Re: School Courtyard
A small grin from Siphon this time revealed nothing.
"Good to meet you, names Siphon. You may want to stay here, this is about to turn very very ugly."
As two of the Casters sent a blast of divine lightning into Michelle, the warriors drew their swords, preparing to clash with her. Suddenly, a voice rang out.
"You have two choices assholes. Leave, or be killed here tonight. I will not stand for this behavior."
The first of the sword bearers spoke back.
"This fight does not concern you, whoever you are. Stay out of it and you shall be unharmed. We only come for the demon."
Now, Siphon stood from his position near Johnathan and walked into the open.
"Yes, those who attack the changed. You slaughter and kill those who did not ask for what happened to them, those who have done nothing wrong, those who prefer to remain in the shadows and live peacefully and in seclusion. No, your wrong human, this battle concerns me FAR greater than it does you. Now I offer you one last chance. LEAVE, or you will die. Be it by her hand, or mine, it matters not."
Two of the swordsmen moved quickly into position, placing themselves between their leader and the approaching Siphon, who by now was probably drawing even more curiosity from Johnathan with his bold statements.
"You know nothing of what we must do. If you refuse to stand aside, and protect this creature then that is your choice. You will die along with her. Kill him, then let us move."
The two swordsmen slashed forward, blades slashing down at the man who stood in their way, the man who ... suddenly wasn't there.
It took them a moment, as well as the others to locate Siphon, who had somehow moved so fast as to be next to imperceptible.
"You know ... a part of me was REALLY hoping you self-righteous pricks would try that. Now, you discover that it is YOU who have fucked with something you know nothing about."
At first Johnathan could only see the two strikers back up in terror, not why. Then, the light caught on Siphon, revealing why.
Claws that were at least seven inches long extended from his fingers, and his muscles had become more evident. But the real kicker was the extremely sharp pointy teeth lining his mouth, and the demonic blackness his eyes had become. It now dawned on Johnathan why he'd been unconcerned with involving himself. The man simply put, was some kind of vampire, and from the looks of it, a very angry one. When he spoke, his voice was demonic in tone, significantly deeper.
"
Care to reconsider mortals?"
After a stunned moment of silence, the swordsmen launched attacks on both vampire, and demon, their blades meeting claw, and whatever Michelle chose to throw at them.
((For an idea of his features, here

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