Damea Reese
Damea had lost sight of Touya once the Therian had rushed out into the midst of battle. Unsure as to where the youth had gone, Damea was left to his own resources. With a sigh, he reached over and drew both his weapons and stepped out into the fighting. It was then that things got really chaotic for him. Shouting ensued soon after he'd left the safety of the carriage, there was confusion in the battle that mostly came from the men he was fighting alongside, and the constant rain of arrows and attacking Therian's seemed to put everyone at a stand still.
The sell sword unleashed all hell as he made his way through the fighting. He tried his best to help as many as he could, only managing to make it to most in time to watch them fall to the Therian that they'd been fighting. He felt sick to his stomach as he swiped the blade of a Therian aside and ran his other one through the man's stomach. Damea didn't want to kill them, but they were ruthlessly killing the group of humans and it made him absolutely horrified and enraged to watch it. The battle was clearly one sided.
“Fire the signal flares, call for backup,” April's voice rang out over the battle. Damea turned to see where she was and spotted her not to far away from him, but facing the other way. She was on the ground with the doctor right next to her, holding a shield to protect them both from the attack. Damea turned full circle and noted that most if not all of the soldiers were too busy trying to stay alive before firing off a signal.
"Flares, flares... flares," Damea chanted to himself as he rushed back to the carriage. He rummaged about their belongings as quickly as he could, tossing things randomly out into the street. He figured at a time like this it wasn't all that important to be tidy about anything. Finally he got his hands on the flare gun, but no flare... Damn! He searched some more and eventually found the flare that he needed. Popping the flare into the gun he aimed it upwards, at a slight angle and pulled the trigger.
It whistled through the sky, the dark smoke trailing behind it and exploded over head with a brilliant light. Damea would have watched it longer had a hard weapon not hit him in the side. Knocked from his feet, he hit the ground as air left his lungs. With a harsh cough, he managed to breath again and flipped over just in time to see another deadly swing aimed at his body. Damea rolled to the side and missed the attack. Using the sword he still had out he swung the blade much like a bat upwards and off to the side with one arm. The sword cut through the Therian's chest and shoulder, ravaging the man. The Therian dropped and lay still on the ground, bleeding out.
Just as Damea had gotten back to his feet and drew his other sword again, another shout filled the air, this one much more urgent than the last, “Take cover!” He whirled around to see what it was that she'd been yelling about just in time to see a dark streak dart under the carriage he was right next to. His heart pounded in his chest and he turned on his heel and sprinted as far as he could away from the carriage. The force of the explosion threw him from his feet and he hit the dirt sliding. Damea's body rolled a few times before he finally came to a stop. Everything around him rang loudly as his hearing was just about blown.
Rising his head, he ducked back down and covered the back of his skull with his arms as the debris followed him. Curling into a tight ball, he prayed that nothing would hit him, at least not enough to do too much damage. Only splinters rained down on him along with dust and other things. After a minute, he finally looked again and witnessed the destruction of the explosion. Several more of the men were dead, taken out by the explosion others by the debris that had flown.
“To me D Company! Draw swords!”
The call brought him back to the present as he'd been lying there in shock. Turning slowly his gaze was watery as he looked towards April. He couldn't believe what had just happened. His heart was heavier than before and he felt as it his body was lead right then. Damea forced himself to rise, however, and made his way over to her, a slight limp in his step as the explosion had thrown him awkwardly. He raised his swords and leapt out into the fray near her. April's battle cry was strengthening somehow, and Damea found that he could fight again. Pushing aside his own worries, he cut down another Therian, then another. He turned to look at April to see how she was fairing only to watch her take a blow to the back that toppled her. His eyes widened and he once again felt his fear and anguish.
A sharp burn pulsed through his side and he slowly looked down to see what it was. Silver steel gleamed up at him as crimson liquid slowly curled from the wound and stained his clothing. His hand dropped his sword, unable to feel anything anymore from the intense burn on his right side. He looked up to see the Therian who snarled at him. What ever it was, Damea felt something snap in him and his body ignited into fire, pulling from the burning debris nearby. His eyebrows came down in pure rage and he returned the snarl that the Therian had shown him. The fire from the burning carriage exploded a second time and jumped to the other two carriages that had been untouched.
As fast as a wild fire, the flames spread outwards and lunged at the Therian's. Once he'd set one on fire, it would jump to another and then another. Soon nearly half of the Therian's attacking force was up in flames. However, Damea wasn't done yet. He didn't want to stop... no... he couldn't stop. He had no control over it then. He'd lost control the moment his body had ignited. Fear swept him and he dropped to his knees, the Therian before him long since turned to ash. Reaching forward and pulled the sword from his body and let it's red hot steel drop to the dirt. His hands shook as he stared at them, eyes wide. What had he done?
Touya Khan
His glow was dimming as he was loosing the energy to stay upright and continue fighting. Already he'd sustained many more cuts to his body than he'd gotten the first time he'd fought with Val. He was irritated, frustrated that his own kin would dare raise sword against him. He had hoped to talk Val out of his pursue for technology, but it seemed nothing would reach him. So, Touya was taking his frustrations out on Val, making his fighting less than graceful.
Touya slashed outwards with one sword, following the move with the other and came in close to try to catch Val with his elongated blades on his forearm. Val pressed his sword against the one that Touya had swiped at him with and bent back to miss the second blade. Another cut joined the rest along Touya's hip, Val released his own sword and snatched Touya's wrist. Surprised, Touya couldn't get out of the grip fast enough. Wrenched forward he felt his feet taken out from under him and was falling to the earth with Val on top of him.
His other hand was pulled up over his head with the first that was held in Val's grip and he was disarmed. Touya ground his teeth at Val and tried to bring more energy into his body. The glow brightened a second time and he was about to expel it outwards to knock Val off of him when Val pinned his hands via his sword. Touya's eyes widened with shock and pain, his voice screaming out, the sound tearing his throat and making it hoarse right after.
"Your human's that you're fighting with won't come to aid you, Touya. You should just give up now and let me help you. I've got a few healers who can have you fixed up and right back to your original state. We also have some technology that can help to fix your weapons now that I've damaged them. Unless you're still determined to side with them," Val turned the sword slightly as he leaned forward and pressed his clawed hands into the wound that the doctor had patched up earlier.
Touya was dizzy with agony then, not even having the strength to cry out a second time. His voice barely made any sounds at all, breaking as he closed his eyes tightly against the assault. A cough sprayed blood out into the air and across his face as well as Val's who was leaning over him. Val leaned back and lifted his clawed hand, activating the device and causing the claws to lengthen. He glowered at Touya who stared at him warily, hardly able to concentrate.
"Fine then. Die as a human, as a faceless!" Just as he was about to drive his claws into Touya's chest and heart, the Therian's attention was taken by something and his eyes widened in shock. Confused, Touya turned his head slowly to see what had caught Val's attention. Flames roared and raged across the landscape lunging to every Therian that stood in the field. Val stood abruptly and screamed to his comrades. He left Touya still pinned to the ground and unable to move. As Touya's vision dimmed he watched the remaining Therian's take flight from the battlefield as the fires danced, uncontrolled. Soon after, he was unconscious once again.