Risu have saluted, accidentally spraying gore all over the wall, and said, "Nope. I'll get around to finding her right now, though."

An unlucky guard ran out and levelled a spear at Risu. "ESCAPEE!"

Risu charged him, batting the spear aside and using his shoulder to crush the guy against the wall. A companion of the late guard also came out.

Using one sword, Risu knocked the spear out of the way. With the other, he cleanly cut that arm off, without any tears marks of anything.

Before the man could scream, Risu hammered the butt of his sword into his forehead. There was a cracking, and when Risu pulled his sword away, there was actually blood coming off of it.

"Has anyone seen the annoying guy? Jor...Joor..JUDE! That's his name!"

Dire looked at the guards who were sent to watch him. They were talking about how they would be safe from Sarion now, but not really paying attention to their hostage.

Looking at his ropes, Dire scratched them a little with his nails. Soon, he just stood up and stretched out his arms, breaking the rope. The guards heard this, and turned to face him. Suprised that the mage broke out of his ropes, they slowly began to pull out their weapons.

Suddenly, from behind, the door came crashing into the room. Soon after the door went down, Fenris pounced from the hall, landing on one of the guards. He was quickly killed when Fenris crush his neck with his jaws. The other guard screamed in shock of his partner suddenly being killed by a wolf, but was quickly silenced when Dire slit his throat.

"You can eat that one, this one will be a meal for Loki." Dire informed his familiar and he slung one of the dead guards over his shoulder. As he exited the room, Fenris began to feast on the other guard.

Free meals and now I know their true intentions.

"Did you guys miss me?" Kali said as she appeared out of the darkness "or did waste my time escaping?"

*Before*
Saviorus nodded and clapped Samuel on the shoulder. "Very well, Don't drink too much, you don't want to burn yourself." He grinned as he walked up to the steps to his room. Sedran had already fallen asleep. He too soon found that his eyes were growing heavy. quickly at that.

Something is not right! He thought lazily. This isn't natural.

Grabbing his staff, he created a small flame within his nerves, the intense pain barely keeping him from falling into unconsiousness. "Help!" he called out weakly.

Then, two large brutes of men stalked into his room, each carrying a heavy mace. "Hey!" said one. "This one isn't asleep yet!"

Saviorus lifted his staff weakly, but the second brute hammered him in the head with the hilt of the mace, sending him into the blackness of unconsiousness.

**************

Saviorus awakened to the intense throbbing within his head. He viewed his surroundings, discovering that he had been placed within a squared cell, and chained to a chair within the center of the room. The two brutes were standing nearby.

The first brute stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. "Well, you just don't like to sleep now do you?"

"You should know when it's past your bedtime!" the other chuckled.

The first brute let loose with a bruising right hook, smashing Saviorus' face. A second one connected, causing a molar to shake loose. A heavy bodyblow smashed into his gut, knocking the wind out of the Pyro mage.

"Oh"! said the second one, dangling his staff in front of him. "Not so scary without your staff now, are you?" He whipped the hilt around, smashing Saviorus across the other cheek, causing him to spit out blood.

The guard swung a second time, this time hammering the right cheek, causing the molar to explode within his mouth, and his chair to fall to the side. As he landed, he felt the chains slip... just that small bit. Saviorus shrugged his shoulder, trying to pull his arm loose, but looking as if he were trying to right himself. Just as the first guard lifted the chair and belted him across the face once more, he felt his hand come free.

The second guard lifted the staff high above his head. "Time to say 'good night' fire boy!" he said and swung the staff down- only to be caught in the freed hand of Saviorus.

He looked into the guards eyes, pure mallace burning in his retna's. His fist shook, and the iron staff began to glow bright orange. The guard gasped in pain and let go, clutching his smoldering hand. The other, recovering from shock, lifted his mace from his belt, only to be blown into the wall by an intense blast of red flame; he slid down slowly, his skin now missing.

The chains that bound him so too glowed a bright red, then orange, then white, eventually melting off the Fire mage. The guard cowered in fear as the Pyro Mage approached, and squealed in terror as he was drawn eye to eye by the grip of Saviorus.

"Am I frightening now?" Saviorus asked; but the mans only response was a shrill scream, which echoed through the halls as his eyes began to smoke, then melt. Gouts of flame spurted through his sockets, and slowly burned deeper, and deeper, eventually slow-roasting his brain.

Saviorus dropped the smoldering corpse, and turned to the door, blasting it open with a stream of fire, and taking with it several of the other guards who were responding to the scream. Saviorus stepped out into the hallway, looking at all of the stunned guards.

"Burn!" he said quietly, his voice shuddering. "This whole town shall burn!" His voice echoed menacingly through the halls, as seemingly from the depths of hell, gouts of flame in the forms of demonic ghosts rose from the floor, passing through and frying each and every guard they came in contact with.

He turned down the hallway, seeing a corpulant guard stop in his tracks and slowly edge backwards.

"Back to hell where you belong!" He shouted, his voice echoing at several pitches at once. And he raised his hand, palm open to the sky. simutaniously, the walls and ceiling burst into flame an enormous skeletal hand, made purely of fire rose from the ground, gripping the obese guard and closing its fist tightly, moving slowly back into the floor and leaving nothing but crisped ashes in its place.

Saviorus stalked down the hallway, to destroy anything that came within sight.

ooc: You do realize we still need to get out of the building before you burn it to the ground.

Ooc: Gimme a break, he's having an emotional time here. He's at the "I want everything and everyone to die!" stage of his life. :D

OOC: Then I will personally kill him for his stupidity if he endangers everyone else.

Ooc: Don't worry, he'll sobre up once he sees a familliar face.

Hint hint.

As Zak continued past the Dark Mage, Solomon appeared in front of him.
"Did you really think there was only one entrance, fool? I knew you were hiding somewhere near the inn, but I couldn't tell where, so after talking to Samuel here, I knew you should have awakened as well. I then lured you here as I knew you would suspect that I di..." His speech was cut short as Zak unleashed one of his spells he made the last year. Solomon's entire body began to swell up like a balloon, but he countered quickly enough to not burst like all balloons eventually do when constantly being inflated. Jenkins, as Zak had decided to call the dead guard's skeleton, rushed at Solomon and grabbed at his staff.

"Calm down." Jude said, holding up his staff as water danced along the walls, steam bursting from the liquid drenching the flames. "No one made it out yet, my turtle is trying to free our mounts." The Hydro mage said then turned down the corner leading to the other cells.