Wings of Fire ~The RP: The Three Continents

“Ah. I see. Then at least put back your protection spell.” Chenoa replied. “And we probably should both go into the school. It looks like you may have sprained your wrist”
Leif did not renew the protection spell. He could hardly stay up right, let alone use magic.
A trio of SkyWings soared around the tree line, making his way towards Leif and Chenoa.
The Prince dropped his gaze, realizing he did recognize this dragon.
The SkyWing landed before him, scowling.
"Hi, buddy. How you doing? Just kidding, I don't  care. Time to wrap up this, ah, little fiesta thing. Brilliant stunt you pulled back there. This is, like, a cool," Ruewen motioned to the school, "whatever thing. Also, it'll help us, a lot, you use magic, and you're dead, pal."
Leif's wrist gave way and he stumbled, barely catching himself as the pair or SkyWings raised their spears at the sudden movement.
"Fifty," Ruewen spat, "fifty soldiers, Leif, all behind the treeline. You're done, buddy." Ruewen turned towards Chenoa. "And who are you, love? Are you evil too? Yeah, probably. Unfortunate." Ruewen scoffed. "Arrest them."
 
Mavros chuckled, looked her dead in the eyes and then his face become emotionless, a stone cold void. “I can read your mind, Pyla…” he said in a low guttural voice. Her face became one of pure terror and shock. Mavros almost burst out laughing.
“I’m kidding, dear.” He said quickly, giving her a wink and a grin before laughing at his own joke. “It was a guess, you’ve obviously been involved with Icewings a fair amount and so I thought maybe it was one of them.”
"Oh goodness," she said laughing with him. She stopped laughing and said seriously, "Please don't do that again." Mavros just laughed some more, and she chuckled with him, in spite of herself. "Yeah, guess I do have a lot of involvement with them. How I got started, probably Animus, and him killing Boa only started all of this bad Icewing stuff. Jarvis is just a henchman to Animus, why he listens to him, I have no idea, really. There is also one other Icewing I've heard of that causes a lot of trouble, haven't gotten his name yet.." she said glancing over at Mavros, who was listening intently. "Do you know an Icewing like the one I described?" she asked.
 
Leif did not renew the protection spell. He could hardly stay up right, let alone use magic.
A trio of SkyWings soared around the tree line, making his way towards Leif and Chenoa.
The Prince dropped his gaze, realizing he did recognize this dragon.
The SkyWing landed before him, scowling.
"Hi, buddy. How you doing? Just kidding, I don't  care. Time to wrap up this, ah, little fiesta thing. Brilliant stunt you pulled back there. This is, like, a cool," Ruewen motioned to the school, "whatever thing. Also, it'll help us, a lot, you use magic, and you're dead, pal."
Leif's wrist gave way and he stumbled, barely catching himself as the pair or SkyWings raised their spears at the sudden movement.
"Fifty," Ruewen spat, "fifty soldiers, Leif, all behind the treeline. You're done, buddy." Ruewen turned towards Chenoa. "And who are you, love? Are you evil too? Yeah, probably. Unfortunate." Ruewen scoffed. "Arrest them."
This is interesting. I'll be reading.
 
This is interesting. I'll be reading.
iron man nod GIF
 
Leif did not renew the protection spell. He could hardly stay up right, let alone use magic.
A trio of SkyWings soared around the tree line, making his way towards Leif and Chenoa.
The Prince dropped his gaze, realizing he did recognize this dragon.
The SkyWing landed before him, scowling.
"Hi, buddy. How you doing? Just kidding, I don't  care. Time to wrap up this, ah, little fiesta thing. Brilliant stunt you pulled back there. This is, like, a cool," Ruewen motioned to the school, "whatever thing. Also, it'll help us, a lot, you use magic, and you're dead, pal."
Leif's wrist gave way and he stumbled, barely catching himself as the pair or SkyWings raised their spears at the sudden movement.
"Fifty," Ruewen spat, "fifty soldiers, Leif, all behind the treeline. You're done, buddy." Ruewen turned towards Chenoa. "And who are you, love? Are you evil too? Yeah, probably. Unfortunate." Ruewen scoffed. "Arrest them."
“Don’t call me Love. I am Chenoa of the IceWings. This is my school. “
 
“Don’t call me Love. I am Chenoa of the IceWings. This is my school. “
"Well, it's, uhh, lovely,  dear. And for gosh sakes, get your tribes right. You are a NightWing, love." Ruewen retorted with a sour smile as his guards advanced towards Leif.
The IceWing made no move to stop the soldiers, their spears raised threateningly.
More SkyWings appeared, coming swiftly around the thick tree line.
Ruewen licked around his mouth, smiling.
The Prince met his gaze, a forlorn look in his eye.
"Remove all your spells, Leif." Ruewen commanded. "Any other sort of spell- and your done. Your soul can't handle anything else."
It was a lie. Ruewen didn't really know. Maybe this last spell would kill Leif, he didn't care.
The IceWing did not move, holding Ruewen's gaze with a blank stare.
"Very well, then." The SkyWing rolled his eyes, more soldiers landing on the rock beside him. "Then we'll kill her."
One of the guards beside Leif whirled on Chenoa, spear still raised.

(*Hiss whispers* sacrifice play, saaaacrifice playyy.. play the victim, Chen.)
 

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