she pulls out a dagger she packed and jumps down seeing if she can cut the black stuff off.

As soon as your feet touch the ground, more tendrils wrap around you. They feel. . .draining.

Haran yelps. "L-luca! Are you okay?"

"im" she sways "f-fine." she looks drowsy and leans down to free the deer first.

The deer's eyes flare a pure white, and you hear an equally pure, chiming voice in your head, echoing with power. No. You will die.

Haran grabs your shoulder and tries to tug you up, barely succeeding. With a massive yank, you hear a rip as he manages to haul you back up. He looks like he wants to cry.

she shakes her head "what the- HEY i said i was fine kid." she looked kinda annoyed she was saved by him but she had gotten the deer free and hit the deer on its flank "Come on fawn lets get out of here." she said kinda scared

The deer dashes forward, swinging wide around the dark puddle. It begins to run so fast, the scenery around you is just a blur. Its eyes are still white with power. You silly children, you hear the voice say. Is that the deer talking. . .?

Haran whimpers, but hangs on tight.

she grips on tight "Im not a fool." she whispers to the wind

There is no such thing as a true fool, the voice mutters. Just those that make their own decisions. You two are but children. You needn't understand.

"who are you" she ask seeing the woods near in sight

The deer slows to a brisk trot. You may call me Subuki, young Ironian.