<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">The Bannered Mare</span></div><br/>Lethander shuttered when the cool voice rang out throughout the room. His shoulders stiffened as the words came through, but he stayed the course through it even as Ru's Magic worked it's number.<strong>"Careful, the Siren's voice calls!"</strong>The captain screamed through the deafening chill, even while the lashes were deflected from both of them. He stood for a moment, before the sword at his hip was drawn.<strong>Keep it distracted with the magic, I'll handle the rest!"</strong>He said, and then he rushed the spirit, the first slash passing cleaning through the creature.<br/><br/><strong>"Dammit!"</strong>the nord protest, even as the Siren giggled with a tone louder then the wind. Her form swirled, but still stayed like she was simply a part of the wind that disrupted attacks. Her form swirled again, this time faster, and a deafening giggle echoed.<strong>"You'll be sorry for not playing the game!"</strong>Those words rang out, and her form twisted so fast it became a mini twister inside the room. Books and tapestry raised from it's places on the shelf, spinning about the mass of destruction that whirled in their midst.<strong>"Inform the Jarl. Yer the only one that can describe this!"</strong><br/><br/>Those were Lethander's words as he dashed from her cover, his blade once again arching in a powerful strike against the creature. This time, however, it managed to pierce the veil that separated the two. Nordic steel sliced through translucent flesh at that point, and a crimson fluid spilled into the air.<strong>"Now, while she's distracted: Attack!"</strong>Lethander called, even as the backlash of such a strike consumed him. Electric energy consumed the man, radiating throughout him with a pulsing energy. The siren seemed distracted with her prey and the bite of the wind. Even if it wasn't what Ru had hoped, the beast was distracted; and this was her chance to strike a killing blow