Nero was flying over the sandy dunes with a soft glow of the moon shining down on him. In the distance he saw a pale figure with black hair being pursued by clor. It matched the description Zaida gave him, and it certainly didn't look like anything he'd seen before. Normally he would have had the clor take care of this and take what he needed from the corpse, but Zaida specifically asked that no harm come to the amulet, and knowing the clor they would certainly damage such a thing. Besides he would be in high favor if he brought the boy and the amulet to Zaida.<br/><br/>A gust of wind howled into the night. The sand began to twist and turn until it formed a vortex of sand and dust that whirled its way towards the clor. The small tornado grew larger as it approached, whipping up debris and sucking up anything that got caught in its path. And doing the best that he could to keep the twister away from the human.