Angel: "I don't think so."

Roe: "where?"

Kitty didn't say anything. She couldn't do anything to help this man. She just sat next to the fire.

"He was in another town I visited," she said shortly.

Roe: "will i dont know him that is for sure." i watch in horror as the cut on his neck heals. he gasp for breath. "what the hell!"

Winter jumps back, her sword already shattered because she had thought the danger was over. Winter creates another sword, and pins the man's arms and legs to the ground with ice.

Kitty stands, stepping in front of the wounded man, just in case.

Roe: "who are you how did you just do that!" I had left my knife by the man and was now weaponless.

Man: "I am Yasa Gregovich and I did not heal myself she did."I point to a small rabbit. "Her name is Kat."

Winter is rather suspicious that he answered both the questions. "What do you want from us?"

Man: "I am here to help him." I point at Angel

"And that means that you have to kill Roe because.....?" Winter says, holding her sword by her side casually, but ready to swing it to attack or defend at any second. Her hood shadows her eyes and her face, so no one could see her expression. Her face, as usual, was set in a grim, serious expression, but it didn't matter because no one could see. Frostbite leaped forward, growling by her side. "Calm Frostbite, calm," she said, while signaling for her to prepare to fight with an ice design, meaningless to anyone else. Frostbite stopped growling, but stayed standing at Winter's side, staring at Roe with ice-blue eyes. Winter glances around for anyone else who could be a potential threat. Someone crouching on the roof, or hiding in the alleyway would definitely be someone to watch, but there was no one.

Kitty began to get a head ache. Keeping up the fire up, and keeping her family proved to be too much for her. Fire was a hard illusion to make. It's heat, it's wildness, light, and form were hard to make. The fire died out, leaving Kitty panting, struggling to keep hold of the illusions of her family at home. She clutches her knees to keep from falling, and closes her eyes, trying to stop the world from spinning before her eyes. Another problem with illusion magic. Sometimes it would exaggerate what she saw. Like now. Of course the world was spinning, but to her, she could actually feel, and see it spinning. She kneeled on the ground, struggling to regain control of her mind.

Angel: "are you ok?" I say almost too weak for even me to hear. I was going to die.

Roe: "kitty you feel ok?"

Winter glances over her shoulder at the little girl, seeing her hunched on the ground. She turned back to the man, deciding that the best way she could help the girl was to protect her. She lifted her sword so the point was facing Yasa's chest.

Kitty heard vague voices, but they sounded like she was hearing them through many feet of water. Get a grip! She told herself. She reached out with her mind, groping for something to pull her out of her confusion and the spinning space she was in.