Soul Hunter RP

Cia leaps on Pyra from behind once again. "I certainly won't!"

Serena doesn't jump out of the way instead she waits for Pyra to get close before using a medium level spell (The highest she knows.) The spell itself not only causes damage by burning the target but has the added affect to blind the target.

"Fire's not going to work on her!" Maka calls to Serena, not seeing the effects beyond face-value at first, and attempts to wack Pyra over the head with his staff.

"It's not a fire spell per say." Serena calls back getting out of Pyra's way.

Cia dodges the staff whacking, since she's on Pyras back. "Whew, easy there."

Their combined attacks and effort pull Pyra to the ground, the lioness struggling angrily as the fire also had a minor sleep effect which slowly KO's the pyroar."Ah what a shame, was hoping she'd do it. And yeah, I think he got it on page 207 bird boy. 'How to breed rage and hatred.' You have the same copy of the book? We should totally sit by a fire and discuss it!"

Maka turns around, and growls.
"I should turn your stomach inside out and watch you die as your acids eat you alive!" he snarls, unnaturally angry again.

Cia frowns. "Maka, calm yourself."

"Wow where did you learn to say something like that Maka..." Serena asks shocked as she pokes Pyra with her foot just to make sure the lioness is down.

Cia crawls off Pyra and walks to Maka, grasping his hand. "Even I'd never say such a thing...please."

"But you're an assassin...I'm sure you've done it at least once."
He glares at the Weavile.
"Where is Fyrus?"

"I get mad, Maka, but I can control myself from saying something so...gruesome." She says. "We're here for you...so...do try to understand, well take care of the dastard."

"Where's the fun in telling you? Things are going according as planned. The puppet needs some work though." He snaps, tendrils of black reach up and drag the lioness through another pool of inky blackness

Cia tries to jump and slice one of the tendrils with her dagger.

"No!" Maka yelps, diving towards the pool and shoving an arm down into it as deep as he can, trying to grab anything of Pyra.

Jyrus tries to reach in too with one of his phantom claws.

It's futile, her body vanishes down below as the weavil walks over and looks into it."Gotta be scary going in there. Good thing she's asleep right? Am I right guys?" ^_^

Jyrus's claw, still extended, reemerges from the pool and swipes at the weavile.

Serena snarls and tackles the dark type and pins it down. "Give us Pyra back right now!"

"Well get her one way or another..." Cia mutters.

Maka just remains bent over on the ground, head hanging that he couldn't save her. Cia notices this, and slowly strokes his head. As for Abella, the little Behemoth runs towards the Weavile, biting his ankle. >_>

"Haha! Hurt me all you want! Your just hurting the kid!" He laughs at them."I'll never give her back! She's all mine!" He says before tendrils begin dragging him under as well

"I will make you give her back and get you out of that kid mark my words!" Serena yells.

Violet opens the door and walks outside towards the group."What's commotion...?" She asks having been sleeping the entire time. She yawns and stretches before glancing down at the group.

"Pyra...she was taken by some strange dark weavile. We need to figure out how to get her back to us."

"Pyra was kidnapped and we found her and her kidnapper. She's being controlled by him like a puppet."