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Oh, don't you worry I have no intention of killing you... *Chuckles to himself, a dark, raspy sound which could be associated with nails on a chalkboard in the way that it usually caused peoples hairs to stand on end * I merely wish to study and learn.

As Max continued to get held down, he hmms upon hearing the slightly evil laugh but he wasn't afraid of it too seriously. "Study and learn....? In exactly what way do you mean by that...?"

How you work, everything about something can be found out... *Grins and slowly released the other male, returning his arms to his sides and gesturing for the werefox to follow * Come along now, let's get moving before things get too interested in my presence .

Max was a bit suspicious in terms of the 'way he worked' and that left him concerned that this particular wolf just may kill him if he's not careful. Not having much of a choice, he hesitantly followed the wolf figure.

*The wolf looked over his shoulder to ensure that he was following him, his armoured boots sounding off against the stone of the courtyard. * So, what is your name? And are you hungry at all? *The lupine seemed oddly polite at the moment, although his voice stayed the exact same. *

Serge looked at the swordsman and sighed. Yup Language again, why couldn't Anthis have colonies already? "Ey denkassa velien na?" he said folding his arms across his chest. He huffed semi impatiently and held his arms out to the side, as he did the wind swirld around him. He then quickly brought his hands together in front of his chest as though cupping something. When he did a small green silver light began to shine inbetween his hands, brighter and brighter. The light shone so brilliantly it illuminated a large part of the town in pale green light.

"Kanten!" he shoudted and threw his arms to the side. The light burst outward and made a sound like a very large pop, a surge of energy followed afterward.

"There now, you should be able to understand me......." Serge's words were cut off by the sudden burst of magic from the opposite side of the town. He gasped silightly and spun on the spot, eyes scanning for whatever made the busrt. It was sinister, life-ending, something that no mortal should ever have to face. His eyes landed on Grey before the Wolf darted into the ally.

A moment before they locked eyes, the feeling of that creature sent a cold shiver up Serge's spine. "Well now, you seem to keep quite the odd assortment of denizens around here" He said looking back towards Danzo. 'That is not good news' serge thought to himself about Grey

Donzo sat in complete awww at the magic this anthien was casting, Upon hearing what he said though Donzo still ignored the evil presence lurking through this town, He knew what it would come down to sure enough. Donzo looked up and spoke again "So who are you and where do you come from?" He asked for the second time being oblivious to the statment and actions he did, He would never devote himself to call upon someone with a sinister attempt as he does.

The wolf turned to the werefox and gestured for him to wait outside the town gate, the frown on his face brokering no room for argument. Looking over his shoulder at the platinum haired male and mentally kicked himself for using such easily sensed Magic. He sighed and decided to make the best of it while he could.

He turned on his heel to face the group of individuals, looking over each one as a cursory examination before his eyes flickering to the colour of his namesake for a second before changing back to the usual lupine yellow. He stood in such a way that the sword slung over his shoulder could easily be withdrawn and swung in the same motion. For the brief moment in which his eyes were Grey he could only see three things, everything else was pitch darkness. The three things he saw were blood,living souls, and magic. Once he had gotten this basic information on which members of the group were living or dead, blood or not, or had any talent with matters of the arcane. He paused for a moment, not fully sure of what that green light was but he did know it was nothing harmful. He cleared his throat before speaking a rush of multiple dialects to the party, starting with Draconian, then Kalimag before switching to Aquatalan and Drow. He finished his statement with the most common language he knew of, quite literally known as common. If the entire sentence was translated it would say this. "Good evening everyone, I do hope I'm not interrupting anything. I am just going to ask that none of you interfere with my plans for this town. If you do, you may join the little dance I have planned. (Only the last sentence was in common)

Max walked on and hmms and decided to ask "Well, sorry to sound rude...But I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours and yeah...As for hunger, I got that covered. I carry stuff with me for situations like these." the heavy pitter and patter of Max's claws hitting the stone joined in with the armored boots. Once they reached the gates, he raised a eyebrow and stopped and waited for him to return but looked around him.

Donzo used the wind he spoke from to amplifie the sound and translate it for everyone to hear the fog in his eyes turning into the soundwaves he was amplifieng. Donzo turned towards the creature that just walked up to him his hand on the hilt of his sword once again "And what might it be you have planned" Donzo said considering that he ust walked up and killed a guard he thought it would be of no good.

"Let's just say this, mortal.stay out of my way, and I will spare your miserable existence and allow you to leave unharmed. " The lupines lip curled into a sneer, rather confident that the only one here who may give him some trouble would be the platinum haired male. He quickly checked over his shoulder to reconfirm where the werefox was .

"No point in having him hide" Donze replied ignoring his threat, The knuckles in his hand were showing signs of his muscles tightening up and forming small amounts of white from his bone the wind staying at a small breeze.

Max heard a small commotion and peeked over and noticed the samurai encountering the mysterious lupine and watched. Wondering what the two of them would do. One thing was certain. This was not Max's battle and neither would he interrupt one.

Michael turns to see the lupine and says "can I assume that's a threat ?" His left hand sliding down to grasp the top of his scabbard and his right hand sets on the handle of the sword at the same time the area around him is getting extremely hot

Donzo quickly moves his hand ontop of the other samurai He looked at him and spoke calmly "You should know better than to aknowledge such a thing a true Samurai would never respond to such a threat" He said the air around him getting hit with a intense source of wind cooling down the area the fog in his eye increasing in speed.

Serge stepped forward as Grey annouced himself to the group that had fromed around him. "Dance? well sir I must warn you Anthians love to dance" he said with a smile "You've never partied until you've partied with an Anthian." It was a simple tactic, do not get riled up. This wolf though, he was down right nasty and it looked like these foold were gearing up for a fight. Especially the random swordsman behind the group.

"Where I come from, it's traditional to introduce yourself before threatening swordsman and small foxes." He said placing his hands in his pockets again "as you see ive only just arrived here, I am quite unfamiliar with this universe or Planet, and even more unfamiliar with you wolf. Are you some kind of King?" Serge standing up straight and looking towards Grey, the wiind around Serge swirld faster than the breeze in the town, this wind was not Donzo's doing

*Ignored the two bickering samurai and focused on the Anthian, his lips still in a complete frown as he studied him.This platinum haired male was certainly a vexing puzzle to the lupine, he had not anticipated him to be cool and collected. He had hoped that he would lose his cool, angry fools like the swordsman in the back were relatively easy to deal with. * Hmmm, you seem worthy of my introducing myself. I am not a king per se, however I am a ruler of sorts... *Chuckles darkly to himself then slowly extended his right hand to the male * The name is Grey, and your own?

Serge extended his right hand and grasped the Lupine's "Serge, Serge Shadow" He said with a confident smile. "Entrepenuer, Smuggler, Undrground Mob Boss" he said rtracting his hand after the shake. An Anthian is very warm to the touch, their body temerature normally ranges between one-hundred fourty five degrees to one-hundred eighty five degrees. the cold touch of undeath iced his handwhile the shook.

"Im not normally one to mettle in the affairs of someone I don't know, especially givin I have only been here for a collective total of ten minutes, however Anthians are taught the value of life, and taught about those who disregard it so willingly" He saidbrushing some of his platinum hair back. His prismatic eyes seemed to light up slightly as he spoke. "I certainly wouldn't want you to come to my home and start telling me what im doing is wrong, such a thing would be silly to go to battle over." He said as as his smile faded "However...." He paused and brought his hand up in front of his face, clenching it into a fist "Innocent life is something I happen to be a caretaker of sorts to"

Meanwhile, a little ways off, The Princess eyed the group, sipping a drink of her own. Her emerald green eyes watched them freely, curiousity marring her beautiful features as she ignored the lustful looks being thrown at her. Sparks fluttered from her waist length red curls as she considered weather or not to approach.

Max found a place to hide while he waited for anyone to return to him as he wanted to avoid being hunted in the village but he felt his hunger increasing gradually. Fortunately, Max had food on him to which he ate some raw meat to hold back the feral instinct inside of him. He looked about and just took a quiet long breath in and out.