Eugene
*More High Elven mages joined in sending streaks of fire balls both at Segi and the vines he was climbing in attempt to set the foliage on fire sending Segi crashing to the ground.*
Ricardo
*Seigi weaved through the swaying, stocky greenery of the vines. The fireballs exploded in front of him, behind him, and all directions against the walls. It created blazing, consuming flames that ate away at the vines. He continued his climb, but a wisp of flame collided with the pad of leaf which covered his left hand. He felt a rush of burning hot air, a small splash of flames rubbed against his bare skin, sending shrapnel of burning, charred plant into his hand. He let out a yelping cry, withdrawing his hand and almost losing his grip. He slipped down, tightening on with his right hand. He didn't have much of a choice, he needed to get to the top. Just up above, the vines crested the sharp corner which indicated the peak of the wall. If he could just make it up there. He gathered himself, hearing the sound of the fire slamming into the shroud of plant life around him. This was his final shot. He closed his eyes, opening the first inner eye, strength, and grasping the vines with both hands, making sure his feet had a good hold, too. He gritted his teeth as the wound stretched uncomfortably. The pain was good, though. That means the damage wasn't terrible.*

*He crouched against the wall, his arms stretched to their full length, and then catapulted himself upward, his arms pulling and his legs pushing to the best of their ability, sending him flying upward toward the top. He had aimed to land on the crown of the wall, trying to fall onto it.*
Eugene
*The High elves would be on full alert as they mobilized and rushed into the building.*
Ricardo
*He narrowed his eyes as his feet planted down on the coarse sandstone of the wall. His skin went back to its standard color, the dark mana moving off of his skin and his eyes blinking. He hopped down, ripping a sliver of fabric off his white shirt and wrapping his hand with it. He winced, clenching his teeth. Seigi stood to his feet, drawing his blade. Alongside the sword, two astral blades, their frame and outline looked almost glassy, appeared aside him. He lowered his head, his eyes darting around the wide space he was in. It took him a moment to realize where he was; the lower courtyard of the Elven King.*
Eugene
*It would take some time before the whole building was altered so Segi had some time to pursue what he was looking for here.*
Ricardo
*He continued to gaze about, perplexed at the lack of guard in the "King"'s own courtyard. Although, it was the lower half, so that may have had influence over that..*

*Nevertheless, Seigi pressed onward, past lush, matted grasses and thick, meticulously-groomed bushes, up the massive staircase where the elven king's high courtyard laid. He pressed his feet down, checking each direction, before letting out a rush of air, in a sound somewhat similar to a low 'hmm'*