Snippet #2631059

Durandel was hopelessly lost over the situation that had developed. Sure, he decided to be polite about it and make the assumption that Dey said who she said she was. Still, it was Dey's next responses that continue to push him further into a state of confusion. Deny it all that she wants, she acts awfully alot like BattleDemon as far as he could remember from what he knew for himself and what the others told him. She was quite angry that he bothered with her and wasted her time. For which he understands, he supposes he wouldn't have liked that either, especially with all of the chaos that ensued. He hanged his head down feeling rather ashamed over the whole thing. Yet, what bothers him the most, is still the fact that he can't help but believe that this is BattleDemon.

She looks, sounds, and if he took a whiff with his nose, smells exactly like BattleDemon. Could he possibly ignore what his senses are telling him and take this she-wolf's word for it? She may call herself Dey and no longer remember her old companion, but he cannot believe that his senses are failing him for if they were, he would be as good as dead. It was then that Dey went still and this troubled Durandel, he began to feel a bit cautious. He too began to feel about...uncomfortable as if he was being watched. It was then he was disoriented from the loud bang as he barely missed the very ground disappearing from underneath Dey. It was then he nearly jumped out of his skin when Nova suddenly appeared.

"Nova!?" He then coughed as the strange smoke began to surround him. "Is that you!?" He asked. He then looked around as best he could but the orange smoke was beginning to cloud his vision. "I-I don't know...one minute, I was talking to Dey...then the next, this happened!" He then paused for a moment, "Dey! Are you alright!?" He shouted.