<b><i><u><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(61, 142, 185)">Remiel</span></span></span></u></i></b><br/><br/>The archangel was a little tired of getting bossed around by a human.  It may sound like he was looking for gratitude, but it was the complete opposite.  Nothing was good enough.  He wanted to yell in frustration, break things,<i>and destroy.  </i><br/><br/>Once the humans were out of his arms and getting away from him as fast as they could, he began to pace.  Truthfully, it was amazing the camp had survived as long as it did.  With so many demons, it should have been found before now, but it had stayed hidden<br/><br/>Remiel watched as the other two rested, his footfalls silent in the grass.  He was agitated.  There was an itch under his skin that he was all too familiar with.  He wanted to make the demons pay, though there wasn’t much left of the ones he’d ran into.<br/><br/>“Fine,” he says instead of telling her he knows they can see him.  It was why he landed in the first place, why he had stayed so low.  Did she really think he enjoyed toting two humans around?  He had to get them away, figure out what they were going to do.<br/><br/>“There are others,” he huffs, annoyed at the lack of hope the leader had.  “I don’t know where they’re at, but I know someone’s alive.  Kol, she was with Olivia, correct?  I know the two of them are alive.”   He glances at the two of them before turning to the woods.<br/><br/>“I’ll keep watch.”<br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(46, 139, 87)"><b><u><span style="font-size: 26px">Daniel</span></u></b></span></span><br/><br/>He was exhausted.  He was exhausted and in a lot of pain, though he didn’t want the others to notice.  Ollie had taken off ahead, leading the small group, for which he was grateful.  Between the pain in his arm and the exhaustion, he barely had enough energy to be concerned with the fact that he could<i>hear </i>them.  He could hear the way Ollie’s boots clicked along the tunnel, the way Kol would sigh in frustration, and the way Reinard’s clothing shuffled against his form.<br/><br/>He would panic if he had enough energy.<br/><br/>When they stop for a moment, he finds himself sliding down against the wall.  It’s just for a moment.  Just until he can get some energy back but soon the smaller woman is squatting in front of him.  She looks scared…<br/><br/>Which terrifies the fuck out of him.<br/><br/>He doesn’t need to read lips to hear the words coming out of their mouths, but he doesn’t understand them either.  The look on Kol’s face though has him scooting back.  Daniel didn’t get far before Reinard was there and the tunnel lit up with fire.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"><b><i><u><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'">Olivia</span></u></i></b></span></span><br/><br/>Out of the four of them, she trusted Daniel the most but it was clear to her that his wound was taking a toll on the man.  That meant she was relying on Reinard.  “We didn’t get much.  There’s a few roots and berries we can nibble on if we have to, but mostly it’s for medicine.”<br/><br/>She wasn’t paying attention to the others until she heard Kol speak in a language that Ollie had only ever heard in the demon camps.   Kol grew up in the camps and Reinard was a demon.  It made sense.  What she didn’t like was the way the two of them were looking at each other and then looking at Daniel’s arm.<br/><br/>“The hell is going on?”  She asks, her voice low.  The others don’t get a chance to answer though before footsteps can be heard.<i>What now?</i><br/><br/>Only one of them speaks, and it’s the girl with fire-red hair.  The blond is silent, almost shy like and she reminds Ollie of Kol.  She doesn’t trust either one of them.  It’s the redhead who makes the fatal mistake of moving though.  She sounds far too cheery to be human, so she assumes the two are demonic.<br/><br/>She snaps the whip from her waist and around the redhead's wrist gracefully and yanks.  “Back off,” she orders them.  “Go away if you know what’s good for you.”  She’s tempted to threaten them some more, but then an ear-piercing scream echoes through the tunnel.<br/><br/>She whirls on her heel, momentarily dropping her guard.  Her eyes widened as Daniel continued screaming.  Her first thought was to keep him silent as flame danced along his arm, and she dove to cover his mouth.<br/><br/>“The fuck is wrong with you two,” she growls at her two companions.  Why were they burning him?  She was going to give them a chance to explain, only because they could have easily killed Daniel while her back was turned.  Her eyes widened as she muffled Daniel’s scream, nearly falling over when the man collapses and the tunnel is silent.  It’ll be amazing if they’re not found.<br/><br/>She slides her daggers from their sheaths on her thighs, one aimed at Kol and the other aimed at Reinard, though her eyes don’t ignore the two new strangers either.<br/><br/>“Explain.  All of you.”