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"Lovely day for a run." Lyra told her perched dragon like she was not running at all. Another bullet whizzed by her head as she took a sharp turn into the more questionable area of town. "And to get shot at." She could not help but joke to her small dragon. Deeper she ran into darker area of town the streets were a little wet. With very little sun light getting through do to the buildings you would best hope that puddle you ran through was water and not gross things.

Finding a ladder she jumped onto to latching on the fourth bar, it was a little high for an average man's height. Shivers went throughout her body as she gripped the bar tighter. "Gross." She let under her breath, climbing up to the roof her dragon perched made a sweet hissing noise. "Unfortunately you are still a hatchling I cannot put you to battle yet." Lyra's words almost seemed to have depressed the little dragon. "But you can check and see if Sala grabbed the bags I dropped." Happily the little dragon shook it's black head and flew off, using it's magic abilities it disappeared.

The Twin Bullets only chased her so far before for stopping. "I am nor playing this game again." Ryuhwan growled as he looked for the possible path she took. "We need to hurry before she sets a trap." Tasha wiped his white hair out of his face as he looked with Ryuhwan. The something caught his eye. "There she went that way." Tasha pointed to the sky and ran in the direction the black dot came from, towards Lyra.