! Me! Guy Stratus, the Red Prism Knight!" Guy took a few steps forward and stretched his arms over his head. He looked around at the room and at the condition of his careful vanguard and their enemies dead on the floor. He grimaced in slight, looking a bit apologetic. "I thought it possible this would be connected, but I never though I would be the chosen one! Ha! King Gen'atoh spirit was there with me, and he told to find the other five knights. The stones should have found their rightful owners on their own.." Guy was back to his usual self it would seem and Yona sighed, slouching her shoulders.
"About that prank, Kyran?" She said getting to her feet and walking with a limp over to Kyran. She bent close and uttered so only he would here, "I wouldn't mind a solid good prank right now. Can you believe him?" She sounded tired, exasperated, and to her chagrin, her lungs were still burning from that gas. Still, her expression appeared more relieved than anything. She was bruised, and at least one rib was cracked. She had inhaled some kind of poison and it too was eating at her, but from the inside instead of the bumps and bruises and even the smeared slice in her shoulder on the outside of her. They had more or less completed that job without losing their client and had certainly earned their share of the compensation for it.
Total Word Count: 8022
MP: 70%-10%= 60%
HP: 40-20= 20 +20= 40
Gas post 2/4
Verduous Growth: 2/2 Duration
Greenwalk: 1/2 Cooldown