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Achyls looked coldly at Kallin, her eyes wide with confusion. "Silver!?" She yelled frustratedly, "where will I find silver!?" Her strength was dwindling, and she soon found herself bracing for the moment when the forcefield broke. When that time came, she could make a dash to the stall...

Achyls found herself unable to remain standing, instead being swept along by the winds. She spread her wings fully so as to create some grounding, instead finding herself rolling head first in the sand. Her body was now coated in sand, quickly being swept off and reapplied in the gathering...

Achyls cocked her head to one side, confused by Nyr's sudden change in state. She chose not to question it, letting her have her time instead. That time seemed to be cut short when the sky seemed to darken about her. Leaping into the air, she looked over the horizon, her wings being blown back...

Achyls stopped in her tracks. "L-like you?" she asked the little Djinn that had taken a liking to Nyr's shoulder. "How can I...?". Her mind buzzed, and she took a step back. Shaking her head, she looked to her sister, who had now fallen to the floor. "Sister, if I knew what it was that...

Achyls had more or less fallen asleep during the journey, waking only when a familiar scent filled her nose. It was neither pleasant nor vile, just...different. All around her, she could see the eyes stopping to focus on her, and an odd dread washed over her. Why her? Why not the huge lion man...

Achyls felt utterly stunned. The Roc was safe, however, and so she took her hand from the bird and took to her feet. She warmed at Malachai's touch, though did not look him in the eye, for some reason or another. Her wings ached immensely, weighing down her steps. She staggered a little, ending...

Achyls dropped with the bird, rolling onto her side, now coated in dust. Her muscles ached and her breathing was shallow. Getting to her knees, she attempted to access Malachai, but found there was something else already there. Listening intently to the Roc, she knelt in stunned silence, unaware...

Achyls tried with all her might to stop the bird from flying, forcing her body down upon the bird so that it's wings remained flat. There was no way it could escape now. But this wasn't enough. She needed to bring the bird down. With all her might, she pressed talons made solely of dark magic...

Sinbad's cry caught her attention, and she quickly turned to listen fully. "More weight?" she said to herself, wondering if it were possible to help. Achyls took in a deep breath, before diving after the Roc. Her wings were large, though not enough to overshadow the Roc. Though, with all she...

Achyls frowned at Leo, her eyes narrowed with annoyance. "Leave my sister? I..." she stopped and turned to see the others being tormented by the Roc. She knew she had to do what was necessary, and left Nyr's side. "Leandra!" she hollered, landing beside her with light feet. Staring at the...

Achyls hung back, feeling there was something off with the company. Scanning the area, she noted Nyr drifting in and out of consciousness, with the threat of the Roc hanging above her. "Sister!" she gasped, pulling her horse back so that she could ride beside her, "Sister, can you hear me?"...

Achyls was taken aback by Merias' gentle question. "Why...I...uhm..." it took her much too long to think. To her, her magic came naturally, just coming to her at will, "Yes, I am a magic user. Specifically...dark magic," she nodded. "I suppose it has always been a part of me, and it has...

Achyls had to forcibly drag herself away to get ready, she was much too deep in thought again. She had mentally detached herself from the bickering, and focused on something that took up all her thoughts. A fearful excitement boiled within her, and she wandered off, dazedly, to collect what she...

Achyls rolled her eyes, turning to the others with a hand held to stop the quarreling. "What the undead one knows of me does not matter, not now," she hissed, her expression sharp, "there are more pressing matters at hand than a simple name. Such as the investigation of the temple," She...

Achyls looked cautiously at the Djinn. Their words frightened her, especially how they spoke of her father. Was he more than she knew? No...he couldn't be anything more...surely. "Temple of fire?" she repeated, feeling as if she had heard those few words said in that manner before. Why did...

Achyls' heart stopped. What were the creatures talking about? "Where I reside is none of your concern!," she snapped, before hesitating, "....my father?" She furrowed her brow, taking a step closer to the Djinn, prepared to fire her magic if need be. Her eyes were shadowed from searching...

She spent the rest of the night investigating, and found herself horribly fatigued as the sun rose. Never before had she looked so thoroughly for something she knew might not be real. As the light grew, her body felt heavy and she began to lose hope. That was, until she turned around. Achyls...

"Thinking?" Achyls turned and spoke out loud as Malachai stepped up to her, "Thinking is a dangerous thing, Kai. Especially for someone such as you,". Tentatively, she pressed a hand to his forearm before looking out again, behind the rocks was where her vision lay. Wanting to investigate, she...

May was always a squeamish girl, and found herself dizzying at the sight of the scar. "Oh...my god...t-that's horrible," she stammered, needing to find somewhere to calm down. "I-I'll talk to you later, meet me in the music room, tomorrow," she nodded before rushing off, not in a straight...

May's heart lurched as she saw Amber's eye. "My goodness, what happened to you?" she moved closer to the girl tentatively, putting a hand out and looking at her scar. "I'm...so sorry," though she had no reason to, she thought an apologise would help her case.