<div style="text-align: justify">A loud scream came from the sky as the Ice eagle came down scratching the monster. Cullen darted out of the inn as Emrin shouted about the map. - <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">Oh yeah!... The MAP! That's what he was here for… Elric, get your shit together!</span></i> - Cullen was already at the hole in the wall as he started to run. The enchanter put all his explosion trying to get his heavy body to move, using his friend’s shield platforms as air steps, he got enough height and vaulted over the glowing girthy body of the snake, pressing his palm against the creature’s scales to get more leverage and get further.<br/>
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Emrin had been a great addition when they were forming the team. At first Elric judged her a bit, - <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">What a tiny girl like her was trying to get into sports?</span></i> - But as soon as they started training, he swallowed those thoughts. It was clunky at the start, those afternoons on the field: Helena complaining about something in her hair, Gereed smelling like tea, keeping to himself and fiddling with his staff, Cullen sitting on the top stairs and suckling about something, while Leila were trying to catch everyone’s attention for the strategy meeting. Emrin was always the first to pay attention. She showed as a jack of all traits that needed to be defended on the field, but had a good perception and was quick to plan ahead. They rehearsed that move countless times, to overcome tall obstacles or pass by an enemy in games where flying was forbidden. It was perfectly done. - <i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)">Thank you Emrin.</span></i><br/>
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With that thought, Elric was pulled back to the present, the world moving in slow motion with all the adrenaline in his veins. He noticed it: a furry body spinning in the air, for a split second the hazel eyes of the enchanter locked with the full black eyes of the ermine. At first, confusion, then a deep understanding of how they both ended up here, trying to vault over a monstrous basilisk. For that split second they were kindred spirits, then ermine got closer and closer and smacked at Elric’s face as their trajectory overlapped. Elric flinched and closed one eye, bringing his left arm up to hold the animal and settle her over his shoulder. He landed and jumped over the hole in the wall, finally having Cullen in his sight again, full on in pursuit, getting very close to one of them.<br/>​</div><div style="margin-left: 40px"><div style="text-align: justify">“<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(41, 105, 176)">When I get close… You jump on them.</span>” - He said to Beatrice, with a barely contained whisper, in between breaths, feeling those obsidian eyes looking at him over the shoulder as he kept sprinting.​</div></div><div style="text-align: justify"><br/>
The sprint, step by step, transformed into a smoother movement as he activated flight, looking more like roller skating as he propelled himself forward and up a foot, stabilizing. Passing by Cullen with the owl in his grasp, he pulled the rifle from his back, loading up what looked like a translucent bullet, an earthy color crystal, into the chamber and quickly aimed at the “rabbit”. -<i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)"> It is wabbit season!</span></i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(128, 128, 128)"> </span>- Elric knew the mage in the wolf mask was looking at him and was sure he was gonna try to block the shot, but as he held his breath, finger on the trigger, Leila popped up from nowhere with a mean smack at the rabbit’ head, blocking his shot. Surprised and with a last second adjustment, he pulled the trigger.<br/>
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The shot hit the ankle of the wolf mage, spreading crystals on the ground around him and up to his waist, trapping his right leg and left foot. Elric pulled the gun over his shoulder, Beatrice scurrying around his neck under the flapping cloak, and prepared the rifle’s butt to body check the wolf’s head as he flew closer and closer, intending to use the trapped mage’s body as a break.​</div>