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[b][u] Aliquam: Academy of the Arts: Northern Section [/b][/u]

Aria watched Estelle run down the hall, disappearing around the corner right as more footsteps sounded behind them. She whipped around, half expecting a man in a mask and cape only to see Xan, Marcus and Dylan. She waved, cupping one hand around her mouth. 

"Guys, false alarm! You need to go back-"

The room was plunged into darkness, cutting her words short as the illusionist let out a surprised squeak. She heard Xan and Dylan cry out as well, followed by the sounds of them stumbling and falling to the floor. Aria blinked furiously, willing her eyes to adjust to the unwelcome darkness. After all that work lighting the place only for all their efforts to go to waste- it was all very frustrating. 

"I thought there was increased security around the generator!" She growled, disliking the fact the Phantom had beaten with the same trick for the second time. Estelle was the only one in the group who could've provided a light source, and even she had gone. "I don't suppose anyone thought to bring a lantern of some kind?" She grumbled as she slowly started to make out the figures of Xan and Dylan picking themselves off the floor as Marcus approachedr. Now they had no Phantom, one broken communicator and an unguarded area where Marcus' group should've been. The theatre had no windows, and the only lying that kept the large room from being pitch black was the moonlight filtering in from the hallway. 

"Who has the communicator in your group? We need to tell the others that it was a false alarm before everyone ends up here." She pinched the bridge of her nose, upset at the turn of events. Dalia was looking around, trying to discern any foreign auras that might have approached in the dark and serving as the only sentry. 
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Mattis pressed the button on the ear of his mask as the lights died, assessing the group that had passed in front of him that was now frantically trying to find their bearings. One stout woman with a dangerous looking sword, one green haired man and the tall one that has noticed something was wrong just as the lights went off. The woman had a dangerous looking sword while the other two weren't wielding any visible weapons and looked rather lacking in physical ability, which led him assume they most likely had magic of some sort. It would certainly be troublesome if that was the case- he could only hope to take them all out while they were still floundering and trying to adjust to the sudden lack of sight. 

He crept up behind the tall lanky one, swiftly grabbing him from behind and giving a deft strike to the man's neck. He dropped the body gently, retreating back into the dark shadows of this statue as the other two started to recover.