"Is this the future or something? Everyone here makes it sound like there's seven Devils, but there's only six."

she laughs and takes out a blue whip knowing this would probably be her last fight for awhile.

Iskren lets go of his fiance's hand. Reaching over his shoulder, he unsheathes his longsword. Gripping the hilt tightly, a bright blue aura charges down the edge. He grins. "Man, of all things for me to use this on. . ."

Astirya twists her bow, and it converts to two lengthy hunting knives. A silver glow pulses from them.

I turn to him my eyes narrowed "theres... Latan... Iskren... His fiance... Raglan... Then another one... Then theres... Sibnele... Or you... Dude... Its like further then you think... You have shadow magic... You actually tried killing me... Which I get... But before you killed Latan again... You were scared of everything... I protected you... Because you couldnt defend yourself... And you asked me to..." I said looking away arms crossed in pain.

"Psh. Nonsense. The only time I would've been like that was. . .a long time ago. I feel I'd remember this."

she laughed "hurt me and you hurt luca," she lashed the whip at the ground, her main target was haran.

"I need to get back... But yea... The concussion is messing eith you're head.." I mumble and shifted stupidly into the shadow dragon again and fly towards camp again.

Astirya rolls her shoulders. "Thanks for the tip. These weapons are spiritual."

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Sibnele watches Sammy go off. Looking at his hands, he questions everything he knows.

I land behind Luca it was a loud landing for sure but I wanted it that way I growl lowly at Luca again.

Iskren grins at Sammy. "I wondered where you went."