Mute looks at Miku. Nodding his head and looks around. He had a bad feeling. Danger was approaching. It wasn't a matter of if...it was a matter of when. He takes her hand. Kisses it caringy. And then gently lets it go. he was unsure of what else he could do. He thinks to her.<span style="font-style: italic">How is my friend Miku doing today</span>He looks at Morto.<span style="font-style: italic">Morto says hello as well. He hopes you are doing well.</span>He explains as Morto was glowing in a throbbing way. Like he was talking.<br/><br/>Leaf was traveling still. He came upon a man leading the war against the dragons. He looks at him. "Need a hand Milord?" he asks. Finally speaking. He had ignored everyone else. He was far more concerned with assissting the leader. After all...it was more than just a matter of revenge. Humankinds life or death rested upon the shoulders of those with power. why have it if you can't use it.<br/><br/>(sorry >_<)