[h2][color=OrangeRed]Dawn Daniels[/color] - Under the Domes[/h2]
[@Raijinslayer][@Zarkun][@Lunarlors34][@Expolar][@t2wave][@Silvan Haven][@Crimson Raven]

As Dawn's personal inferno raged around him something stabbed up from the ground aiming for him. Despite how sick he felt Dawn rolled to the side away from what revealed itself to be a hand entirely made out of bone. Too weak to move any further the bone hand reached out and grabbed Dawn by the leg. The inside of the pillar of fire condensed on the hand and while it smoked and cracked with violent spasms each crack sealed itself in seconds. The hand started to pull driving Dawn into the ground. Panic flooded Dawn's system as the hand dragged him through the rocks and as he fell into a dark tunnel the hand dragged Dawn's magic with him.

Some of the flames swirled around in the tunnel scorching the ceiling while the larger fires still burned above. The bone hand dissolved in the fires and in another second Dawn felt a huge weight pressing down on his chest before the flames simply died. In the flash before they vanished Dawn say a creature, a bony, fleshy, horrific creature with many heads whose body was hidden from view. After the flames went out with them went Dawn's vision. Ever since he was little he'd always had terrible night vision. When they were young Elizabeth often had to lead him around at night because he could see almost nothing. Elizabeth was a completely different story. She'd always been able to see in the dark as well as the day.

Now that the crackling of the fires was gone and the darkness closed in Dawn could hear things in the tunnel. The sound of ripping and crunching of flesh, and other less desirable sounds. The air in the tunnel was stale and Dawn longed to find a way out. A way anywhere else. He knew though that the moment he tried to escape the lich would be on him in moments. The fact that he had yet to do anything only made the Sol mage think that he had something very special and excruciatingly painful in store for Dawn.

[h2][color=SkyBlue]Elizabeth Daniels[/color] - Phoenix Wing Grand Stands ==> Under the Stadium[/h2]
[@Caits][@CirusArvennicus][@t2wave][@Burthstone][@Lugubrious]

Elizabeth glanced at Trinity's musical instruments. She'd always loved to dance but it wasn't her music. It was pretty but sounded forced. Elizabeth turned back to Nero, the black genie. That moment she'd been distracted however cost her as Nero swooped in quickly, in an instant removing his original curse before placing another one on the Luna mage. Her body changed suddenly from its normal appearance to one of solid wood. In her mind Elizabeth just starred. The curse that had come over her didn't seem to bother her in the slightest. Things started to move around her and she waited as she knew in her heart that this magic was temporary. Several seconds after Ariel left however Elizabeth felt something deep in her chest, panic and stress, pain and sickness.

The wood that Nero had cursed her into suddenly started to crack very fast, silver light shone out from the cracks until in a display of light too bright to look at wood exploded in all directions leaving Elizabeth standing there. She fell to her knees unable to breath. She had to act and she knew where to go but she was alone without enough power. She needed help. Elizabeth torn the net that Ariel had placed on her away and ran off after the constantly changing mage. She followed the girl to a crowd who appeared to have just subdued some form of beast that had been tearing up the corridor. Momentarily distracted Elizabeth approached the beast and ran her hands over its mane. Then she started to draw her symbols on his skin. Soft and soothing she wrote out with her sign language. [color=SkyBlue][i]Goodnight, felled knight, you shall sleep well tonight.[/i][/color] In her throat she hummed a tune that went with the words she wrote out to the confused creature.