<div style="text-indent:1em;">The hairs on Damien's neck stood up, and he stopped for a moment. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: violet">That feeling....its...like the one I have with my dragon. But different..</span></span> <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FF40BF">Someone...please...help me.</span></span> <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: violet">Woah, did I just hear that? It must be coming from the same direction as all those noises were.</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">Damien took off even faster than before, worrying that the source of the voice in his head might be in trouble. His haste paid off, for Damien saw a magical barrier erected around....a dragon?! No, not just a dragon, but someone who it appeared was casting the barrier. And nearby were two charred corpses. And the rest of the bandits. About twenty more by the look of it.</div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;"><span style="color: violet">"Hey guys, its time to play!"</span> Damien shouted, drawing their attention away from the barrier and toward him instead. <span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: violet">Hey Durnhviir, can I use your tongue for a few minutes?</span> <span style="color: gray">Sure, just don't overdo it.</span></span> Calling upon Durnhviir's power, Damien spoke six words which would more than handle the bandits.</div><br/><br/><span style="color: violet">"KRII LUN AUS!  YOL TOOR SHUL!</span><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">The bandits were stricken by an unseen force which weakened them significantly, and then were consumed by flames. It might have been a little overkill, but all twenty remaining bandits WERE dead. Damien let the power recede again, and dropped to a knee, slightly winded.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: violet">That wasn't too bad. But I won't be doing it again soon...Perhaps I should have just used the flame...</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-indent:1em;">The barrier began to vanish, and Damien rose. As it disappeared, Damien was able to see the figure who had cast it, a woman in a white dress and adorned with a circlet. She was obviously exhausted by maintaining the barrier and was about to collapse. Damien hurried up and caught her before she could hit the ground, not noticing the dragon behind her start to growl. He  tried to recall a spell which might help her, but was unable to think properly. His hunger was making it hard to do much now, so he just laid her head on his lap and sat there until she would wake. The dragon was attempting to contact him, so he let the contact through, but asked Durnhviir to explain to the dragon that he meant no harm to her. Damien's exhaustion made it hard to do much else unless he rested.</div>