Xeik was fast, and even without information on what was happening, he moved quick and disarmed and knocked Simone out in a single motion. “Llywellyn? What the fu-” He was cut off as the elf king spouted off a set of instructions. It seemed like it was an emergency, and that was enough to at least get Xeik moving. “Fine, but talk as we work.”
Roma, Xeik, and Llywellyn worked together, and within half an hour they had gathered all the kids and opened a gate. It had taken some explaining, but the younger kids were panicking. If it had not been for Rex and Lucas taking charge of the younger ones, it would have taken much longer. Xeik wasn’t privy to all of the details, but he at least had an idea what was going off. “Lewis is in trouble…being hunted even. That’s…” He grimaced. “We have to figure out how to help…” Alshaya was in his arms, and Everett in Lucas’. The two kids were worried about their father, and neither one of them wanted to leave without him.
“It’ll be okay,” Xeik replied, smiling to Alshaya. “I promise.”
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Lewis was in agony, but he wasn’t going to die. With the resonance cut, at least Simone wasn’t in danger of receiving the effects of whatever the toxin was, but without her magic, that left him with only his weapons and his wits. He swayed, the poison still hitting his senses. Without hesitation, he pulled out the scalding fire dagger, and slammed it into the same arm.
At once, the searing pain lit up his senses, and he hissed. But the pain was sobering, at least for the time being. And the dagger of choice instantly cauterized. “Lucky I had it on me,” he muttered. Next, was to get out of the burning house. What a shame…I liked this place, he thought. Still, the front door was obvious. They were expecting him to panic.
I could use the portal, but it’s likely everywhere else is on fire as well… He decided to go for the rooftops. Even without Simone, he could probably survive the fires above long enough to hit the Vilpa roofs. It took little time to navigate the burning building, and soon he was next door, out in the cool air.
Surely enough, there was a small mob at the front of the house, waiting for Lewis to appear. What even is happening? Lewis had a lot of questions, but no one to answer them. “Hm…I wonder if Jas is home…” The assassin narrowed his eyes, looking across the rooftops. There’s his house…let’s pay a visit…
It was likely that he wasn’t home just yet, but with it being late in the day, surely he would be home soon. And Lewis would be waiting…