The Academy of Arts - Central GroupSuddenly, the lights flickered off and the academy was engulfed in darkness.
Lucien was pretty spaced-out, but he managed to mutter a complaint. Eh, hadn't this guy been with Estelle's group? How did he manage to pull this off while being chased? Was he really that amazing? He scrunched up his nose and made a sour face.
The bear padded along after them sniffing at the air, some scents were familiar and others weren't, but for all Lucien knew it could have been the guards or one of the priests and priestesses. He didn't know them all and so, it was pretty pointless trying to get the bear to tell who was who.
Suddenly, rapid footsteps began echoing down the hall.
The bear let out a snarl and pulled back its teeth, but its ears went flat against its head when it picked up the familiar scent of their leader. That was relief, but the next sound wasn't. There was large crash followed by a thud. Lucien rushed towards the sound and the bear pretty much tore free from his control. The summoner stood dumbfounded as the animal crashed into wall after wall on some sort of rampage. Before he knew it, the animal had Tobias up against a corner
"Crap, crap, crap!" Amy's light had illuminated the place and he swiveled around frantically, at a loss on what to do.
Images of the Lion tearing at his friends back in Thaum flashed through his head and the summoner threw himself at the bear, wrapping his arms around its neck. "Dispel! Dispel!" He concentrated as hard as he could and soon the bear disappeared into a puff of smoke and he fell onto the floor. "Hell, that was close, sorry, sorry." He scrambled to his feet and attempted to dust Tobias off. After that, the young man spun around. "Hey Leader!" He waved as if they had met at restaurant or something. Amy asked her about the masked phantom and he wondered about the same thing.
Their communicator crackled to life and they eventually found out that whatever had happened had been a false alarm. Several voices began stating that the masked phantom was at their location and Tobias ended up yelling. "Errr, so um, should I summon the bear again and have him sniff around the place?" Tobias probably wouldn't like that, but how the hell was the masked Phantom appearing in so many places?
The Academy of Arts - Eastern GroupAs soon as they ran into the north group, Estelle ran off and the lights died.
"What on earth?" So while they had been distracted the masked phantom had managed to reach the generator and kill the lights? He was very good at this. Dallia helped her to her feet and Xan thanked the priestess.
How had this mix-up happened? After the explanation her eyes flitted to the dark outline that looked like Simon. So...their formation and plans had been for nothing because he wanted to take a photo of the masked phantom. If they had kept their positions there was a possibility they wouldn't be in this mess. How...how irresponsible. She brought a hand to her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. A part of her was angry and upset that their mission had been jeopardized by this, but the others were taking it well and after a deep breath she calmed herself.
Then things got a lot worse as reports of the masked phantom being everywhere started piling in. "Hey Simon, by any chance, does your camera come with a light thing or something that'll help us see better?"
Jackpot, he had hit his mark! Fabian did a silent fist pump only for his communicator to startle him.
The boy nodded his head and muttered a silent alright before he pressed a button on his mask to activate night vision. He stared at the horse that had fallen over and the silly looking guilders he had managed to trip up. Fabian felt like laughing but instead loaded another dart into his blowgun. This would be the perfect time to knock them out. He was just about to launch another one, but one of the guilders tossed something in his direction.
There was a soft clunk followed by a bright flash that rendered him blind.
He fell back into the bushes. Cuss no! He couldn't get caught! He couldn't let the other thieves down. Fabian fumbled blindly with his pouch. Thankfully, he had organized his gizmos and knew where they were. He grabbed two circular bombs, only for an ear splitting sound to echo inside his skull. The boy careened forward but managed not to fall over. His eyes were burning and he was getting worried so he simply tossed the bombs forward. One was a stink bomb and as soon as it had hit the ground a foul smelling gas surrounded the guilders.The second bomb made a hissing sound before it exploded and littered the place with confetti. By the time both bombs had gone off Fabian's vision had somewhat returned and his head felt clearer.
He took the opportunity, crouched down then silently made his way towards a farther bush. Hopefully, he could keep his element of surprise for a tad longer.