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[center][h2]Plaza at the Pier, Execution Platform[/h2][/center]

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[quote=”Angry Crowd”][color=82ca9d]“End the Wizard Queen’s tyranny!”[/color][/quote]

The Wizard Queen didn't bother moving as the crowd raged. Instead, her eyes flickered to Vulluin, who was quick to give out orders. 

[b]“Call for the guards at the barracks! Solidify a barrier around the Queen and her entourage. Block the stairwell; Don't let anyone approach the platform!”[/b]

Immediately, guards began shoving unruly citizens back, blocking off access to those under the canopy or those on the execution platform. From the west, guards began funneling in from the street, doubling up the lines. None had drawn their sword. At least, not yet.

Tomatoes began to fly. Lobed by angry faces, it was a sight Vulluin was loathed to see. In irritation, his hand struck out, causing a spray of ice to arc in the air, catching a tomato and halting it's momentum. As the frozen tomato fell, Vulluin glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Wizard Queen.

[b]“Permission to teach the rabble some respect?”[/b]

[b]“Granted.”[/b] The Wizard Queen said effortlessly.

So Vulluin took a step forward, narrowed his eyes, staring at the crowd. Faces of anger, grief, desperation looked back at him, screaming for justice. 

Contempt was written in his face as his earrings shimmered, and the magic within them was cast. In an instant, the crowd grew quiet, staring with shocked eyes. Before each began to react to the unexplainable horror that clawed up from the depths of their very souls. Some stood there, numb. Some fell to their knees, hyperventilating and crying. Others stumbled on numb feet, running for their lives. Tomatoes and other rotten vegetables were dropped as the crowd broke up and scattered.

The riot was snuffed out as quickly as it had started. 

But before Vulluin and the guards could assess the situation further, smoke wafted in, overtaking the entire execution platform. A red plume was soon seen reaching up into the sky.

Duke Willowsteel stared in shock at his potential rescuer, before he bit out, [b]“You shouldn't be here. You know what they'll do to you if they catch you?!”[/b]

They’d torture her endlessly before letting her slowly die in front of the people.

But before Sev could get another hoarse word out, a great, rumbling roar reverberated the smoky darkness. Flashes of green scales could be seen as Raiden dove in on the back of a magnificent dragon, hand outstretched to Islara.

[b]“Get him up here, we gotta go!”[/b] Raiden cried out.

Alas, their cover wouldn't last. The wind took on a bitter chill as snowflakes began whipping through the air. The wind churned, sharp and cold, blowing away the smoke. It revealed a shocking scene on the execution platform.

A bright green dragon, thirty feet in length, was circled about a Sparrow intruder and a somewhat freed Duke Willowsteel. And riding atop the dragon was another Sparrow. The guards immediately turned face, and the [i]schling[/i] of swords drawn from their sheaths broke the air.

The Wizard Queen stood from her chair. [b]“Guards, apprehend them!”[/b]

The guards began to rush the execution platform, giving space to Duke Rhinecliff as they attempted to ground Raiden and pin Islara and Sev. One guard cast a spider web net wide and high, hoping to cover all four of them in a sticky, strong net.