His place in the world, his weakness.

[00:08] Running swiftly Terran suddenly comes to a swift stop as he came upon a few people. With one look Terran could tell something here was wrong, something was off the situation did not seem like a few friends convening.

'Did I just walk into a fight?' He thought to him self as he began to assess the situation.

Sudden as his vision fell upon Veles, Terran broke out in a cold sweat seeing that the being in front of him was not human. After his brain began to register Veles' serpent like features and the fact their lower half was a that of a snake. Vision of a tower, one that commonly plague Terran's nightmares began to flood his mind.

Faster than even he realized Terran abruptly turned around channeling as much of his mana he could muster into his legs. He wanted to retreat from this area as fast as possible every fiber in his being was yelling at him to get away.
(Terran)

[00:09] The young drakkanite would swiftly see a group of demons around the area. And it would seem that they would show a clear sign that they were not stopping for no one. The female would swiftly see this as a problem, and quickly move to get reinforcements.

Untill… The presence of a demon was made extremely clear. As the naga's speed would move right directly towards them. As their Vines would surround the children in general. The presence of a demon would be made clear by its horned features and tail.

Scales would grow upon the females stature. And she would maintain a battle stance. Her glare swiftly unchanging, a demon has entered the battlefield and she wasn't going to act so easily against the corrupted figure.

Ever so silent she would shift her stance forwards. And wisps of blue mana would surround her fist as a result. She would wait, and anticipate the Naga to make the first move. Maintaining silence throughout the whole duration. As only the soundof her mana would be heard clearly.
(Beatrice Elinora)

[00:16] "...pray tell. Just where are you from? Is this your home? Is Osrona...your domain?" Spoken as the scales grow upon the drakanite, and the other begins to flee. Almost certain that he were going to run off, and alert others of their presence.

"Color me curious."

When Miran begins to depart, there is not attempt to chase. Refusing to strike at one who'd made sacrifices to claim one of Indras' shards.

"...and just where...do you think you're going?" Asked as she darts forward, attempting to block the others path.
(Veles)

[00:27] Terran's eyes widen as Veles easily caught up to him despite his head start. The young boy was now over come with a sense of terror and dread. He felt as if he didn't escape this might be his last moments.

But through the terror and the fear suddenly the words of his mentor slowly crept into his head. 'Munshin or Balance' Terran began to take deep breathes to calm him self down. He needed to clear his mind of fear and figure out any chance he had of escaping this alive. His eyes scanned around looking for another means to escape but he doubt he would find one.

He thought back to Beatrice behind him, he wonder if maybe should would give him a chance to escape. Terran then waited for the demon to react or say something hoping to be able to buy time till an opportunity presented it self to leave.
(Terran)

00:31] "Not now. But, later, for certain." Spoken as her gaze shifts towards Haseo. Remembering him, albeit briefly, as one who delivered an abundance of supplies to the tower. Be it a whim, or not, she remembered the little things.

Saying nothing more to the smith as she slithers on, to impede the path of Beatrice and Terran.

Looking towards her ilk briefly, as yet another catches her attention. "Silence irks me, so I will make assumptions: capture them. I'll deal with the other."

Slithering around to face a hooded figure. One who's features almost fit a description given prior. Yet, unable to tell entirely due to the hood.

"...and who may you be?"
(Veles)

[00:36] Andrew squints at the demons in the area, but more so focused on the one in front of him. He was curious as to while they were here and while did it look like Beatrice was begin held up by the duo.

"Who I am right now isn't of importance; however, I'm curious as to while you're out here harassing folks? by the city bridge no less. We can cut any bs in the middle and get right to the point and explain why you feel the need to capture people?

That's not a good look on you, but I doubt you care how your image looks at this point. I highly suggest you let them go and you go on about your business."
(Andrew Mercia)
<To sum up Andrew distracted Veles and Beatrice had distracted Frenerid allowing Terran to escape>
[01:01] He did indeed have his duties while Veles took care of things with the newcomer who he had recognized. While she handled that, he turned his attention to those where here near him assuming watching over them and anyone else that came over was his duties.

First was Agni. Red hues stare towards him while he made his introduction. The heroic tone that he put off wasn't all that interesting to say the least and it was only getting him irritated by a slight margin. "Agni. I do suggest that if you want to live you leave to go what you were going to do before. If not, you'll be forced to stay right here."

From Frenerid's shoulder would've emerged a white snake that lunged for Tarren as he made an escape for it. Aiming to wrap around his neck and pull him back to the location he was at before. "Stay or I'll devour you."

And finally, the blonde drakanite that stood still ever watching closely towards him. He walked towards her and stared right back. Only to find himself a bit too close for comfort in her circle. "You've been staring for quite a while, Miss. So brave yet so quiet. Although, it doesn't hinder your beauty." His eyes closed as a faint grin begins to show. She was so defensive with how her stance was. Frenerid found it cute.

After all that, he gave a peek at Veles's battle.
(Frenerid)

[01:04] Terran heard Frenerid's but it did not register in the young mans mind. Hhe only thing he could process or thing of was to simply escape. He did not stop or slow down and continued to run as fast as his legs would carry him.
(Terran)