[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#B22222]Cassiopeia Hood[/color][/h2][img]https://th.bing.com/th/id/R.45e5879326c5fb704aef7bd715694396?rik=wy9gQKz1JzleMw&riu=http%3a%2f%2f1.bp.blogspot.com%2f-8PqFXh4eF7E%2fUZd9bb7YGcI%2fAAAAAAAAe1s%2f2ZW7zdCEB_Q%2fs1600%2fRONAN_SCARLET-WITCH_AVENGERS2.gif&ehk=JtMdC2TfTcuoroHczXpIE%2faD7F8SSK0IyROUGIQ5QHg%3d&risl=&pid=ImgRaw&r=0[/img][hr][color=#B22222]Location:[/color] Maleficent’s Castle - Team Genie
[color=#B22222]Skills:[/color] Combat Archery; [hr][hr][/center]

	Cassiopeia quickly changed her mind; getting into the castle would not be easy. Ten guards swarmed the area, and Cassiopeia was quickly engaged in combat with one of them. Cassi grunted with the effort of getting her bow and an arrow ready. She took a couple of steps back to create distance before firing off an arrow, aiming for the soldier’s leg. Her arrow found its mark, and Cassi quickly moved to line up another shot on a different soldier. Hit! Cassiopeia shifted her feet, kneeling as she reached for another arrow. She notched it, pulled back the string and breathed out before releasing the third arrow on her third target. Hit. The soldier went down, clutching his shoulder. Cassiopeia grinned and adjusted the red hood on her head.
	Cassiopeia wasn’t aiming to kill. It wasn’t in her. If she needed to kill, she would have to, but it didn’t seem she had to right now. She was doing enough damage, simply wounding the soldiers. If Hood’s people wanted to go around and finish the job for her, all the power to them.

[hr][hr][center][h2][color=#F08080]Willow Jones[/color][/h2][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/90dd33cb2a125ad0a52ee2f22d9854d0/tumblr_min4asWUhh1qhbym6o1_500.gif[/img][hr][color=#F08080]Location:[/color] Maleficent’s Castle - Distraction Team
[color=#F08080]Skills:[/color] Kickboxing;[hr][hr][/center]

	The sight that greeted Willow was overwhelming and frightening. People were fighting, objects were flying, and dragons were soaring above them. Willow was gawking up at the sky when she was grabbed from behind. She screeched and kicked until she was suddenly free. Willow scrambled away and turned around to see that Sierra had saved her. Willow’s face turned red, but there was no time to say thank you or dwell on the warmth in her stomach.
	Willow quickly shifted into a fighting stance. She moved her left foot back, raised both arms and moved quickly. She moved her right hand to land a hook on her assailant’s jaw. The man crumbled before her, and Willow breathed a sigh of relief before she turned around.
	[color=#F08080]”Thanks for earlier,”[/color] she said to Sierra.