Dragged Along

Haraka quietly kept his eyes on Kyran, the expression still as blank as ever. What could he say, that a demon feared other demons? That he had gone for the hospital because of an internal fear screaming through ever bit of him? 'Nobody would believe me, or they wouldn't care, so it's better if I say nothing at all.' No, it was true. His only healing spell currently was a fruit that juices were once used on fabrics that were dried than used to help quicken a broken limbs healing. That use was now outdated, it's other uses were also outdated in the modern world. This was his own fault for avoiding using any magic for so long. 'Saying I'm still a student would sound like an excuse.' Speaking at this point felt pointless, his skin felt hot and uncomfortable to be in. This was psychological, Omaras skin was as normal as the slate blue hued skin was ever going to get. But... Thanks to Ruvel, that person was healed. Not him, but someone that he wasn't even sure should even be out of bed. The summon that carried the highly ranked summoner away more than likely agreed. Was Kyran okay? His eyes were open, sure, but wasn't physical condition half of the battle? "When someone is possessed, their emotional state and strength effects how much control they have. Demonic possessions can cause internal and external damage. The other half of the damage it can inflict is emotional and mental."

His voice, as it normally sounded, was softly toned. This time, it was a lot more tired than it was previously, the panic and deep fear that had been rushing through starting to ebb out of his flesh. This caused Haraka to start feeling worn out, fear was exhausting because it put your body on alert, using energy it normally would place on important functions all on trying to solve the problem. It had been why, at least for a very brief time, he had been able to move fluidly, without shaking. With his rational mind back in action, he was faced with the fact that he still couldn't leave, but he couldn't the body parts revealed before either. To hide them would be to have large holes in his clothing that there was no time to fix. To not hide them was to to keep showing his true appearance and just how inhuman he was. Omaras didn't even want to look at them himself, didn't want them to exist. Feeling more self aware of them, he tried to tuck the giant wings behind him and... well, they were more than flexible enough to fold, but they were wings built for flight. This meant the wings had a lot of size on them, not really something that could vanish behind the young looking demons back without the use of magic. The tail was less flexible and lacked the ability to fold, so there wasn't anything that could be done with that.

What was he even supposed to do now? Ruvel was too high ranked for him to go after to help, especially when it felt like the only person in the the small group was likely Sol. Kyran had already been handed over before the healing, so the demon didn't even currently have a role in that.

As Ruvel laid into him and Haraka Sol sighed and knew he had made a mistake but he hated that he was getting grilled. He could only grow angry as she kept talking and when his summon told him he should be ashamed of himself as a doctor the dragon king clenched his teeth and he balled his fist so tight that he started to bleed for a bit. He watched as the summon took Ruvel to his room and he could only growl as he turned and looked at Ada and Haraka before he Spoke to Ada.”your welcome to try but if that’s your pride talking then you will find yourself in a hospital bed fast” he said his tone was neutral before he turned to Haraka.

" I am aware I made I mistake but heres the thing Newbie I made a Mistake but you also made one. Just because he is possessed does not mean you can run off with him. We can deal with him but not when you try to storm off with him.”he scolded before he finished his lecture.”next time do not panic and do not try to run off with a patiant if you do I’ll be giving you a punishment am I understood” he explained as he then shook his hands to get rid of the blood and then he proceeded to checked Kyran over.”alright mr Kyran how are you feeling once I know your stable I’ll remove those chains alright?. I have them on you for your safety as well as everyones” he said as he removed a penlight from a drawer and used it to check Kyrans eyes.

Kyran looked from face to face trying to figure out what was being said. It was clear they were talking because their lips were moving. He tried to move only to find he was wrapped in a chain. He looked at it curiously. When had that been put on? And who were these people again? He caught the blue haired woman looking at him sheepishly. She looked familiar. Was she why he was here? A man in a doctor's coat leaned over him. The doctor looked like he was saying something but no matter how much Kyran struggled to hear, he simply couldn't make out the words.

"I'm sorry Doctor, I seem to have lost the ability to hear." Kyran said loudly hoping they could hear. His own voice didn't even register to his ears. Something must be very wrong with him. "I'm also a little lost. Can you tell me how I got here? I can't seem to remember too much." It might not be important but telling the doctor everything was supposed to be a good thing. Right? Kyran struggled to think through this damnable fog. He could hear giggling in his mind. What was that? It sounded like small children playing a game. Could the others hear it? Or was it his imagination? This whole situation was getting more confusing by the second. Could the doctor help him figure it all out?

Adalinda had to stifle a small laugh from Sol's comment of her ending in a hospital due to her pride, and simply shrugged her shoulders. She didn't mind too much that she might be, but it would still be worth the thrill in her mind to test her strength. "Maybe when I get a bit better, I'll fight you then, then we'll see if I end up in a hospital." She couldn't help but chuckle to him.

When Sol was starting to look over Kyran, she backed off a bit, enough to see if Haraka would join in on helping him. She looks back to the entrance. Should she leave? She didn't think she should. She was the one who had brought Kyran to the guild... and kinda started all this. She should at least stay to help him out a bit. Her head snaps to Kyran as he shouts that he can't hear and questions how he got to the medical area in the training hall. She stepped forward and frowns to him worriedly. She then quickly turns her head around and looks at Haraka. "You said something about demons possessions cause damages, right? So damages to hearing can be one of those things?" She looks to Sol, wondering if he knew as well.

The young demon wasn't expecting Sol to take what he said that way. But, really thinking on it? 'I gave nobody context for anything I said.' That was bad. "Sorry, I wasn't trying to say that at all. I just knew no matter my reasons for getting so scared, there's no reasonable answer to why I freaked out. I... instantly knew the issue, that he could be internally bleeding, it's the only reason my wings are out... Part of me was saying to go to the medical room around the training area, but another part was saying go to the hospital. I probably only knew the issue so fast because most demons I meet try to kill me, so I've... tried to be very good at spotting." He wouldn't try to correct someone who was higher rank than him, especially when it came to medicine. Someone gets that way by earning it, and everyone makes mistakes. There was no denying or pretending that the aquatic man hadn't been scared, or that he felt exhausted from it now. Though not showing on his face, the voice quietly dragged with a lack of energy. Arms and legs sagged a bit, though certainly there was enough to try to keep those big wings as tightly behind himself as possible. How did the new person feel about other demons? Did unknown ones make them uncomfortable? 'Is it bad for me to remain nearby while he needs to recover?' "I'll try not to panic next time." Would there be a next time where someone nearly bleeds to death internally around the guilds front?

The loud voice from the male stranger reminded the mantis shrimp man that yelling hurts. The yelling hurt his ears, but at least that told where damage was likely situated, the missing memories as well. That... Was damage from demonic possession normally around the head? It could happen, but it was normally other areas. Why... Was there damage in other areas? Generally, he still remained nearby, but wasn't helping Sol at the moment. There was only one person here that was a full doctor that knew where everything was. Haraka had most of the knowledge needed, but lacked experience and knowledge about using modern equipment. The best thing he could do was likely... watch and only try to help if he was told to. That was what those who lacked experience in hospitals were supposed to do when a superior was around and leading. He was going to keep being quiet, but than Ada asked. Well, answering that could be something he could do without stepping on any toes, right? "It can effect hearing and memory, but..." 'Memory is kept in different parts of the brain, depending on the type of memory it is. There could be damage in his ears, or in the part of the brain that processes sounds.' What good would it do to bring up all the horrible possibilities and implications? Then again, "It, that, the more he describes, the better it gives an idea of where to look and what damage might have been caused."

Sol simply shrugged his shoulders at Adas comment and kept his attention on Kyran as he spoke.”Adalinda I feel you should know fighting me is not like fightning Cirven or any other of the mages in the company my magic is designed to cause pain and suffereing on levels never heard of before” he explained since it was true his poison had abilitys and effects that could turn even the most legendary mage into a sniveling wreck on the floor.” but if your brave enough Ill be happy to give you a whoopin” he joked. As Kyran shouted that he could not hear and wanted to know where he was Sol nodded and quickly reached into a cabinet and pulled out a notepad and a pen before he started to write.

Hearing the conversation between Haraka and Ada Sol was able to get a few ideas of what to do and he eventually turned the man on the bed and showed him what he had written which was. “it is ok I do not know what caused your hearing loss but we will hopefuly find a way to reverse it or fix it. As for what happened you suddenly had a breakdown in front of our company HQ and went thru multiple transformations before sustaining internal injuries and went Catatonic. We have you here and I have you bound for the moment for safety reasons. I would like to transfer you to the hospital in a bit for a few nights to check on you and try to fix your hearing is that alright with you” he had written and he hoped the man agreed since it was rather tough to keep up on someone when they were not where all the tools were at.

The child like laughter grew louder as Kyran tried to pick up the conversation from everyone. Isn't this fun, kids? Shall we have some more fun? Go over there and take his sight. Kyran felt the pattering of feet across his mind before his sight vanished. What was going on? What had his teacher taught him again? He reached out with a mental hand and tried to swat the beings in his mind. Oop! better be careful this one has some fight in him. Don't grab that! He'll die and we'll die with him. Kyran punched mentally in the sound of the voice. The laughter tripled as his sight suddenly returned. He gave a sigh of relief. The doctor was holding up a pad in front of his face. He read it quickly.

"Sounds good. Douse me in holy water." Kyran said loudly. He had a good idea of what was in his head now. Demons could be weakened by the holy element. He hoped anyways. His memories on the subject were getting hazy. He almost felt like he was going to.... Kyran slumped over, once again unconscious. His last thought was the hope that they could get him back into working condition before he woke up again.

Ada wasn't too sure what to make out to Haraka's comments, and looks to Sol, it was more to him anyways. She takes a deep breath and watches as Kyran seem to blank out for a moment, before he came back and read what Sol had written for him. She couldn't help but snicker as he said to douse him in holy water. Would holy water even work? Did the island even have any? She still didn't know all of the island yet herself. As he slumped over, her snickering stopped and she paled once again. She didn't know what to make of this going like so again.

Back at the hospital, after Kyran was transported there, Adalinda sat in a chair inside of his room. She hadn't bothered Sol or anyone who was to take care of him. She was waiting for him to wake up. Tamaria was on her lap as they waited and was reading through a fashion magazine while Ada ignored it and waited impatiently in the chair. "How much longer is he going to stay asleep...?" She grumbles to herself quietly.

In the end, Haraka had ended up forgetting to eat his meal. The bag was stuffed away in his room as it was time to go back to learning in the hospital. Some doctors had heard about the panic he had gone through before and had poked a bit at one very possible reason for it, the hole in his soul. How did training end up also coming with explaining to some people why certain patches hadn't worked? The fact was, what was missing was too different from what was there for such things to work. He would have ice magic if the hole wasn't there... of course that also accidentally revealed that he did know a way to fix it and it was a super possible and easy solution. It just... "I'm not going against my mothers beliefs." That was at least something his mothers fans could respect. Well, 'fans' being what the man dubbed those who knew of her mother, had read her books... and acted a bit like a fan in his general direction. They were doctors too so he couldn't exactly lie by trying to say he wasn't the adopted son in her books. They were wrong, he didn't need the full range of emotions to better deal with emergencies. So what if not many emotions of his could reach the same levels as fear, it didn't mean he couldn't find ways to pull it down. If he repeated information to himself during times of panic, things would be fine, right? In any case, Omaras was still worried about Key... and felt guilty about letting his fear go out of control like that.

This was how the man ended up finding himself trying to squeeze from tasks a little early to see how Key was doing. Maaybe nobody would notice, besides he hadn't left the hospital or anything. Well, maybe it would be better to see if anyone told his friend anything yet, Ada. Maybe it would be less noticeable he had skipped on anything and wouldn't get in trouble. Of course once he was there, it was hard to actually say anything. At least he looked more presentable than earlier? No tail or wings out, those violent looking things. 'Come on, talk, say something.' He urged himself, but somehow... nothing came out. He did open his mouth a bit for a little, but that doesn't count as verbalization. Feeling fed up with himself, Haraka put a hand over one of his shoulders before squeezing a bit. "Hey there, how are you holding up?"

Sol blinked at Kyrans request of being doused in holy water but he nodded as the man seemed to pass out once again. The dragon just blinked before he heard Harakas comment about not wanting to go against his moms beliefs.”Newbie sometimes you will encounter things that clash with your beliefs its not easy” he said simply as he checked Kyran over once more and then he formed a shadow gurney under the man and had the gurney head towards the hospital while Sol would lead both Haraka and Adalinda that way as well.

After a while Sol emerged from the room and he simply looked at Ada for a moment before he gave a small smile and a thumbs up.”he should be ok and he should wake soon just be careful his body went thru quite a shock so he needs rest. I have him chained still but once he is up and coherent Ill consider removing the binds on him.” he explained before he opened the door a bit for the girl to enter and see Kyran.

Kyran came awake violently. He strained against the chain still wrapped around him, an unholy screech ripping its way from his lips. His eyes were completely black. Deep within those eyes swirled a myriad of colors. His teeth were sharpened into points. Veins stood out all over his body, changing the color of his skin to a mass of blue. After a few moments, his body relaxed again, his eyes returning to their normal blue color. His teeth gradually returned to their normal shape. The veins took a little longer to recede. Kyran felt... heavy as his awareness slowly caught up to his awakened body. His eyes caught sight of a woman sitting in a nearby chair. It took a moment for recognition to hit him.

"Ada..." Kyran coughed briefly, looking down to see a massive chain still wrapped around him. That was good. A restraint was what he needed at the moment. A strange man was standing nearby as well. "Heticia...no Haraka? Right?" Kyran said before looking around for the doctor VP of WFTC. "Did I ruin my chances of joining the West Fiore Trading Company? Or am I to be dissected for some experiments?" His head was going wild with a few possibilities. He had been through much in his short lifetime and books had only made his imagination more vivid. Kyran looked over to Ada. "I didn't hurt anybody did I?" That was his biggest fear in all of this.

As Kyran woke up, Ada had quickly stood up, dropping Tamaria on the ground. She doesn't know what to do about Kyran's freak out when he woke up, and simply called for Sol to come back in there. She watched him for a minute, till he calmed down, and takes a shaky breath as she slowly approached the bed. "Yo... are you okay" She questions quietly, till he started slightly freaking out. Quickly, Ada shakes her head. "No! I wouldn't let them tell you you're rejected so soon anyways! They have to give you a test and say if you pass or not first, or so I've been told. And... no one's dissecting you... we've already come to the conclusion that you've got demons in your head or whatever."

"Thanks to Haraka a bit at least. He gave us slight insight on this." Tamaria grumbles from the ground.

"You also didn't hurt anyone. Everything's fine! The guild will take care of you and make sure we're all good together." She muses with a nod. Tamaria rolls her eyes as she tugged on Ada's pants to pull her back and out of the way in case Sol or Haraka went to check on Kyran. "You think you're calmer now? Or feeling better now? Or...?" She raises an eyebrow as she takes a hesitant step back, trying to not step on Tammy, who was behind her.

"My beliefs?" Did it count has his beliefs? He supposed so. Yes, it did. Was it good to say more than that in front of Adaline, Tammy, or Kyran? No. In any case, Sol was right about the chains. Demonic possession could really hurt the inflicted if they didn't have full control. Then again, of course they would be right, there was a reason the other had a high rank while Harakas was not. Internally, he had debated on actually entering Kyrans room. Would they want to see a demon when such creatures were what hurt that person? But the screech that came from the room had definitely convinced the blue skinned person to enter in. Was he going to be okay...? It  surprised him a bit that the person remembered his name. "It means fast, swift, Haraka. That's my name." A name not given for swiftness in thought or feet, but for simply how quickly his baby self had won over his mothers heart. A silly reason, but Omaras loved the name. Ahh, Kyran thought they might get dissected for experiments? Well, Ada seemed to address that already so at least he didn't have to. This person nearly died and he was worried about others? Ah... he was thanked for explaining things, but Sol could have done that too. "Sorry for earlier Kyran, Ruvel and Sol are the ones who took care of you. I was just the idiot that realized the base issue and panicked... You wont be likely to see my wings or tail again." 'They were only out because of my fear in the first place.'

Sol heard Kyran coughing and he approached him and pulled out a penlight for a moment before he checked the boys eyes with it .”well your visions looking pretty good and it seemed you can hear now. But no you did not ruin your chances but I still need to test you and Im wondering if I should put it off or not since your still here in the hospital afterall.” he said before he snickered at Kyrans inquiry if being dissected. “no no your not going to be cut open so relax. Once again sorry for chaining you up but considering what happened I felt I needed to take precautions…so” he started before he gained a serious look in his eyes.

“if I take those chains off of your are you going to be calm and not go wild, if you do I might have to use force to restrain you and I would rather not do that” he explained before he waited for the boys answer then he heard Haraka mention that he panicked and that got the slayer to look at him.”Newbie Im starting to think it might be good to put you in the clinic for a while before I get you settled anywhere else in this hospital, also are you up to date in medical knowledge?” he inquired. If Harakas answer was a no then Sol knew he had to put the new members nose to the grindstone to make sure he could do his dutys here if he chose to work at the hospital.

Kyran looked at each of the people by his bedside. Did he dare trust them? Trust had been used against him in the past. Now apparently, his one demonic issue had become several. It was impossible to tell if they would be as strong as the previous one had been. Luckily for the moment, it looked like they were all dormant. He blew out a slow sigh of relief at Sol and Ada's words. They weren't kicking him out least. That was good. He had a chance at this. "Whatever is in my head seems to be dormant for now. If they are anything like the last one was, I'll know when they'll be trouble and keep control. Mainly by leaving the situation that is aggravating them." Kyran said calmly. He hoped that would be enough to alleviate their worries. "You still tried to help, Haraka. That is enough as not many have done that for me in my life. Thank you for at least trying."

Kyran turned to the doctor. "Please remove the chains, Doctor Sol. I can control them for now. If you soaked me in holy water, that will hold them for longer. Other than that, I'm ready." There was a steely glint in his eyes as he said those words. Kyran wanted to be in this guild and he would fight to make that happen. The West Fiore Trading Company would be his home now. He would protect those who needed protecting. Rely upon those he could rely upon. Perhaps even one day, he would open up his heart to someone, finally finding the peace he craved.

Adalinda watches Kyran as Sol was talking to him. She had stepped back to lean against the wall out of the way, and had her arms over her chest. Slowly, she grins to Kyran as he requested to have the chains undone. "I think he's back to normal now myself. Let him be free again." She laughs. Part of her mind was kinda glad she dragged him here. And she still believed the guild would be able to help him out in the long run. She was even eager to find out his test that Sol would give him, if one at all.

Tammy looks around at everyone, and shakes her head. "You sure it'd be safe for him to be out of the chains? He may have another episode." She shrugs her shoulders as Ada bops her on the head. "Ouch! It's true! He might!"

"There's nothing saying he will have another episode. Now shush, cat." The slayer growls a little to her before looking back at Kyran and Sol.

Deep blue eyes looked over to Sol before the demon nodded his head a bit. "I'm updated in everything but a lot of modern tools. The hospital staff has been getting me to learn them as fast as they can get me too... I guess I can't always use the tools I want to. I used to do clinic work for my mother, but she tossed me with my grandmother or locked me in my room whenever an emergency came in. I've also have done some clinic work in this hospital." Clinic work was better than learning some of those modern tools. Even getting in a life or death fight was better than some of those tools! Why did some of those people think it would be such a waste if he didn't learn how to use all the modern tools associated with looking over different germs, sicknesses, blood samples, and making medicines? It wasn't a waste, he could just stay in clinic work forever. No, no, sooner or later he needed to learn how to use all of the modern tools and things, even if he wasn't a big fan of all of them and trying to learn them made him suddenly very aware of his old age. Well, it certainly highlighted Harakas lack of experience in emergencies. He may have had an amazing doctor of a mother and it gave a good base to work from, but none of the work seemed to deal with emergencies. Getting thanked for trying was weird. How few actually tried to have even that make someone happy? "You're... welcome?" That felt like it came out awkward. It's polite to say that when someone thanks you, but... it didn't feel like he succeeded in anything besides panic.

Sol simply nodded at the explaination that Kyran gave and when he was asked to remove his chains he spoke one word.”Enkidu” he said in a tone that was more of a command then anything. The chains suddenly loosened of their own accord before they would move off him and slid into a portal for Sol to use later. Sol then spoke once more.”Ill trust you to keep them in line but as I said before they get out of line and I will use force to restrain them, also just call me Sol I’m not much for titles here in the company” he explained as he would let Kyran get up and stretch before he would lead them to the Training grounds for the young mans test.

While he heard Haraka speak the dragon only nodded in understanding.”I see well Ill keep you working in the clinic for a while still untill your up to date, also Im going to make sure you get involved with emergencys as well so you know how to act when one comes up” he said as he motioned for the three to follow him.”Lets go to the training grounds I want to make sure if I decide to test the newcomers abilitys we don’t wreck the place.” he explained as he cracked his neck a bit.

Kyran flashed a grin at Haraka as he slowly got off the bed. He looked solemnly at Sol. "The cat is right. There will be another episode. Whatever did it is still with me. It's a matter of control now. I will control them." Kyran vowed it not only to Sol but to himself. Whatever had invaded his body would be under his control. Whatever it took. This was his body and his body alone. "I expect nothing less, Sol. Force is the only thing these creatures respond to."

Letting those be his last words, Kyran followed Sol to the training grounds. He wasn't sure if the other two would follow. In truth, he didn't know if he wanted them to. He'd worked for so long keeping his magic under wraps unless the situation demanded otherwise. "What will the test entail?" He asked out of curiosity. There was no telling if he would be given an answer or kept in the dark. Kyran felt it was better to ask to get a better feel for this test. Whatever happened, Kyran was determined to join the West Fiore Trading Company. To make it his new home. His first home.

Ada watches the confrontation a bit between the two medical personnel, and their patient on the bed before them. Kyran's resolve to control what's apparently going on in his head made her smile a bit as she nods to him. She looked to Sol as he motioned for them to follow, and smiled a bit as she did indeed follow after Sol after Kyran did to the training grounds. "I think you'll be rather impressed with his magic. It's pretty great." She mentions to Sol while patting Kyran's shoulder.

As Kyran asked about the test, Ada looked up at Sol as well. She was curious too. She would just have to remember to not jump in if it seemed to get heated. "Johann, our other Vice President, he fought me and a lightning slayer, then Cirven, our CEO, made us fight as well... Lots of fighting." She laughed softly and shrugged her shoulders. She stopped talking to make sure Sol wouldn't get upset at her talking so much. That, and Tammy had jumped on her back to tug her hair and shut her mage up.

If the demon was younger, he would have likely begged or asked for leniency. At this point in his life though? There was no excuse or reason to ask for it. Like it or not, he would have to deal with emergencies now. Maybe it would help him react better to them? Practice makes perfect and his only practice with emergencies shouldn't be trying to avoid them and this mess. Yes, he needed the practice, to adapt. "Thank you Sir." In the end, he was grateful. Internal squirming or not, it would be worth it to become more capable. At least it didn't involve modern machines... wait, would he need to learn those faster? 'Better not ask, it could put me in a bigger mess.' At the motion for them to follow, Omaras easily gave in. Starting to follow along, the tall shrimp continued to listen to all the talking around. Kyran sounded fairly well adapted to possession, was this a good or bad thing? Well, probably good in that he could handle it, but... didn't that get to be exhausting? Using his own nature spirits could be exhausting enough, and that was without them doing anything a possession would entail. That really must take a lot of mental stamina. "You seem to have a pretty strong will..." Was there anything he could add that wouldn't sound pushy or invasive? Probably not at this time. This probably wasn't time for getting to know you chit chat anyway.

As Sol lead them into one of the training rooms he snapped his fingers as the white room suddenly shifted and turned into a field with a setting sun in the background, it looked extremely real and only a trained eye would be able to tell that it was fake.”I guess we will see how impressive it is since I think we will test just how good your abilitys are and also your control over those entities inside you” he said before he turned to Adalinda and Haraka.” could both of you present your hands to me please my abilitys hit wide areas and it would be easier to immunize both of you then set up a barrier” he explained as he waited for them to offer their hands.

Once they did Sol would touch both of their hands while infusing his magic into them so they would gain a symbol on their hand to show they were immune to his poison for a small amount of time. He then turned to Kyran as he cracked his neck a bit and he started to gain a blackish aura around him.”alright show me what you can do” he said as he got ready to whatever the newcomer would do.

Kyran looked over at the demon. His comment about Kyran being strong willed wasn't wrong. He had had to be with all the things he had endured. Otherwise he would be insane. Ada's assertion that the test would be a fight didn't surprise Kyran. He still was uneasy about using his magic but he doubted he had the strength to hurt a VP of the West Fiore Trading Company. He adjusted his new bow, Calamity on his back. It was nice not to have to have a quiver everywhere he went. The immunization of Ada and Haraka surprised Kyran. Whatever Sol's magic was, he felt the need to immunize bystanders. That didn't bode well for Kyran at all.

Kyran swept Calamity off his back at Sol's signal. He planted two arrows in front of Sol, swiftly backing up. The demons roiled under his skin. They'd been awakened by his sudden rush of adrenaline. Great. He focused on the fight, Calamity humming in his hand. Arrows flew more as a deterrent rather than an attempt to hit Sol. The white energy sizzled through the air. Kyran hoped it would blind the VP a little bit. He paused his firing to cut each hand. Better to have wounds prepared for this. His magic did require it after all.

Blood began to swirl above eat cut as Kyran resumed firing. A tiny devil with a single spiral horn atop its head formed above one cut. It was sent at Sol under the cover of the arrow barrage. Kyran knew it would probably only irritate the VP but he hoped it would buy him the time needed for his other spell. These were all prevention tactics anyway. Kyran fully expected Sol to brush them off. This might require everything he had. Not to win. Simply to leave an impression. The demons were slowly getting more agitated as the fight went on. Eventually, Kyran would have to deal with them directly.

Adalinda looks around the training room as Sol changed the room, and she chuckles softly. "Nifty..." She mutters while placing her hand on her hip. She then pauses as she sees the dragon looking at her and the demon next to her. She honestly hadn't seen his magic before, so she hesitantly held her hands out. Tamaria was on Ada's shoulders, and held out her paws to the dragon as well. "Don't forget me! I don't want to be hurt too!" She whines to him. when the magic was infused into them, Ada shivered a bit, and admired the symbol.

As soon as Kyran was told to fight, and he begun to, Adalinda's eyes spark up and she watches how he shows off his magic. A grin was on the dragon slayers face as she observed quietly. She had to squat down as she watched to try to keep herself from running over to help. She was eager to see how Sol would react to Kyran and his fighting style.

Leaving the hospital was expected, having everything in a training room change was not. The demon hadn't even known the rooms could do that in the first place. It looked so realistic, but something about it bothered him. Maybe because it looked so real but he knew it wasn't? Fields can't actually be summoned into a room with the snap of some fingers. Still, he did hold his hands out for Sol. Once he was immunized by the dragon, Haraka moved a bit to be sure he was out of the way. Still, how would Keys test go? It already looked like it was going to be different than his own test, despite both tests involving Sol. Than again, it wouldn't be much of a test if the one doing the test kept it the same for every person. The magic key used was surprising to Omaras, the tiny devil looked kind of cute. Arrows? Ah, they could use long range magic then, not something the shrimp was all that good with himself. Still... still! He wanted to keep politely quiet, but... but! 'I really wish my magic had some cute aspect. Instead my spirits involve a serious lightening spirit, a delicate fire spirit, and a psycho wind spirit.' His mind was a bit noisy. But, then again... "I don't get why his magic did that with his blood."