John
*It would seem with the metalic skin of the leader his movements would be more sluggish, allowing Almann more than enough time to duck under, sheath his sword and strike the leader's abs with Stone fist. The leader however would flex his belly and cushion against the blow, albeit it would still knock him a few inches back*

*The leader would spit to side and lower bring both his fists up in a boxing stance*

"...Is that all you? How about I show you a real punch"

*The leader would then close in the distance and jab with his right hand at Almann's chin with his left arm raised to defend*
Ranae
_Almann attempts to jump back from the jab, keeping his chin close to his chest so as to (in case) absorb the jab incoming._

_He fires off another Spiked Stone Fist, this time at the legs of the leader. He needed to wear this guy down. If he can keep him at a distance to prevent him from dodging he can win this fight. It's going to be a long fight of attrition if he can just keep his distance._

```Almann attempts to dodge the jab, keeping his chin close to his body, and firing off another Spiked Stone Fist at the legs of the leader. This costs him an additional 3.75 mana, reducing his pool to 72.5/100.```
Thomas
"Rest, Jackal. You did well." *Kaisa would gently hug her then lay her on the floor*
Roger
*She knew she had to attempt to do at least something while Almann fought. Kaisa refused to be useless. She aimed one hand at the red haired woman, and another at the old leader, as well as a shoulder pod. She would aim for the woman's head, and the elder's head, groin and right knee*
```30 mana spent, 28 regained over 4 turns, 22/100 mana remaining```
John
*The red head had already given up on putting up much of a fight, and your needle would pierce her neck, causing her to twitch for a few seconds before going limp as he face started to slowly burn away. The room was getting very stuff very quickly as all the flame magic being used inside was turning it into a smoke trap. Visibility would be reduced once more despite there now being light due to the smoke and your throats would start feeling itchy once again* 

*The needles aimed at the leader would make contact, but not penetrate his thick skin, but cause him to flinch a bit as they hit his sensitive spot. The flink would cause him to redact his punch slightly as it swishes past Almann's forehead. With the gust of wind that followed, Almann would be able to tell that if it made contact, he would've been out cold. Almann would be able to put distance between the two of them an launch another stone fist at the leader's leg. The leader would leap over it, but would be visibly upset that you were now out of melee range. He would look around for a bit before walking over to a nearby burning piece of furniture, a table. He would then lift it over his head and like a discus, he would spin and send it flying toward Almann, before turning to face Kaisa*

"Guess you didn't learn your lesson the first time, now did you?"
Roger
*She would push Jackal into a secluded spot, and prepare to dodge any attacks made by the leader. She knows she's far too weak to do anything to him, so she'll have to wait for the steel skin to run out. She should spec into some lightning magic*
Ranae
_Almann would drop to his stomach, sending another Spiked Stone Fist at the ankles of the leader._

```Almann attempts to dodge the table by dropping low to his stomach. With his free hand he sends a Spiked Stone Fist, costing him another 3.75 mana. 68.75/100 mana remaining.```
John
*The leader would run up and close the distance between him and Kaisa as she pushed Jackal to safety and launch a round house kick to the back of her head. However, Almaan having dodged the flying table would be able to launch his stone fist and his his supporting foot's ankle, causing the leader to lose his balance slightly. He would bend his knee to lower his center of gravity and regain balance, but doing so would give Kaisa time o defend herself from the kick*
Roger
*Kaisa would feel the air from the leader moving, and knew she was in danger. She would duck low to avoid the most likely incoming attack to her head, and dart further into the room, away from Almann. However, her fractured femur, tibia and fibula would be placed under immense strain, and she would yelp out it pain as she moved*
Ranae
_Almann shoots off another 'Spiked Stone Fist', this time at the groin of the leader._

```Almann shoots off another Spiked Stone Fist aimed at the groin of the leader. This cost 3.75 mana, leaving Almann With 65/100 mana.```
Brandie
*Arthur would slowly blink his eyes open, noticing that he was in a bright room, light radiating outwards from various flames inside. He could smell the smoke, and involuntarily inhaled some, cursing his own reflexes as he did. However, he had no other choice but to inhale the fumes, and coughed himself awake as he tried to get a grasp of his current situation and surroundings. He could still feel the pain from his lung area and his throat, and remembered that he felt something pierce his throat before he fell victim to the damages of his injuries. Instinctively, he reached for the back of his neck, expecting to feel the cold steel of an arrow or a bolt. Instead, he felt his own flesh in the place of that area, but something was off. It wasn't warm. It was.. Cold. He pulled his hand back, looking at his own features. There was a liquid coating his blood, but it wasn't the red he was expecting. Rather, it was a shade of... White. White? White blood? What the hell? He certainly doesn't remember bleeding white in his entire lifetime.*
Thomas
"Arthur? Are you ok?"
Brandie
*He would groan, wincing in pain. He could still feel his gaping chest wound, but somehow, it wasn't as sharp as before.*
"More or less, yeah. Though, what happened while I was out?"

*He would groan, wincing in pain. He could still feel his gaping chest wound, but somehow, it wasn't as sharp as before.*
"More or less, yeah. Though, what happened while I was out?"
Neal
*Syele would had been in utter agony, but the burning pain that stretched across her body was almost familiar. They didn't whimper, cry, or even scream in pain, letting it bottle up as they forced their mouth shut through it all. She couldn't see anything with their eyes having been damaged in the ensuing inferno that had engulfed them and only a white blurry was presented before her. Their hair would be badly matted and burnt together along with the surrounding patches on their ears gone as well. Her clothes would had still been burning if it wasn't for Kaisa shielding her and knocking her across the ground to protect her, but still the oriate remained silent for a time almost wanting to give into death.*

*'Why do I live? Why bother anymore...' She thought to herself as she balanced on the edge of consciousness with only her adrenaline keeping her awake around that time. She'd try to breathe but felt as if her lungs were still on fire from all the smoke that she inhaled previously and of course, the air they were in now was already becoming hard to breath in. Memories started to flash before her eyes, of an abusive father and a submissive mother who didn't have the strength to stop even the slightest of cruelty. Now, she remember the burning pain, it was discipline that her father gave her when she interrupted him... He had boiled water in a finely decorated kettle and forced it down her throat while her own brothers held her still. Even then, she couldn't scream as it filled her lungs scolding and scolding her insides... If it wasn't for her grandfather... Taking her to the healers she would had died she thought.*

*Even after that, she couldn't taste food or even stand to eat hardly anything. Her grandfather wanted to take her away, but he passed just a few months later... And the disciplined continued... The healers continued... All she knew was a numbing pain and when the day came that she buried away her own family into slavery... She still felt nothing.*

*Syele's eyes glared about the white filled void that had taken her vision and her ears slightly heard Arthur's voice for a mere moment along with the crackling of the flames that had taken the room. 'I suppose in the weight of gold and in the eyes of others, I don't hold much value maybe that's why I'm here to suffer. Maybe that's why the world wishes me to hurt.' she didn't know why, but the thought occurred in her mind for some reason. Nonetheless, she started to mouth the words to a spell, wanting to say it while also wishing for peace in death... It was debated in her own mind and really the only reason why she wanted to live even the slightest was out of spite. Spite of her family, spite of those who looked down upon her, and spite for the bastard Arthur.* "Wa-walk i-it off." *She muttered out in absolute agony, casting the spell on herself while pushing through every inch of the pain, her resolve slowly coming back... For the mere fact of her hatred of the world, she would live.*
```Casted walk it off on self, still too lazy to recount all mana. 0/100)```
John
*Kaisa would be able to barely duck in time as the kick whiff over her heads, and like Almann she would likely sweat a bit realizing her head would be paste against the wall if it had made contact. However, the leader wasn't going to let Kaisa get away that quickly. He would slam his feet against the ground as a barrier would appear infront of Kaisa, blocking her escape route and would also intercept Almann's spiked stone fist. Thinning it out slightly. The leader would close the distance once more and attempt to knee Kaisa in the gut*

"You can't run away forever you bitch!" He would yell

*Syele's magic would ease the pain of her sockets and her blackened skin would lighten a bit back toward their original color. She was still in pain, but as healer she would know she would at least survive.*
Roger
*Kaisa would remember something her father taught her. When in battle, don't waste your breath on talking. She would ignore the insult, and push off to the side so that she ends up on the outside of the man's reach. She would also push on the knee sideways, as to gain an extra boost. She couldn't keep this up for too long, her legs felt like they were on fire and screamed out in pain, but she kept going. Just a little longer, she told herself, just a little longer*
Ranae
_Almann jogs to the opening in the barrier, firing off another Spike Stone Fist at the head of the leader, making sure he has room to jump back in case he the leader is too close._

```Spiked Stone Fist aimed at the head of the leader. Another 3.75 mana used, but 5 mana gained. Current mana is 66.25/100.```
Brandie
*Arthur would look around the area, noticing a small brawl with a large man in the room, the two of them looking like they were struggling against their foe. He would attempt to get up from his stance, only to be stopped by his inability to move, and the pain that surged throughout his body when he tried to sit straight up. He could move his legs very slightly, however, but decided not to do anything lest that would trigger even more pain. Deciding that he couldn't do anything in the current situation, he began to wonder about his condition, seeing that neither Almann nor Kai'sa responded to him, which was to be expected; they were locked in a fight with a pretty powerful opponent, after all.*

*He began to ponder and contemplate on the reason why his blood had changed color. Was it a dye of sorts? No, the only things that were in the previous room were armors and weapons, all looking relatively high-quality at that. Was it a sort of poison? Probably not. Poison would most likely have their own apothecary specialized just for them, rather than crammed into a room with a bunch of armor and the whatnot. He had no idea what had happened to him while he was asleep, and didn't find any relevant leads either, besides the fact that his hands were cold and the fact that his blood ran white. He would hear Syele cast 'Walk it Off' a good couple of feet away, and Arthur immediately noticed various burns throughout her body. The first thing he wanted to do was jeer at her for being so weak, but then saw that she was in a serious condition; she didn't look like she would make it much longer, while also looking like she was being put through a terrible kind of torture. Looking at the other oriate, for the first time in their relationship, he would stare at her in concern, genuine empathy in his eyes.*

"S-Syele, you good? What got you so beat up?"
Neal
*Syele could only tilt her head slightly at Arthur around that time. Her vision having somewhat returned to her due to the magic, but much of her wounds had yet to fully heal making her still immobile for the time. She'd mouth out at first, trying to form words, but the pain was still over-barring and she was lucky to cast the spell to begin with. Within a few seconds, though, she finally spoke out.* "N-no." *Was the only thing she could mouth out to him, her eyes were still damaged and visibly colored in a disdaining way.*

*She'd still rotate over on her side, wanting to scream out in agony, but she prevented herself from doing so by biting down on her tongue. She'd use her good arm to move herself forward toward Arthur and hopefully reaching him. On closer inspection much of her body was still burned severely with only patches of her skin having returned to normal and much else of it still glowing from the spell trying to recover. She'd look over at him for a time, her once dead stare even worsen in that moment along with her emotionless expression. 'Too much', she thought, 'too much effort for such a waste.', she thought to herself while being somewhat glad to still be alive.*
John
*The leader decided to balance on leg instead of a flying kick to allow him to readjust his aim incase Kaisa tried to flee, seeing how for the past 3 attacks they've all been avoided. As Kaisa leaves the reach of his knee he would simply unfold his tucked in leg and switch it into a front kick aiming for her chin. His metalic glow would start to fade however just as Almaan's stone fist collides with his head. He would loose his balance from the strike and cause him to lower his kick back to the ground to recompose himself. He would touch the back of his head and bring it to his face, clearly covered in blood. He would look over to Almaan in anger but as he would start to get up, he woulds start coughing terribly. He would now look around and realize how dangerous the situation was. He would then duck down and run toward the hallway to escape the smoke. Everyone else would also start coughing from all the smoke in the room as well*
Ranae
_Almann would follow the fleeing leader, unsheathing Horemheb with his left hand, and side-arm throwing it towards the upper part of his back torso (shoulder area)._

```Almann side-arm throws Horemheb in a side-arm technique with a strength of 6 and a +300% increase of weight for the sword towards the top-middle of the back of the fleeing leader.```
Neal
*Syele would struggle to her feet as some of her wounds had eventually healed more. She'd limb over toward Arthur, doing her damnest to get him to his feet and on the way toward the exit. They'd be moving at a steady pace hopefully, but she was still badly injured at the time and not able to do much else besides limp forward. As well, once she reached Kasia she'd try to lower arthur down enough for him to help pick her up... Because if he couldn't help support her then they weren't going anywhere.*
Roger
*Kaisa sees the front kick ready to happen. If this hits her, her jaw will probably never come back together. Thankfully, the Stone Fist from Almann knocked the man off balance, and as he runs out, Kaisa fires two Flaming Barrages, at the man's head*

*It was good to see that both Jackal and Arthur were awake and ok. Although Jackal was missing some clothing and severely burned, but fortunately she could heal herself. Arthur, on the other hand, would probably not recover in time to fight.*

```15 mana regained, 28 regained after another 4 turns of forgetting. 35/100 mana remaining```
Brandie
*Seeing Syele struggle to her feet inspired Arthur a tiny bit as well, as he willed himself to ignore the sharp bursts of pain that were coming from his chest as he used his right arm as a pillar to hold his weight up as he stood to his own feet. Rasmus was back in its scabbard, now in its sword form, which was good; he didn't want to lose his sword again after the ordeal with the rogue statue. He watched as Syele strode on over to his location, extending her arm up as a means to help him get back on his own to feet. The kitsune would take that arm, pulling so that he himself could get up as well. He put his arm over Syele's shoulder, using her as a balance to trudge on over to the exit of the room. He would turn away form her, however, becoming the slightest bit of red as he muttered to his comrade.*

"Thanks. I'll give gratitude when its due, so thanks."
John
*The leader noticing Almann throwing his sword at him would quickly summon another barrier, intercepting it mid-flight. As Kaisa sends her flaming barrage though, the barrier would shatter and one of them would strike the leader in head, drawing more blood and cause more burns, but not enough to slow him down as he escapes into the hallway. However upon seeing the smoke coming from the other rooms he would halt and start cursing under his breath*

"Fuck, you bastards burnt a lot of shit in here also! At this rate the cargo will suffocate and die! No, make that all of us!"
Thomas
"What is the cargo? Is there even a way out?"
Mary
"Slaves, we heard one on our way in. And aye, we still have the key to get out."
Thomas
"So, we can just leave this place-OH FUCK WAIT!"
Ranae
_Almann uses 'Recall' on Horemheb, grabbing the blade as he squeezes past the barricade and out the door._
Roger
*She would collapse to the ground, clutching her legs. Adrenaline had worn off, and she now felt the full effect of placing so much strain on her already fractured legs. The pain both burned like white hot fire and shot up her legs like electricity.*

*Kaisa would be rendered useless, laying on the floor in pain*
Thomas
"Ohhhh... Fuuucccckkk..."
Neal
"Then cut the cargo loose and have them get out of here too! For fuck sakes, it's not worth us all dying in this hellhole!" *Syele spoke out in her monotone voice while still holding arthur up at the time, she'd notice his odd reaction to her, but regardless she held onto him tight as not lose the poor bastard to the smoke.*
Ranae
_The cargo? The leader? Slaves were expensive, but he was tasked with killing the leader. Arthur, Jackal, and the rest? They got him in this mess in the first place. For now the live cargo takes precedent over all other matters. The loss for the boss would be too great, not to mention they probably have to pay back the cargo they just burned in the room..._
Mary
"Jackal, drag Kaisa out of the smoking room, I'll go after the cargo. If I can manage to break open their cage or bindings, we can get out of here."
Brandie
"Do you see our position right now, Al? We can barely lift ourselves up."
Mary
"Then stay low and don't breath to much smoke. I have one useful arm right now. Good thing I have the key, huh?"
Ranae
_He was bluffing of course, he says this while turning to Jackal and Arthur and then turning to the bloodied leader._
Mary
"Looks like we're going to have to pause this for now. Help me get the live cargo out of here and we'll both leave here alive with the rest of them. We've already killed the rest of your troop, I doubt they'd figure you missing from their burnt corpses."
Neal
"If we can at least reach the stair case then we have a better chance of surviving through the smoke to be honest. If it's okay with you, I'll try to get the others up there while you handle the slaves, Almann." *Syele stated flatly, nodding to what he said and looked toward the rooms that they had previously came through.*
Thomas
"We need to get Alex as well. We left him up there"
John
*The leader would look at all the smoke, then at the room with the cargo in it, then back at Almaan and nod.*

"You better hold your end of the deal, but yes, I shall accept a truce for now"

*The leader would then head into the storage room expecting Almaan to follow*
Thomas
"Oh... Fuck, that's a little better"
Roger
*She would start to crawl as fast as she could towards the entrance to the previous room, which wasn't fast at all. Dear god, that still hurt! Damn those days, when she was turned into a vampire. She could have been relieved of this by now*
Neal
*Syele would eventually walk over to Kaisa with Arthur in hand still and used her other arm to drag her. With her adrenaline still pumping like it was, she could at least get a fair distance through the dungeon while Almann took care of the last bit of business, as well, hoping to god one of them would get enough strength to at least grab Alex on the way out.*
Thomas
"Ow... Careful please"
Ranae
_Almann follows cautiously, the leader could very easily ambush him around the corner, seeing as they'd plan to betray them once before. He'd go in with the leader, keeping his eyes on him as they make their way towards the living cargo._
John
*The leader would lead Almaan to the back without lighting any light sources. It would seem the members of the guild had night vision or something like it. The whimpering and crying would get louder as you reached the back till eventually you would hear female voices sobbing in terror as they see the two of you. There would be 6 fine looking female kitsunes chained up against the wall. The leader would chuckle as he pulls out a key and starts to unlock the metal chains binding them to the wall but not the manacles that restricted their hands and feet. The kitsune would look at the leader with confusion but also terror and attempt to hurdle in the corner, but the leader would yank at the iron chains attached to their collars and pull them in like a group of dogs on a leash. He would smirk in amusement at their anguish* 

"Beauties aren't they? Good looking female macens go for 600+ gold each, imagine the wealth the boss would've made selling these. Yet all we get is 50 some gold at most for escorting such prized valuables. Real cheapskate as I said. How much is the boss paying for all your trouble here? Was it really worth it? I'm just trying to say like I did earlier, we weren't in the wrong. We are being exploited plain and simple, but if we go against him this is what happens. Anyhow, I guess we better start moving"

*The leader would then tug on the chains and drag the kitsune out of the storage room*
Thomas
"What's going on there Almann? What's the cargo? I can here people, if it's slaves..."
Ranae
_Almann almost vomits in his mouth at how much they got paid, and how much the slaves are worth. Holy shit! 50 gold? That was his entire fortune! Perhaps he should be employed by this boss some more. Cargo transport is really something isn't it? Now he knows why they betrayed the boss. They wouldn't have to worry about running, finding food, they'd could literally pay their way to safety with this cargo..._

_Almann bites his lip. That's a LOT of gold. Perhaps it would be worthwhile. This could jump-start his entire business more so than this job..._
Brandie
"Almann? You're oddly quiet. I know there are slaves in there, but what's got your tongue?"
Roger
*Kaisa hated slavery. Being bound against your own will, forced to work fields and house, chained up in dark, damp places. She swore to god, if any of them owned slaves or even considered it she would barrage them with burning vengeance*
Mary
"Absolutely ridiculous. These slaves... Assuming they're virgins, are worth more than some men make in a lifetime. What you guys got paid, I barely make a fraction per job. I can see why you'd guys think of a bargain like this..."

"Either way, keep moving. Unless you want to die here with the rest of us."
Ranae
_Almann shouts out_
Mary
"Yeah, we're coming out with the cargo! Don't do anything rash you dolts!"
Neal
*If Syele by chance made it to the up stairs door by now would hold up the rune key and whispered into the door the password that was given to her.* "Greed is but a motive, coin the means, and prosperity the end." *If successful she'd stumble outside, lowering the two on the ground before almost landing face-first herself.*
Thomas
"Where's Alex? We need to get him out too."
Brandie
"Knowing that bastard? He probably already left."
Ranae
_Almann simply follows the leader out. He feels like he's going to regret this later. Damn! If the boss hadn't had so much power in this city he would be leaving these people and going with the leader to sell these slaves..._

_He had to prepare he feels to take on the leader again. He keeps Horemheb unsheathed and leaning on his shoulder, preparing to lop off the leader's head when he gets the chance._
Thomas
"He was knocked out pretty bad though. Worse than you."
John
*Whispering the words the leader told Syele, the door way would slowly open up once more to the alleyway you guys entered from. However, the rat was nowhere to be seen and instead she would see a robed figure with its facial features fully covered*

"I see you some of you have made it out. Is it safe to assume the others have fallen?" *The robed figure would ask*


*As for Almaan and the leader, much like how Almaan was eyeing the leader for a chance to attack, the leader was eyeing Almaan. Almaan wouldn't know if the leader was being cautious or planning on doing the same thing that he was planning, but at the very least it didn't seem like his guard was down. The slaves would continue to be dragged and would start to weakly cough from the smoke despite only just entering it. As you two start to leave the room with the statues Almaan would notice Alex lying on the ground where the monk and barbarian statue wrecked him. The leader would let out a whistle*

"Well then, looks like the security was able to take out one of you at least. Though I wished it would've done more. You leaving him?"
Mary
"The others will get him. For now we focus on-"
Ranae
_He abruptly stops mid-sentence, striking towards the head of the leader with Horemheb. He had to hope they'd stop the slaves as they're going out, perhaps there was someone out there as a representative of the boss? So many unknowns. All he knows is that he has to cripple or kill this fool. He wasn't leaving until he was dead._
Neal
"W-we made it out, but we got one of ours still down there about to wrap it up with their leader. I pray and believe your cargo is still alive and well, but it's up to him to finish the job and kill the bastard, but he could still fail. The rest of the guild members were all slaughtered in the fight and we lost another one of our man for a moment to the smoke." *Syele explained softly trying to recover from her injuries for the time being while looking to the others.*

"If not, you may have to finish that man yourself... You seem capable." *She stated flatly, the man was in better shape then all of them and surely he had more tricks then one would expect just from the first look.* "His injured severely with possibly at least a concession or some trauma to the brain." *She remember him bleeding badly from the head, really, she thought he'd be a easy kill by that point.*
Thomas
"Someone has to go and help him. Almann isn't the most helpful type. Anyway, what will happen to the cargo?"
Roger
*Kaisa would had went down there and dragged Alex if she had the strength to. She hoped that the slaves would go free, she couldn't bear the thought of those poor women chained up like that*
Brandie
*Arthur would stare back at the robed man, figuring that this was the human form the rat turned into. Robed, shady, and cloaked... Just what he figured a lackey of the Boss would dress like. He heard him talk about how the 'security' had gotten one of them, Alex, which Arthur didn't get too hung up about.*

"Yeah, they got Alex. They nearly got me as well, a stab through the chest and some bolt through my neck. When I woke up, though, it was gone. Care to try and give an explanation?"
John
*The robed figure would nod at Syele's and Arthur's explanation*
"I see, I think I've got a grasp on the situation now. I do hope your remaining comrade succeeds as otherwise you all will be held responsible for the damages. I am rather envious of the luxury you mercenaries have to abandon jobs. If I were to take this job from your hands, the pay you all are receiving wouldn't not cover the cost for my skill set. As such you would have to pay for the difference from out of your own pocket. However, I doubt any of you could afford it without going into serious debt. But still, I shall leave the decision up to you. Go back down there and finish this job, hire me to finish it, or abandon it altogether. Note that you would still be held for the cost of damages even if you abandon the job."

*He would then turn to face Arthur*

"As for your injuries, I am not sure what you want me to say? It would seem like the female orinate is a healer so wouldn't the natural conclusion be she took it out and healed you?"