Tandoori grabbed Palo's hand, pulling her along with him. Guards were also struggling in the crowd, so they needed to hurry along.

When Phobos woke up he felt something heavy on his back. He looked back and saw an odd metal casing over his wings, paper thin right on them. "What'd you do to my ings?" he asked 'The Doctor.' "I have upgraded zem. Zey vill now work better zen before. I have also sharpened your veapon for you. Good luck in the arena." Phobos started to shout back to him trying to understand what was going on but his chair started moving and he appeared at the entrance to the arena. What in the world just happened? And how do I take these freaky wings off? he thought dismally.

The arena, though, was in chaos. Everywhere there was disaray, people screaming and crowding and fighting amoungst themselves. Guards were struggling to gain control on the tempest of bodies, but failing dismally.

Phobos ran into the arena to see what was going on. A guard looked at him and said to himself, "Forget all the other guards. I bet if I catch this metal +Anima I'll get a huge reward." The guard lunged at him so phobos pulled out his dagger and stabbed the guard in the stomach. Another guard rushed at him so he flew up, easier then normal. The doctor really did make my wings stronger...but I still don't like the fact their metal. It's unnatural. he thought.

Tandoori glanced over his shoulder, seeing Phobos taking on the guards. Several of them were rushing his way. Even as strong as Phobos had proved to be, he wouldn't make it.

Atrir hummed quietly to herself as she made her way through the wave of chaos. Palo followed Tandoori, ducking when a guard was thrown viciously across the arena

Phobos swooped down at the guards and sliced them as they returned fire with their own blades. He kept repeating this until one of the guards grabbed hold of his wings and started pulling. Phobos felt pain and turned around, swiping with his dagger rapidly and angrily. He killed the guard then went after the others, flying right at them feeling no fear, causing them to panic. But one guard was brave and stood his ground. Not very smart. Phobos stabbed him in a flurry of silver. The rest of the guards ran off and Phobos felt exhausted. He fell over wondering, Was that really me? How did I do that?

Atrir frowned when a limp body of a guard fell in her path. She stepped over the man and ducked when one charged at her, her teeth instantly extending she lashed out, dagger in hand. The guard scampered away. "how rude" Atrir grumbled looking at her torn shirt. Palo shrieked when one grabebd her hard by he wing, she punched the man with no prevail. She didn't know how to fight

(brb shower)

Tandoori kicked the guard in the stomach, sending him staggering back. He pushed Palo forward, yelling to Atrir, "Stick together, alright?" Without waiting for a reply, he ran back towards Phobos, being slowed down by the crowd.

(I have plenty of time on the comp tonight. How long can you guys stay on?)

(i only have 35 minutes left on the computer tonight >.< )


Atrir grabbed Palo's hand and impatiently dragged her through the crowd, shoving anyone that blocked her exit

[Yeah I ran out of time and forgot to tell ya, sorry]

As soon as they got over to him, Phobos started rambling off what happened to him. "So do you guys know who this guy is and why he helped me?" he said over the roar of the crowds. He kicked another guard over and stabbed his stomach.

"What Guy?" Tandoori panted, dodging a bolow from a guard and pushing the man down the stairs. Growling, the grabbed on to one of Phobos's wings and pulled him upwards. After a few moments of dashing up the steps, they reached Palo and Atrir. The exit was meerly yards away.

"The doctor. He messed up my wings, fixed my wounds, and sharpened my weapons." Phobos started to run ahead of them slashing at anyone in his way.

"Dunno," Tandoori panted, kicking open one of the double doors after knocking over the guard that tried to black his way. He led everyone outside, running down the long zig-zagging ramps that led to the ground.

Palo was shaking out her wings and Atrir was roaring in rage about her tail, which was bent at an odd angle