Thyus blinked his golden eyes at Mars, watching him fly away back to his Tamer. The tip of Thyus's tail twitched and he smiled, glad that he had accomplished in finding a seat for his Tamer(with Mars's help of course) and he turned, flying back to Carter. He landed on Carter's shoulder, rubbing his muzzle across his cheek then turned his head in the direction where Desmond sat. Mars and Desmond offered us a seat, he said. Carter followed Thyus's gaze then smiled at the sight of a familiar face.
Then what are we standing around here for? He moved on through the crowd with his usual pardons, making his way towards their destination, and at last came out of the sea of Tamers and Spirits. He sat himself down at the table, setting his plate down in front of him and smiled at Desmond. "Hey, thanks for letting us sit here. Finding a place to sit is like trying to find a needle in a hay stack." Thyus jumped down onto the table and took a piece of bacon from the plate, chewing on the juicy meat, his little claws holding onto the strip with his teeth munching on the end of it.
Kuroi walked up the stairs and made it to the floor with the Stimulation Rooms. He came to the door and it slid open automatically, allowing him entrance, and he walked right in with Cethin slithering right behind. He went over to a chair and sat right in, leaning back as the helmet lowered itself over his head, and the black lens slid over his eyes. Cethin coiled around by his chair, a similar helmet lowering over his head, along with the black lens. Then instantly both were transported to a whole different world.
Everything went black for Kuroi, but when his vision began to return, he glanced around and found himself in the middle of a wide feild. He sneered in discomfort. He and Cethin always worked in stealth, a wide field was definitely not their tastes, and they were at a disadvantage already. Cethin hissed his irritation, and Kuroi turned his gaze to him. I know, but we'll have to work with what we have. Think of it as a challenge, we have to pull through no matter what the circumstance. Cethin ceased his hissing but he still looked displeased, then his form began to change.
He grew longer, spikes emerging from his back and horns sprouted on his head with spikes between them like a mane. He was now taller than Kuroi, his full length about 20ft long, but thin and slender, made to construct his body around a victim. His tail now had four curved blades at the end, so a single swing is bound to make contact with skin on a opponent unless they dodge it entirely. Kuroi grinned his wicked grin, pulling out his venom-filled sword. Well then, lets go look for our opponent, shall we? Cethin hissed and lowered his head, and Kuroi climbed on and moved around the long spikes and stood by one of his horns, holding onto it with a hand.
Cethin lifted his head and slithered across the field, both his and Kuroi's eyes scanning the vast wide field and skies for their enemy. They had been so focused on the ground and skies, however, that they never noticed that something was coming at them....directly below the ground.
