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The light blinded him to an extent. He reached around the crater he was in, and pulled himself out. Standing upright, he slumped on the weight of his right knee. Stumbling forward, he dreaded the crackle of fire behind him. He was in no condition to dodge, or block. He desperately ran to find cover, still blinded in his eyes. He was in a bind, defeat imminent.

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The evil witch smiled as her missiles landed home. One missile hitting Kusenai and ending the life of the blacksmith, while the other narrowly missed Ed and hit a running boy named Colin. Both corpses starting with a large hole and ending with the fire spreading through their bodies making them nothing more than ash piles.

Belvin ran out of his shop and towards Ed and Caidy, jumping and diving over rubble and people. A couple swings of his axes and two more demons died. "Lad, lass, lets gaet da fuck ow ah haer!" Deep voice spoke in that thick Scottish accent of his. His hands grabbed both of then and ran south. Moving over the body of Matt he would drag or carry both of them if he had to. Dwarf was going out the south gate. "Vael has fallen.! He whispered.

Ed would see the death of Kusenai. Caidy was bent over the figure of Matthias. His heart was ripped out through the side of his chest, and eaten by the ebon figure upon the battlements over the north wall. "Me? Cowardly? Why thank you, and no demon knows its sire, so yeah." Broad blood filled and sharp toothed smile given from tye ebon demon upon the wall.

The witch giggled madly, her blued demon skin covering her form underneath tattered clothing. Silver hair interwoven amongst rows of dark blue horns. She merely smiles at Ed, watching the young Gnome run towards a ppwerful advesary. Though both Caidy and Ed would feel a large, strong, and thick hand upon them. That five foot and incredibly stocky dwarf from earlier was grabbing them and pulling them towards the southwest gate. "Do not die hehr, goo oot an' geht strongahr!!" Words uttered as he still tried to usher them outside. "Don' die inna lost city!"

Belvin looked back at Kiel as the city fought back against the Demons, and it was losing. Buildings crumbled, explosions from either tinkerers or magic users lit up the streets and skies. Screams of warriors, people and demons littered the air behind them. Belvin sighed as he walked southwest upon the trail before them. Dwarven axes gripped with ironclad strength.

"What ta dew noow? We kep gooin, til we hit tha next toown. Then we feind soomthan fer yew tew ta dew." Smirk given as he rubbed his forehead, shaking his head as well. Both axes stained black with demons blood. "Then ey feind ah wey ta get back, boory meh bey, am' set oop a travelin ferge." Pointing at Ed and Caidt, "Yew tew need ta trahvel, get stroongah or smahrtah, and make sure dis doosnt 'appen agahn!"

Belvin breathed in and sighed, shaking his head as he heard her words lashing at him. To most it would have been like whips made of barbed wire and provocation. Ushering in a yelling match and ending with harsh words. The dwarf merely raised his large, calloused, and well worn right hand to his brow and rubbed his forehead. Shaking his head and sighing at her, great breath rumbling with an unintelligible grumbling. "Ye don' unnerstan' lass! Dis ain' yer faul', none o' it es! But ye are on his list o' people t'kill! Ye surveived, an' yer gonna keep livin'! Cuz ef ye don', Matthias deid in vein!" Words spoken calmly and coolly towards her. Dwarf raised his shoulders and shrugged. "I don' care ef ye gotta hire soomone, or ye learn skills y'self! But ye need to make sure that this don' happen again, and that ye can stop it."

Sight was given as the sun dipped low in the east, looking to settle down for the night. The shape of a large, white, and circular moon becoming clearer as the sun settled. Belvin shook his head as he made his way into the forest next to the trail. The lands around Kiel were cleaved clean of trees, and plowed heavily for farmlands along with the houses that peasants use when they aren't working for nobles or land owners. Although with the part of the trails they were on were heavily forested from ages long past when nature and man lived alongside each other.

Belvin merely walked off one of the trails towards the southwest, using his ax to cleave a path for himself as he made his way towards a modest clearing. Collecting the sticks and branches that he cleared, as well as any dried leaves and tinder that may fall or be around his feet. Moving to the middle of the clearing he dumped the leaves, twigs, tinder into a pile. Scooping around the fire to create a three to four inch moat for the fire so that it won't spread. Belvin grabbed a piece of flint and steel, scraping them together to start the fire. Yawning loudly as he leaned against a tree, reaching up to rub at his eyes.