Founding-Lord Brewbrt's expression hardens quicker than that of a peasant whose home has fallen from the Eusorochii mainland.

"I thought I told him to fix that wall so this did not happen!?" he questions rhetorically, venting his growing anger with aggressive steps.

"He did, Founding-Lord Brewbrt. The guards reported something beyond the farm. Something seems to have spooked the animals when they were being moved. And they got out by charging down the ranch owners," the man clarifies as Brewbrt tightens up his morning suit, securing the buttons and straps.

"Has anyone been hurt badly?" Brewbrt asks as his magic flares up in a quick flex of the hand. Bright emerald power that makes Rianta-chira swoon out of nowhere. Her quick to come out shame is just as loud.

"Injuries are already confirmed. The streets are being cleared, but... We've no signs of some of the workers and reports of red on the roads. So, we're assuming we already have fatalities," the man explains and Brewbrt nods firmly. He turns to me, his eyes softening only a little.

"I'm so sorry, my dear, but we will have to carry on our conversation later. This matter needs my attention now." Brewbrt explains and I nod for I have no right to impede. This is the duty of all honest lords. In fact, I am glad such circumstances have occurred, for I can see Brewbrt's character fair and true. He is a protector of his people!

He stops above Nin-kischu, shaking a thought into him.

"Young Man, might I bother you for some help right now?" Brewbrt asks, heading on ahead without much of an answer. Nevertheless, Nin-kischu energetically ends up on his feet. The masked man who has shown me much kindness already nods and follows.

"I'm pretty sure this is the ranch I was encouraged to get work at!" Nin-kischu huffs, moving his arms about to stretch the tightness out of them.

"Thank you, Young Man. I'll be sure to make you end up with that job, then." Brewbrt answers and the two rush out of the hall. My eyes move to Rianta-chira as she gets up to give chase. Her pointed legs strike the ground almost like one would touch an instrument. Her body rises and is put back down as the guards of the Founding-Lord's estate set themselves up.

"Let me pass! LET ME PASS!" Rianta-chira shrieks out in the face of the guard. The man does not budge in the slightest, even as the beautiful lover emanates her magic. The guard holds his ground, his face grinding together under the arcane pressure. Rianta-chira gives up with a stressed whine and stabs her way back to the table.

Her features twitch in annoyance, and she takes it out on the food.

Frowning to myself, I get up from the table and move to a closer seat. She pays me no mind and I start to think about how I can use this moment. Perhaps now is a good moment for me to use in smoothing over our relationship? Whatever her reason is to go outside, maybe I can help?

If I help her get involved with her lover, she won't think of me as this threat she has so far been considering me as...?

With a temper that fiery, surely that means she and Nin-kischu are lover joined in battle? Home has many stories of such people. The tale of the Burning Castle and the Lovers Craetees and Omogoe comes to mind most prominently for me. The name of the tale is fairly self-explanatory, but I've always enjoyed reading it. However, I do not truly know why Rianta-chira wants to be outside with Nin-kischu so badly.

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Either way, maybe... Maybe I should help her find a way outside and make it clear to her I intend to be her friend. And not her enemy. My head bobbles up and down as my thoughts come to an end.

"Are you ok, Rianta-chira?" I ask, moving a little closer to her. Keeping my gaze away initially, I wait for her angered breathing to come to an end. She lets out a tune and lights glow next to me. Turning towards the glow of her head things, I manage to make out her shifting eyes.

"My love... My precious love!" she begins, her tone fit to burst out into a shout.

She clutches the area near her heart tight.

"My love... He is about to once again prove himself! But, these humans-thorns will not let me take such pride in watching him... I am his precious love as he is mine, and I am not even allowed to watch his glory! A chance for him to outshine the human-petal...!" she explains, her voice exasperated and accented with the crash of a fist. The silk-covered table bangs and its contents tremble.

Frowning at this information and summarising what she probably means in my head, I look away. My eyes settle on what appears to be a series of doors that lead out of this hall and straight into some gardens. Some form of cultivated land within the estate, perhaps a small herb garden? Shaking my head, I stand up and pull on Rianta-chira, my gloves slipping back on.

"I might be able to help." I whisper into her ear and her reluctance melts away, and she follows me. Our hands stay locked together and I bring her over to a window that shows the open courtyard. Her hand tightens, its nails angling between my bones.

"Why are you showing me this...?" she bitterly hisses and I free my hand. Walking away from her, I go to a member of the staff nearby.

"Excuse me, might you please open the doors to this area? We'd like to get some fresh air and clear our heads, please." I ask the man, and his eyes bounce from the guards and back to me. Suspicion narrows them further and his mind clearly replays Rianta-chira's earlier display. He blinks and minds the keys on his belt.

"Very well, I do and can help. Let me open it for you. Knock on the door if you want to come back inside." he explains, coming over and bringing out the keys. The doors click open and I nod in thanks, quietly letting it out in words, too. He directs us into the garden and closes the doors behind us, and guards rush around to cover the other doors. Blinking at the security, I walk into the garden properly.

Neither of us stop to enjoy the flowers and small animals. In fact, Rianta-chira's anger flares back up. Her head things try to blind me and she jabs at one of my breasts. Holding the injured flesh, I step back a little, minding my bare feet on the paved ground.

"Now what?" she hisses, backing off a little. Her head spins around, taking note of all the guards who are not making any attempt to hide. They're in plain view beyond the glass of the many doors and windows. The number seems to be growing and while I appreciate their dedicated to their duty, they will all fail in them. Getting outside is all I need.

Hugging Rianta-chira tightly, she twitches at my mysterious affection but withholds anything violent. Thankfully. Getting my thoughts into order, I go still. I need her to do so as well...

"Do not move around so much." I tell her and she does so. Even as my external-magic envelopes her, which I am sure must be frightening. I've never done this with another living being before. But, I've done it enough with myself. The one spell I know, a transmutation spell for transportation.

I hope she doesn't press me for technical aspects. I cannot explain them beyond the basics. All I can hope is that she thinks nothing of being torn apart into little pieces in a flash of light. God of Thunder, make this spell inspired by you ring true, please! We break down into a bolt of lightning, my senses still about me.

Her screams warp on the air, and we streak into the clouds. Zapping across their underside, my sentient bolt form gives me a full view of the town. I can see the danger and sense the Founding-Lord and my new companion. I can also spot where we need to land... I c-can't hold on for much longer.

Spotting a roof with plentiful metal to ground myself on, I aim for it. It is our safest place to land. It helps me land accurately. I am quite lucky. I need this to land the two of us!

So, I strike us down to the crack of thunder.