Korrie and Fey:
Phyre watched Fey's struggle, at first she did not seem all too impressed, until about halfway through, when Fey woke up she would give the Phoenix girl a gentle smile, as she gave Fey a sudden hug, giving Fey a sense of being hugged by a particularly doting grandmother, for some reason,, before she pointed at a particularly nasty looking bolt cutter, then at her own collar, the implications pretty clear, or so she hoped, she wasn't all that pleased at having to restrain Fey, but for now her focus was to get herself freed from the infernal collar that had been keeping her captive for far too long.
Once Fey got to work she would find that Phyre decidedly wasn't human as where the bolt cutter would normally press against her skin they simply sank into flames instead, which would be a pretty good indication that Phyre was not a normal person at all not to mention that the bolt cutters would be burning red hot after a few minutes of working on the collar, which was slowly getting cut through.
As Korrie entered she would find that the heat of the forge was much less than it had been previously, in fact it felt, pleasant, undoubtedly the strange little object she had found had to be the cause, as it was the only thing that had changed since the last time she was here, even as she entered she would notice a few changes though as there was a wall of crystallized fire in front of her that forced her to slowly make her way deeper into the forge, where she could hear a muffled voice speak, followed by the sound of someone or something falling onto the floor.
As Korrie rounded the last blocking piece of frozen flames she would see Phyre, although Korrie did not know who that was pointing at the bolt cutter on the wall, then her own Collar, then she would see who she was signalling too, the moment she did lay eyes on Fey, the Collar would flare up with orders to immediately follow her original orders, while the object would demand she stand still just a few moments later to counteract it, both of which would be overwhelming Korrie's ability to actually think for a few moments as they both struggled to influence her actions, leaking Korrie with a small window to decide who to actually throw her own mental strength behind once she regained her ability to actually think for herself.
The moment of struggle would allow Fey enough time to cut the last bit of Phyre's collar which would immediately cause a blast of blue and white flames to explode out from Phyre herself, bathing both Korrie and Fey in a blinding amount of it, when the flames passed the crystalline fires that Fey had created would be no more, leaving the forge clear once more, and Phyre's appearance would have changed drastically, gone where the dirty young woman dressed in rags, and instead she was now wearing a delicate and stylish dress made of dark blue flames so small the dress seemed more liquid that gaseous, yet still completely hiding Phyre's features from view, her blue hair had also been set ablaze, yet the hair was also giving off what was undoubtedly a frosty smoke as if the fires were burning cold, rather than warm, her arms were covered in gloves of this same fire, burning yet cold at the same time.
Phyre looked over at Fey, not yet noticing the silent Korrie ”I... thank you, Fey, I can't even... remember how long it has been since I were free” her voice were calm and melodious, yet decidedly friendly as she embraced Fey once again, as she did Fey would notice something flowing into her from Phyre, something cold, yet not unpleasant, Phyre stepped back again, looking a bit self conscious for a few moments ”I guess I do owe you an explanation, don't I? Well you – hmm? Phyre turned her head having finally taken notice of Korrie, her delighted expression going tense as she noticed the wyvern-girl standing there, collared, but holding the strange object she had found earlier, would this strange girl be friend or foe given her current predicament? Phyre tensed up as she awaited a solution to that particular predicament.
As Kuroi sank her hands into Pax it would feel like sinking into a bottomless bog as no matter how far in she reached she never seemed to reach the other end, even as her spell started to drag in the darkness from Pax itself, it was as if the darkness was pouring out from some kind of endless source and into her, there was so much of it, suddenly Kuroi would realize that her spell was being overwhelmed as more and more of Pax Flowed into her, then it was suddenly as if the darkness she was absorbing was no longer coming from without, but from within, as if she had become darkness itself and darkness was all there was ”I must say, you are either extremely brave, or extremely foolish, not many people would dare to try and absorb a Shadow the way you just did” The voice seemed to come from everywhere at once, including inside Kuroi's own head.
Pax' voice also seemed calmer and... amused ”Given your current predicament I could pretty much puppeteer your physical body around as I see fit right now, as your trapped inside your own mind after literally absorbing my entire physical body, core and all, luckily for you, I have no wish to face a Mask, in difference from my overconfident Master, he's not a bad kid, you know, despite his “punch-first-ask-later” attitude and obsession with the whole “Dark-and-Mysterious-Stranger” motif which he keeps butchering every time he opens his mouth, he's just.... careless I guess you could say, so I need to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid, as such...” Kuroi were dimply aware that her body was moving was moving...
Trevor gave an annoyed grunt as the spears struck at him, but he did not disperse as Shiroi had hoped, but rather let loose a shock-wave of dark energies that pushed the spears and spheres back buying him time to rush Shiroi and strike at her, though his attack never landed as something slammed into him sending him flying backwards, past the spears and into the wall of the arena itself with a tremendous force, Shiroi could see what had hit Trevor clearly enough, it looked a lot like Kuroi, if Kurois eyes were pools of darkness with red pupils, and her hair were a long mane reaching to the ground and dripping darkness, and with shadowy claws for hands and with a fanged maw in place of a mouth, Trevor tried to stand for a few moments, before collapsing back onto the ground, the surprise attack having knocked the wind out of him.
The Kuroi-Thing walked towards Shiroi, it's gait unsteady and uneven as if it's body was not something it was used too “Do me a favour and remove the last enchantment your sister wrote on her arm, it's keeping me trapped in here, do that for me, and I will surrender as I have no wish to risk my Master against a Mask” the voice as a mix of both Kuroi's and Pax' as if they were talking in unison, and a quick examination of the arena itself showed that neither were anywhere to be seen, which likely meant that what was talking to her right now was a Pax-possessed Kuroi, not an ideal situation for Shiroi at all should she decide to not do as the Shadow asked, seeing as she would have to fight the shadow in her sisters body otherwise.
Phyre watched Fey's struggle, at first she did not seem all too impressed, until about halfway through, when Fey woke up she would give the Phoenix girl a gentle smile, as she gave Fey a sudden hug, giving Fey a sense of being hugged by a particularly doting grandmother, for some reason,, before she pointed at a particularly nasty looking bolt cutter, then at her own collar, the implications pretty clear, or so she hoped, she wasn't all that pleased at having to restrain Fey, but for now her focus was to get herself freed from the infernal collar that had been keeping her captive for far too long.
Once Fey got to work she would find that Phyre decidedly wasn't human as where the bolt cutter would normally press against her skin they simply sank into flames instead, which would be a pretty good indication that Phyre was not a normal person at all not to mention that the bolt cutters would be burning red hot after a few minutes of working on the collar, which was slowly getting cut through.
As Korrie entered she would find that the heat of the forge was much less than it had been previously, in fact it felt, pleasant, undoubtedly the strange little object she had found had to be the cause, as it was the only thing that had changed since the last time she was here, even as she entered she would notice a few changes though as there was a wall of crystallized fire in front of her that forced her to slowly make her way deeper into the forge, where she could hear a muffled voice speak, followed by the sound of someone or something falling onto the floor.
As Korrie rounded the last blocking piece of frozen flames she would see Phyre, although Korrie did not know who that was pointing at the bolt cutter on the wall, then her own Collar, then she would see who she was signalling too, the moment she did lay eyes on Fey, the Collar would flare up with orders to immediately follow her original orders, while the object would demand she stand still just a few moments later to counteract it, both of which would be overwhelming Korrie's ability to actually think for a few moments as they both struggled to influence her actions, leaking Korrie with a small window to decide who to actually throw her own mental strength behind once she regained her ability to actually think for herself.
The moment of struggle would allow Fey enough time to cut the last bit of Phyre's collar which would immediately cause a blast of blue and white flames to explode out from Phyre herself, bathing both Korrie and Fey in a blinding amount of it, when the flames passed the crystalline fires that Fey had created would be no more, leaving the forge clear once more, and Phyre's appearance would have changed drastically, gone where the dirty young woman dressed in rags, and instead she was now wearing a delicate and stylish dress made of dark blue flames so small the dress seemed more liquid that gaseous, yet still completely hiding Phyre's features from view, her blue hair had also been set ablaze, yet the hair was also giving off what was undoubtedly a frosty smoke as if the fires were burning cold, rather than warm, her arms were covered in gloves of this same fire, burning yet cold at the same time.
Phyre looked over at Fey, not yet noticing the silent Korrie ”I... thank you, Fey, I can't even... remember how long it has been since I were free” her voice were calm and melodious, yet decidedly friendly as she embraced Fey once again, as she did Fey would notice something flowing into her from Phyre, something cold, yet not unpleasant, Phyre stepped back again, looking a bit self conscious for a few moments ”I guess I do owe you an explanation, don't I? Well you – hmm? Phyre turned her head having finally taken notice of Korrie, her delighted expression going tense as she noticed the wyvern-girl standing there, collared, but holding the strange object she had found earlier, would this strange girl be friend or foe given her current predicament? Phyre tensed up as she awaited a solution to that particular predicament.
As Kuroi sank her hands into Pax it would feel like sinking into a bottomless bog as no matter how far in she reached she never seemed to reach the other end, even as her spell started to drag in the darkness from Pax itself, it was as if the darkness was pouring out from some kind of endless source and into her, there was so much of it, suddenly Kuroi would realize that her spell was being overwhelmed as more and more of Pax Flowed into her, then it was suddenly as if the darkness she was absorbing was no longer coming from without, but from within, as if she had become darkness itself and darkness was all there was ”I must say, you are either extremely brave, or extremely foolish, not many people would dare to try and absorb a Shadow the way you just did” The voice seemed to come from everywhere at once, including inside Kuroi's own head.
Pax' voice also seemed calmer and... amused ”Given your current predicament I could pretty much puppeteer your physical body around as I see fit right now, as your trapped inside your own mind after literally absorbing my entire physical body, core and all, luckily for you, I have no wish to face a Mask, in difference from my overconfident Master, he's not a bad kid, you know, despite his “punch-first-ask-later” attitude and obsession with the whole “Dark-and-Mysterious-Stranger” motif which he keeps butchering every time he opens his mouth, he's just.... careless I guess you could say, so I need to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid, as such...” Kuroi were dimply aware that her body was moving was moving...
Trevor gave an annoyed grunt as the spears struck at him, but he did not disperse as Shiroi had hoped, but rather let loose a shock-wave of dark energies that pushed the spears and spheres back buying him time to rush Shiroi and strike at her, though his attack never landed as something slammed into him sending him flying backwards, past the spears and into the wall of the arena itself with a tremendous force, Shiroi could see what had hit Trevor clearly enough, it looked a lot like Kuroi, if Kurois eyes were pools of darkness with red pupils, and her hair were a long mane reaching to the ground and dripping darkness, and with shadowy claws for hands and with a fanged maw in place of a mouth, Trevor tried to stand for a few moments, before collapsing back onto the ground, the surprise attack having knocked the wind out of him.
The Kuroi-Thing walked towards Shiroi, it's gait unsteady and uneven as if it's body was not something it was used too “Do me a favour and remove the last enchantment your sister wrote on her arm, it's keeping me trapped in here, do that for me, and I will surrender as I have no wish to risk my Master against a Mask” the voice as a mix of both Kuroi's and Pax' as if they were talking in unison, and a quick examination of the arena itself showed that neither were anywhere to be seen, which likely meant that what was talking to her right now was a Pax-possessed Kuroi, not an ideal situation for Shiroi at all should she decide to not do as the Shadow asked, seeing as she would have to fight the shadow in her sisters body otherwise.
