Snippet #2425901

Waking up wrapped tight in a bunch of ropes while hanging upside down and off to the side was definitely NOT how he imagined himself spending the afternoon. Annoyed, he looked around the area as the heat from the fire pit up ahead forced sweat forth from beneath his skin, noticing that the little fox who got them into this mess was now practically being roasted over a barbeque. Noticing the others hanging around beside him, Riku now awake, Neik spoke out, looking ahead once more.

"Well, we're off to a great start so far..." he said with a loud voice, annoyed sarcasm in his tone. Looking up, or rather...down, as it were, Neik noticed the sky was now growing rather orange, and it wasn't the color from the fire that was influencing the sight. Letting his head fall back down in frustration, he let out an audible scoff as the weight from the action shook him in his ropes. He knew this would be a bad idea from the start, but went along with their 'genius' leader's suggestion earlier. Neik had instantly recognized the potent toxin that was released from the pot earlier that day, and even told the remaining members who were left standing to hold their breaths, holding his own in as well. But that was when Riku, their leader, placed a hand on his shoulder and told him to let it happen. Neik was shocked at first, but the smile on his face as he looked forward at the group of savages made Neik feel as though he had a plan of some sort. It was ridiculous; Neik could have easily finished every last one of them in just a few slashes of his sword, but when he saw Riku fall to the floor, he realized that he had no choice but to concede. He just hoped that he was entrusting his life into the right hands with this plan...

"So... NOW what, oh righteous leader of ours?" he asked Riku, loudly again. He was just waiting for the signal to free them. It would be rather simple, him being a Swordmaster. One of the greatest perks of being one was that he could summon a blade from nowhere. Even if there were anti-summoning signs in the area, they were left void for someone like him, as the magic was sealed with a contract between his soul and another dimension. Of course, Kyanna was a witch. So she too seemed more than capable of removing their binds. But they didn't know about that, so it was better for him to use what they've already seen for now. That being said, he wanted to wait for right moment. Whenever Riku thought that was, Neik had no idea. However, they weren't exactly left with much time. Zeyphrine was about to be turned into a charred corpse. And for what, the god of these weirdos? How much longer was he expected to wait before unleashing everything he had against these freaks? Whatever the case, Neik wouldn't wait for much longer. Orders or no orders; Zeyphrine only had so long, and Neik didn't feel like hearing the screams of a little fox-girl pierce his ears as she was slowly burned alive...