Fen suddenly feels the unavoidable urge to turn around and attack the people trying to save Turin. It's a very savage urge. All she can care about is cutting them all apart into chunks of senseless meat. Then during the midst of this, a foreign thought races through her mind. "Your end of the bargain."
Turin himself has middling success. He hasn't been quite dragged in, but he's getting close.
The mist by the cracks coalesces into a blob and lethargically floats around aimlessly.
-He uses Sol's help to try to pull himself free, keeping on cutting at those that hold him-
Sol. I thank you. But the men of this city need you fighting with them. They have not tried to kill me yet. Like my father, they seem to want me alive. Now I'll be damned if I'm going to give into them. But the men need you more than I do.
-Looks up as Fen turns fentastically evil-
Especially now. If she was yet another Fey masquerading as one of our own.
edited 25th Apr '15 9:55:23 PM by ThanatoSeraph
Ruskalt gets tired of Cloud and lifts his head up. A purple blob of Bad Magicks forms between his horns and hurls itself at Cloud. It's not especially powerful, he just wants to get Cloud away.
Gil's hacking and slashing and Fey-murdering are going well. So well that they relieved the pressure on Turin despite the fact that it wasn't his actual aim.
Too bad Fen's the problem now.
The Fey instinctively run away from Fen, as if she's some kind of magical Fey repellent.
-behold, Silver, the glory of Babylon-
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-well for like a second or two before Gilgamesh is yanked along with the rest of his chain-
—!
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI

-rushes into battle near Turin and the rest-
-slashes up some Fey, lashes some others with his chain-
-is not really attempting to tactically drive them back, but rather to take out as many as he can-
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI