Roleplay with TheNovaSwag

Chapter 6: Fear and Sinkholes

M:   Mandara was staring in horror at what just transpired, never had he seen something like that, he was very overwhelmed. He stared at the aggressors on the ground, they were groaning in pain and were barely moving, some weren't moving at all.

The kid then turned his attention back to Saxon, it was so different watching him hurt real people than a practice dummy, and all he could think was that he was willing to be alone with this dangerous man.

When Saxon took a step towards Mandara, he took a step back and fearfully said, "please don't hurt me." Then he ran into the street and took off into the sky, flying towards a forest on the other side of town.

N:   When Saxon tried to chase him, he ran into some people at the entrance of the alleyway and, them seeing their prince fly away from a man holding two daggers, did not help his public image. He clenched his teeth when he replayed Mandara's words in his mind. He was going along with the prince so well that it annoyed him that one skirmish with the French damaged the bond.

However, he focused again as people around him seemed to think they were connecting the dots and were trying to alert the authorities, so he sprinted in the general direction that Mandara flew in. He dropped one dagger along the way but kept the other one just in case he had to deal with more people.

Since being an entity, he was able to sustain a sprint for quite some time, but the spice from before did not help his breathing, so he had to slow down to a jog just so that he wouldn't run out of breath. When he approached the forest, he found Mandara perched on one of the taller trees, so he slowed down to a walk until he reached the base of the tree, and sat down.

M:   Mandara didn't notice him there at first, he was too busy trying to calm himself down from the overwhelming fear he was feeling, he was so scared of what happened that he didn't know what to do, so he just sat there and hoped that he wouldn't be found.

The tree had other ideas though, the branch that Mandara was sitting on was a lot more dead than the kid thought and snapped underneath him. He yelped as he fell but was able to grab onto a much sturdier branch before he hit the ground. When he looked down to see how far he fell, his eyes widened when he saw Saxon there.

"Stop following me," he called down as he pulled himself up, then took off again to get away from the entity.

He had a harder time flying since the fall tore off some of his feathers and left a small cut on one of his wings, but he just kept going until he reached his safe spot, the Eye of Ora.

When Mandara reached the sinkhole, he dove into it to hide, but the dive ripped off a few loose feathers and he lost control, landing in the middle of the lake at the bottom of it.

N:   Saxon hoped that Mandara would not fly away, but who was he kidding, the young country saw him hurt people; real people. So when the prince took off, Saxon heaved himself up and followed him in the direction he thinks that the country flew in.

However, he quickened up his pace when he heard a splash, and when he saw Mandara in the water his eyes widened in fear. Mandoria will surely have his head for this. He dropped everything and began to speed climb down the sinkhole and ran towards the lake, waded in until it was waist deep, took a deep breath, and dove.

The water was a little murky but he was able to soon locate Mandara, although the sight of him floating and not moving in the water frightened him. He grabbed Mandara by the waist, making sure he doesn't damage his wings, and swam back to the surface and to shore.