<strong>"Crazy ? Huh people say that like its an insult. I have yet to find one person that isn't.<br/>Look at you two happy to dice with fate here. Crazy in everyone's book but our own. Still your right I am a little nuts by most standards. Most in Mistpeak are, still we get by"</strong><br/><br/>The other two seemed to imply in the politest possible way Aryia would only get in the way if she lingered out the front with them. She was so so with a sword but among masters she would be more a hinderance than a help, likely cause more harm than good. They knew she was scared and were not giving Aryia lip about it, a blessing i a stark place Aryia was thankful for.<br/><strong><br/>"Well I'm probably going to need to constantly talk and blow whatever surprise our light doesnt <br/>already loose, and perhaps ruin our ability to hear anything sneaking up on us anyway..."</strong><br/><br/>Aryia let the others pace foward a little dropped behind a few feet and sheathed her sword,<br/>changing the illumination from bright blue to the deep read of the glow that Akara's sword gave.<br/><strong><br/>"Red interesting, doesn't destroy night vision .. sensible, I should have chosen that for my sword, actually no I shouldn't blue is a much more adorable color"<br/></strong><br/>With considerable swearing Aryia had her new crossbow in hand and one of the strange crossbow bolts loaded. Its glassy tip glistening read from Akara's red-sword glow. Progression was slow but Aryia did at least try and stay silent for them all, although her quick breathing and rush gasps when shadows moved still made it clear to the others she was jumpy. Strangely though after three minutes of this a change to Aryia's mood became more apparent, her breathing slowed, her footsteps became more sure.<br/><br/>Every ten paces she murmured a spell to cause objects on the ground to glow faintly, not enough to startle but enough to illuminate the path behind them, and side passages and alcoves they passed. These hollowmen may be quick but none would leaping out of shadows easily. She also looked up a lot looking for signs that anything could come from the roof.<br/><br/><strong>"Ok both of you I will cast slow time now, something I have mastered, but I will only make it effect both of you not myself, this will make it last long enough so I can keep its going effectively without end, Onec I start you both will be outstandingly faster than everything else, everything else will seem like they are walking or falling through honey to you, while to me it iwll seem your both wizzing around like lightning. <br/><br/>Im a terrible shot with this thing, so I will hum before pulling the trigger and aim at groups or their faces hoping to blind them,  but I don't have heaps of faith I will be that good with it, but either way if you hear me hum know one bolt is coming, and try not to flip in its path, I will try and aim at places where your not but still best to be careful, some hero I will be if I shoot those helping me.<br/><br/>Now for this next part please listen, not just because I like attention and like talking, this is important, while time is slowed, sound behaves VERY strangely.<br/><br/>Voices and conversations between people on the other side of the spell will be impossible to make out its not worth even trying, well its funny at first, then it just gets frustrating, hand gestures will be too slow or two fast, both of us can only really draw markings in the mud in hope the others can read them.<br/> <br/>Please Please Please, no gun fighting in a confined area if slow time is being cast on you... and this just isnt me ranting about how much I hate them, but it is PART of the reason I hate them that I didn't explain before. With slow time, whoever is making noise that has time slowed for them will be to everyone else stockpiling noise of their actions which hits them later in an almighty blast that is deafening. If one of you pulls out a horn or starts banging on drums anyone close that isnt in the spell will find a thunderous cacophony hitting them without warning in a very unpleasant way.<br/><br/>gun shots are by <strong>far </strong>the worse, either of you start firing away and it will be annoyingly loud to both of you, but the will pile up at once on me who is slowed at a higher pitch with a lot more force. I will literally be deafened instantly, eardrums ruptured, likely knocked out, possibly killed, which likely would make me not able to keep the spell up, and become useless to you, worse than useless, if I am alive I will be injured scared and disorientated. However I think you both moving a ten times the pace will be enough compensation to not need them. Also I will have those vials of holy water on my belt, feel free to grab them and throw them when you want to, you both will do it more accurately than I would most likely."<br/></strong><br/>Arya cast the slow time spell- but only on her two friends, not extending it to herself.... this time she saw the spell for the first time being on the other side of it.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh my god look how fast you both are like cute little mosquitoes - buzzing about protecting me so !" </strong><br/>Arya laughed after casting it - still powerful to maintain it while doing so.<br/><br/>Now it seemed her confidence was back. Akara's and Ravus' replies sounded like chipmunk squeaks<br/>while to them Aryias voice deepened elongating out like how some would try and mimic what a giant turtle would sound like if it talked while Ayria's steps moved comically slowly. The difference was so much it was impossible to make out what the others were saying.