<div style="text-align: justify">Walking away from the cliff and turning back to the cart, Elric petted the glowing Bear that handed him a pink bag. Surprised at how much it weighed, he almost fell, needing both hands to bring that small bag up to his shoulder and toss it like a sack of potatoes on the back of the cart with a groan. Climbing up and taking a seat in front of Emrin, using his rolled up cloak as a pillow, he pulled just the hood out of the straps and covered his eyes. Tossing both legs up to the side of the coachman and relaxed petting popcorn’s back, she laid over his thorax and looked around with her ears up interested, it was not everyday she went out of the city. In times like these you never know exactly when the next rest will take place so Elric calmed his breathing, his hearth, closed his eyes ignoring Helena’s babbling, until he started hearing urban noises as they rolled up into the village.​</div><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--2"/><div style="text-align: justify">Pointing both arms towards the sky, Elric stretched with a loud yawn, reached over his shoulder to unstrap the cloak and sat up, letting the cloak unroll itself as he checked out the morning from under the hood. Leaning forward to land his hand over Emrin's shoulder and gently applied pressure, coaxing the girl out of her daze.<br/>​</div><div style="margin-left: 40px">“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(41, 105, 176)">We are here</span>” - and proceed to grab his stuff and toss it over his back.​</div><br/><div style="text-align: justify"><br/>
As soon as the carriage stopped, he grabbed the side and jumped out, landing heavy with all his gears. Helped the coachman open the bed of the cart and assisted with people getting off and the baggage. Tossing his sack of apples over his back together with Helena’s heavy bag and following the group to the inn.<br/>
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First the air pressure increased, making his cloak flap over his back and a split second after all he could see was the group being pushed away. His instincts pulled his arms to guard, but not fast enough to avoid or protect him from a corpulent mass throwing him back a couple of meters. Elric landed heavily on his back - <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">That is going to be painful tomorrow</span></i> - and rolled over his head, landing on his hands and knees one spin later. All he could remember of that split second was Gereed’s body flying back more than his. He Shaked his head gathering his senses, punched the ground with his armored left hand, pouring more mana into the shield and stood back up.<br/>
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His eyes found Popcorn in front of him growling and barking at a monstrous snaky figure… A summon? Whistling to catch the dog’s attention, he snapped his fingers and pointed back over his shoulder to the general direction Gereed was lying. Elric knew Gereed was tough and was probably gonna be alright, but every bit helps and with Popcorn out of danger one last thing to worry.<br/>
He crossed the dog jogging towards the long white glowing figure that was even brighter as he saw Cullen cloud the area in darkness - <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">Smart </span></i>- and even making a nasty gash on its body, or so it looked like, since the Basilisk hissed loudly at the slash.<br/>
Widening the shield, putting the guard up, Elric brought down his hammer on the monster’s body just to get deflected by the creature’s magical scales.<br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)"><i>Bad angle! It's okay! Keep up! Try the axe side next time!</i></span> - His thoughts filled up his mind as adrenaline flooded his blood, every movement becoming slow motion as he prepared himself for what came next.​</div>