Patrick
*The dagger was sharp and coated with an oil, ensuring its sharpness remains even after a few cuts. The fox listened to the man as she'd gaze around the darkness, her expression was relaxed and calm. She was in her element as crimson red eyes turned to stare at the demigod as a smile grew on her face. Her words soft as whisper.*

```"No, The Shogun would only scare off. Delay. This one has been searching for weeks, priority is on the head not on the body. The body will die quickly without head. Best the two cut off the head swiftly and quick, then break the body as confusion leads. The two can break into one, one becomes savior while one becomes the distraction. But, the head is the target."```

*The kitsune spoke rather carefully as she made her points clear, she was a guardian after all and to protect the citizens was part of her duties. With two assassins, the opportunity was there. As much as she'd enjoy the classic tragedy of slaves being killed and their blood filling the lands, it would go against her duties. It worked in their benefit, having a distraction and a savior in the end of this hunt. All priority was on the head, should Noctis die the heroic death than a beautiful death awaited him. But if he lived, he can try again.*

*The pair began to make their way down the cliff, as the fox teleported between shadows to arrive down the cliff. Watching as she waited for the demigod to make his way down, she watched a patrol of human cultists bring in another carriage of slaves into the war camp. Most of them were monks beaten near death, the distant echoed of growls and hyena laughs filled the air as they approached closer to the camp site.*
Gary
The question was who would be which, a question he pondered as he nimbly made his way down the cliff. He'd grown up in the Forstead Mountain Range, his feet were instinctively good at finding the right nooks and crannies to land for him to make his way down- though of course not nearly as swiftly or elegantly as Akira and her teleportation. Still, for a mortal man, for which he was no better than now, he moved remarkably well. One hand resting on the dagger, the other out by his side to keep his balance and catch a stone or an edge should he somehow slip. Once he'd reached the base and the campsite came closer, his hand would come up to Akiras shoulder and pull her closer so he could whisper into her ear. 
 
"How far can you jump through shadows? My teleportings range is not limited, but I can only do it so much and trying to teleport where I can't see might result in disaster. However if we make a series of jumps together with you leading the way and signaling when its clear, we might make it to the 'head'." Once he was done, he pushed her deeper into the shadow against the cliff wall as he heard some laughs near, lingering there with her out of sight hopefully. His eyes could not pierce the darkness like they might have once been able to do, all the same he had his warriors instinct. Luckily it had stopped pinging for Akira, perhaps she'd decided for now that he would live until he was killed by others, not herself. One less problem for the moment at least. 

"Do you know where to find them?" He asked softly, watching her crimson eyes as she studied the camp. Her eyes were also like Elizas, blood red and alluring, there in the dark he could nearly imagine she was there. The demigod had to surpress a shudder of desire, a strange new wave of emotion for him. He'd never been racked with such intense *Desire* Before, it radiated off him like an aura. He'd shared one dance with Eliza and known this Kitsune but mere hours, neither of which should cause him any such affl

Iction. Which one was it though? His heart pinged like a shooting star when he thought of the Countess, and his heart raced like a scared rabbit when Akira gazed at him, but he couldn't tell if that was out of fear and adrenaline from the danger she posed in his weakened state and the connection she shared with his fathers magic, or the same heat that flooded him now. Whatever the case, wanting either would get him killed without a chance to find out. Focus, focus, **Focus**. 

Then just as quickly as the aura of lust had appeared, it was shut off. The demigod had a remarkable control over his mind and body, even if that control faltered at times. Focus on the mission.
Patrick
*Watching and even studying the agility of the demigod, even without his divine powers, he held experience of a mountain goat it seemed. Moving quickly down the cliff, her white ears of fur peaked up to his questions. Remaining silent as she was pushed deeper into the darkness of the cliff. Darkness caused her to almost vanish if it wasn't for those two red eyes. Laughter bounced before it slowly became growls and barks, moving away as torches did not reveal the pair. Her hands reached out from the dark as she'd put her hands around his head, turning them to look at her. Her gaze was intense as if spoting something in souls before pitching his cheek.*

```"Clear the mind, Noctis and his thoughts leak out silver from the eyes. This one can travel very far, but the closer the place, the easier and faster the leap is. The center must have one of three heads, this one does not know."```

*The kitsune leaned her face closer towards the demigod, her breath hitting his face as she'd place her hand on his chest. As if hearing and feeling his heart beat, before leaning her head against the man's chest. Her ears hearing the heart of a demigod beat, he would surely bleed but that wasn't her priority oddly. His eyes were flooded with thoughts, thoughts she did not know. Hence her curiosity grew. Her cold hand reached up to grab the man's neck, lifting it up as she spoke looking over her shoulder.*

```"Unbalanced and chaotic is the heart. Unsure and afraid of something. This one does not know but if Noctis wishes to be a hero, he must have balance and control. This one smells and hears none of those two when he locks a gaze. Savory and beautiful, either can cut the three heads however."```

*The woman said in low whisper as her words were cold and intense, she placed her chin over his shoulder as she leaned against him. Before vanishing completely. She stood behind him with her focus on the camp, as if trying to find a good place.*
Gary
Noctis shuddered as her breath reached his face, it was a sensation he had not experienced in a long, long time. Her hands upon his neck were like a leash upon a dog, keeping him chained to his spot. Still, her words had merit. He wanted Eliza, he did not know if he wanted this Kitsune, and yet above it all, he wanted to live to be able to *Want* Anything. He did want to be a hero, he wanted to save people, he didn't want to be a shadow of the empire, a harbringer of death- he wanted to be a chance for hope. 

Sighing, he nodded his head and as she pulled herself closer to him, he hugged her. She was soft and warm, different from Eliza but not better, though he'd never truly hugged the woman. Still, holding Eliza had been like getting to hold the essence of winter with a warm home at its core, a blazing hearth to draw in the weary. Holding Akira was like a performer hugging a serrated blade against their neck, exhilirating in the best and worst ways. Yet it did not swamp him now. Akira was right, he had something he wanted and he would take it. He'd save those people and end this Gnoll summoning. When she was gone and appeared behind him, he turned and stepped beside her to study the camp, all of his cool reserve finally returned to him. 

"There, a break in the tent lines, theres a larger tent with no lights. We find those and use their cover, jump from shadow to shadow till we find the first of the leaders. Once we take down one, another might come out to bring control to their ranks- chaos will only breed more chaos. How does that sound?" He asked, slipping a dagger out from his coat to have at the ready should it be needed.
Patrick
His words rang into her ears as she took note of the larger tent that had no lights. These torches were the only thing that caused issues for her, should a fire spread onto the ragged tents. Not to mention the problem of burning them and the slaves alive. Death by flames was the most painful way to go, at least from how loud people scream and panic upon burning alive. Her mind pondered on that though, an entire valley filled with painful screams was something rather savory to think of. Would a furry creature like a gnoll burn faster or slower?*

*But her mind cleared and she got into action, the fox vanished once again to teleport into the darkness of the large tent. It was filled with tools and butchering equipment, the rust was red mixed with dried blood. The scent around the war camp was disgusting and foul, as the scent mixed blood, fire and rotten flesh. Akira was not too bothered by the scent. Her crimson eyes searching and she'd secure the area, gnolls passed by the tent but none seemed to turn their attention to it. Instead turning their attention to the center of the camp where the slaves seemed to be placed and gathered up. She signaled the demigod to jump over once it was clear and safe. Should the pair be reunited, they came to view an odd sight.*

```"No no! Flesh not for us! You bite again then we put you as feast! Put meat around gold cage! No! Not on gold cage AROUND! AROUND! THAT'S NEXT TO IT!"```

*A gnoll spoke and yelled out to a group of gnolls that began to make preparations as their claws dragged cages filled with slaves of different races. This was when the kitsune spoke in a whisper as she'd pulled him closer to her maw.*

```"The gold cage is meant for the special sacrifice, this one is sure that its meant to bring God of Savagery back. Must act fast and kill the special sacrifice. Unless Noctis wishes to fight another God."```
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*Akira said making her point clear, she was aware that the two were strong in their own right. But her confidence in fighting a God of Gnolls was not high. The two would watch and move as they'd begin making their way around the center searching for the special sacrifice. The gold cage in the center was empty and small.*

*Noctis began to feel something familiar, a divine blood nearby. Another demigod? It was faint and weak, but a child of the gods was near. Perhaps the great sacrifice was a demigod...*