[h2][center][color=crimson]Lorelai[/color][/center][/h2]
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Excitement surged through the Abyssal Knight's body as the Purple Relic responded to her, every nerve seemingly electrified to finally, after such a long week, have control over the situation. The power from ages past welcomed with the shadow of a sneer, Lorelai unleashed a maelstrom of wind upon the approaching enemies that would have been ample force to disable if not outright kill them, but the sudden influx of fire from the Crimson Hound ensured anyone in the doorway was reduced to not but ash. With her back to the cathedral's altar, Lorelai didn't know if the second gout of lashing flame had struck Antonia and would likely never know for certain as the aged structure gave way to the combined power Knight and Hound. 

Apparently designing a building with loose stones led to structural instability. Who knew?

The floor gave way and sent all those still living into free fall, the sudden descent ample cause to force the Abyssal Knight into cutting off the flow of power into her relics and ending the hurricane of fire above. This descent wasn't a monumentally perilous one into a seemingly bottomless chasm, though the hygienic ones of the group would likely wish it were, as they were plummeting towards the raging rapids of the Infinitum sewers. The currents were mighty, as could only be expected of the system that handled the waste of the world's greatest city, and would certainly sweep them away once they landed amidst the murky waters. 

Before she could attempt to halt her descent with a downwards blast of air, Asgard reacted upon the impulse to preserve the rest of her cadre and latched onto Solanne and Lorelai with a violent disgorge of her own life fluids, creating a sphere of scarlet blood to encapsulate the trio moments before they all hit the sewers. Unable to see past the cocoon of blood, Lorelai was left with naught to do but turn her concerns to woman likely to exsanguinate herself before they ever see the surface again.

[color=crimson]"Sir Asgard, you mustn't be so reckless with harming yourself."[/color] She chastised without any real heat, too concerned to bring any actual anger. This bubble was likely the only thing keeping them together as it careened down winding channels and bounced off the walls of intersecting paths, not to mention the matter of exposing Eleonor's open wounds to sewage water would doubtlessly lead to greater concerns later on, blood powers or not. Taking what concessions she could, the Abyssal Knight tightened her grip on the Crimson Knight and tried to find some measure of success in their unexpected escape.[color=crimson]"At least...we shouldn't be so easily pursued for the time being."[/color]
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