[color=a187be][i][b][center]Annabeth Gultch[/center][/b][/i][/color]

[color=a187be]"No, me and Samson are fine. They acted tough, but a few tricks and they were sent running. Though you do have a point, little Lyn. I think too many people are here, scaring off all the game..."[/color] Of course Annabeth wanted to help, but not only were Lyn, Alaira, Athalus, and Mar were here, but so were Summer, Leith, Meirin, E'nasha, and Keri. In total, ten people, running around the meadows trying to both keep the big monsters away from Lyn while also trying to lure prey for her. "Too many cooks spoil the soup" they say, and in this instance too many hunters scare away the prey. [color=a187be]"Perhaps I should go and make sure to scare off just the predators. I'm sure once the animals figure out that there aren't any predators around here they might try to come over. It helps if you and Alaira hide, and me and Samson aren't around."[/color]

But before Annabeth could implement her plan, something was coming. The first sign was when she saw fog rolling it. She didn't know how to track the weather, but even for the Twilight College they shouldn't be having any fog today. It was suppose to be clear and sunny (Or at sunny as the Twilight College can be). So she knew something was wrong. And she was certain when she saw the hellish horse coming their way. Immediately Annabeth focused her telepathy on the monster, though she could tell it was no mere animal. Still, a creature like that surely had no wards to speak of, and this way Annabeth could keep track of it's intentions and act accordingly. But even without reading it's mind she knew that the creature was charging to attack Lyn. If it was anything like a normal animal, it'd only make sense that it'd go after what it thought was the weakest and most vulnerable. [color=a187be]"Lyn, don't be scared! This... This is what you've been training for!"[/color]

While her focus was mostly on the dark horse, Annabeth could still use some spells directed towards Lyn. One of them was a Pathokinesis spell, and the only one Annabeth knew how to do properly: Calming. She knew Lyn was scared, and frankly Annabeth was rather frighten too. But they needed to be brave and not let their fear overtake them. Annabeth knew from Satori that fear was one of the most detrimental states of mind for a mage, and certainly for a hunter as well. Fear was a sign telling you that you aren't prepared to face your problem. Fear led to anger and desperation, and if Lyn did either of those there was no telling what may happen to her. So Annabeth needed Lyn to put aside her fear so she can think clearly and do something she can do. Meanwhile, Annabeth did what she could do: Fight.

[color=a187be]"Alaira, take Lyn away from the creature, it's after her! I can catch up to it on Samson but you're the only one who can fight it up close!"[/color] Not that Annabeth can't, and Samson was able to give a good kick too, but the reason she couldn't right now was because she took out her bow to take a shot at the creature. She knew that it was capable of some sort of magic, what with the ominous fog and the fact it looked like it was in the process of turning into a shadow. But even with that knowledge Annabeth had no clue what it was doing. But she couldn't just sit here and do nothing, so Annabeth drew and arrow and fired in the direction the hell horse was charging down. She needed to know if it was going to dodge of if it was tough enough to take an arrow, and either way Annabeth already had another arrow ready to take a shot as she and Samson moved out of the way, ready to flank the monster.

[i][b][center]Tyrael Marchosias[/center][/b][/i]

Tyrael looked over to Colette, who had the gall to actually ask him how the ravine creatures got into the catacombs. [b]"That is what I am going to find out. The entrance is hidden is hidden by a puzzle. These creatures are too foolish to solve it. So something else must have entered. Now go! No more questions! Leave none alive."[/b] Tyrael said with a hint of anger. Not directed at Colette, simply anger at the situation. This was suppose to be a simply hunt-and-retrial mission. He swore that if he finds out who inconvenienced him like this, he was going to eat their hearts. So Tyrael and presumably Ssarak left the group behind and headed straight towards the entrance of the Ravine.

Of course it wasn't going to be so simply for the two. By the time they were far away from the other students, Tyrael stopped and sniffed the air. He could smell the preserved corpses in the air, which normally shouldn't be possible since they were sealed inside stone caskets. The smell was relatively fresh (As fresh as preserved corpses can be), which told him that there were rigid hounds nearby, using their combined strength to pull the caskets out from their holes and eating the corpses within. The smell was too thick all around to tell where they were exactly, but Tyrael at least knew they were around. While exterminating the Rigid Hounds were something he wanted the students to do, he would also do his part in eradicating them all. [b]"Ready yourself, Dyreackthanose. Here they come."[/b] Tyrael put one of his large javelin-sized arrows onto his bowstring, aiming down the hall as a swarm of twenty Rigid Hounds were making a mad charge towards the two.

Meanwhile things were not easy for Lira. Her fall, as well as her voice, were heard by a Rigid Hound. Only a soft panting was all the other packmates needed to know, and soon a group of ten went off to find the swamp orc. The catacomb was, thankfully, large enough that they would not find her immediately. But she would know when they get close; the mass stamping of their feet made sure that Lira was all too aware of the coming pack of man-eating monsters.