Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20150420010641/@comment-5543592-20150421215759

"Where... Where did he come from!?"

"Unhand me!" Dacian snapped, casting Ebonyflesh over himself. "You mongrels, I demand you tell me where I am!"

"Dace..." Kay whispered happily. "You're with me, in a corridor underground, surrounded by a load of...guards..."

Dacian turned to and furrowed his brow at Kay, like he had trouble recognizing her. "Kay?" He asked, like he was surprise to see her. "By Mannimarico, I'm back in the underground..." He looked shocked. "About damn time."

He glanced back at the ones wielding swords. In a whirlwind of levitation and telekinesis he shot into the air, over the sword-wielders, there blades harmlessly streaking his currently impenetrable flesh. He landed gently behind Kay, and cast a line of Wraithmen in front of them as defenders.

"Who else is here?  Arik?  Toan?" He asked her hurriedly.