Prudence

Darick groaned as he pulled himself out of the metal to stand up but in a mater of moments the runic man sped up to him and tossed him very high into the air so much so that he didn’t seem to be coming down anytime soon.

Tral’s brows furrowed as he formed a huge block of steel above that runic man only for it to continue to hang in place while the lady with the staff giggled “such amateurs, this will be fun” as she said this the metal block Tral created was sent flying at him with such speed that he was barely able to dodge in time.

“Enough with the games Hexa. We should capture them as soon as possible. I have been told by my master that we shall be deeply rewarded for these two siblings” The man in the white robe ordered as he floated up to the top of the bus to face the three remaining members of the group.

Gara stepped forward saying “I got this one, Arc should deal with the mage and I hope you can deal with that freaky tattoo guy brother”