[color=00a651][h3]Meirin Kurenai[/h3][/color]

Meirin analyzed the knight. It was obvious that he was no normal man, though perhaps his armor enhances his ability. A heavy man like him shouldn't be so agile at least not as agile as Meirin. She wasn't going to underestimate this man so Meirin backed away and started a new weaving form. Fortunately she could do this one with her spear, though it was a bit awkward since the paich body made it heavy. She started by raising her hand high into the air as if grasping at the sky. Then she pulled her hand down slowly, her fingers curling into a fist right as it was brought to her face. Once it reached her face Meirin grasped her spear once again jumped to the side, spinning around and putting both her arms forward, holding the spear perfectly perpendicular to the ground. She spun around towards the opposite direction holding her spear near the end of the shaft and sweeping it close to the ground, but not quite hitting it. By the time she stopped she stood up, her hands raised higher than before, her spear pointing towards the sky. All the while it seemed like Meirin was focused more on her weaving but she was still watching the knight, making sure that he didn't catch her off guard. But Meirin was only half-way finished with her weaving and needed a few more seconds before she could pull off her magic attack.

[color=fff79a][h3]Myrn Vaan'Atisha[/h3][/color]

As if her luck couldn't be any worse Tyrael showed up. Myrn was in no condition to fight him but she barely had enough strength to stand on her own. Her arm was in great pain and if she was by herself she'd be crying. But for now all she could do was breath heavily and try to stand up, barely holding onto her Dar'missan. Everyone was scared, but they couldn't leave the nagas behind. Myrn didn't know the nagas well herself and had no reason to care for them, but there was no way she was going to leave everyone else to Tyrael's "mercy". Unfortunately Myrn's body was too weak right now to even walk, forcing her to lean against her sword. [color=fff79a]"Master Tyrael please listen to your students. The naga aren't going to be a threat to anyone at the college, not right now and surely no to you!"[/color] As Myrn tried to find the strength to stand on her own she did remember something important. Tyrael was friends with another naga in the college, Mar. And while Myrn didn't know Mar at all, Myrn did know emotions and feelings. She knew that Tyrael was very close to Mar and her daughter. Myrn also knew that Mar valued her family and not just Lyn and Athalus. If Myrn knew anything about the naga it was that they trusted no one but their family. And these nagas wouldn't be here if they didn't know someone they trust. Putting two-and-two together Myrn figured that these nagas were family members of Mar.

[color=fff79a]"Please, think about Mar! She wouldn't want this, would she? Everyone says the nagas were killed off, but for her it was more than that. She thought she lost her entire family. But now they're back, you can't kill her family!"[/color] Myrn looked over towards the nagas but her sight was getting dizzy from her injuries. She didn't realize it, but she was making the wound on her shoulder even worse by moving around, causing her to bleed profusely. She also didn't notice that she was in the Inferno right now. Myrn looked over to the nagas and called them out. [color=fff79a]"It's true right? You're Mar's family? That's why you're here, to be with her, ask her for help, right?"[/color]