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Violetta had fled the scene and had made her way up the cliffs. However, as she hoisted herself over the edge, she would find her body weightless. The man in dark robes stood there, on the cliff, with Glynda passed out at his feet. Violetta's body was lifted, against her will, up into the air over the cliff's edge. She panicked struggling to find a way out. Her body was slowly bent backwards as the man twisted his hand.... until her body was snapped in half completely. 

She gurgled, looking at the man in black, before her eyes rolled to the back of her head, blood dripping around her face. The man pulled his hand back slowly and Violetta fell into the abyss below, her body bouncing against the rocks. The man went to the cliffs edge and looked over, watching the body tumble and then finally land at the base of the cliff, right in full view of where everyone would see her when they returned. Her body bend over backwards, her neck at an awkward angle, her limbs sticking straight up where they shouldn't be, and her eyes turned white. 

The man smiled.

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[center][h1][color=gold]Rood von Rah[/color][/h1]

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Rood ran, not really paying attention to anything around them. He noticed Bonny was very weak at the moment, and the two others beside him were practically fighting over her. He didn't dare look back and face the monstrosity that was so effortlessly gaining on them. He squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth. 

"Hey, Rood, I hope that you have a plan other than to just run. I don't think that Grimm is going to stop once we get to the top of the cliffs."

Rood opened his eyes in surprise and looked over at Rowan, the pretty silver haired girl. A plan... that's right... he needs a plan... He gulped. He only really knew of one weakness.

[color=gold]"The faces... aim for the faces!"[/color] He said this while looking at Rowan. Then he turned to Vlad. [color=gold]"You wanted to hold onto her so badly, get out of here with her!"[/color] 

At that point Rood effortlessly stopped Rowan by picking her up and leaped out of the way with the use of his semblance, moving at fast speeds. He set Rowan down after rolling to the side, then gasped as the Falthon turned and snaked towards them, its maw glowing bright red at the threat of expelling flames. Meanwhile, its many faces spat an acidic bile outward that Rood narrowly avoided. Grunting, he slammed his fists together, getting himself mentally ready. He leapt, his semblance attatched to his feet as he ran through the air and at the last moment switched around to put his semblance on his fist, his eyes gleaming as he destroyed one of the faces, leaping back as acid was spit in its wake. There had to be more than fifty faces, and Rood was starting to become nervous. How would they take care of them just with the two of them?