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He managed to increase the size of the hole, revealing his bloody and battered form slamming itself against the wall repeatedly, his eyes glowing a bright shade of emerald green, before his 'legs' filled the gap again.

Quetzalli let out a high pitched roar to warn him not to get closer, the feathers around her head ruffled and she got ready to defend if necessary

His 'legs' pulled back, retreating back inside of his cell as he collapsed, his eyes returning to their normal state. He coughed as he fell, blood pooling around him as he lay there, silent.

Suddenly, he came from behind her, in his more attractive form. "Oh, really? he said, smirking and crossing his arms. the other was still in it's cell, smiling and breathing heavily

The Shitak's eyes had squeezed shut, gripping her tail with her soft paws, trying to get the picture of the creature out of her head. The roar that echoed throughout the building sent her into a panic, and she shrieked, curling into a tight ball on the floor with the front of her body pointing toward the wall of her cell. Her long tail was wrapped around her body, doing her best to comfort herself as her ears flattened to try and block the noises. She didn't notice the dark, lanky figure approaching her cell, but she felt a presence suddenly bloom in the back of her head. Fearing that the creature had somehow made it inside her cell, she tried to shut it out, pulses of light starting to race up her tail.

Quetzalli looked inside his cell and went wide eyed as she saw the blood. Thrashing around and screeching loudly, she tried to get someone’s attention so she could get help for the fallen man.

He coughed wetly, a bit more blood splashing the ground as he stood shakily, hobbling over to his cot before collapsing on it.

it knelt down and put a cold hand on her shoulder. "Are you terrified" it asked, breathing on her

That... that was it. She couldn't take it anymore. As soon as she felt the freezing pressure on her shoulder, she broke down, her body being wracked with choked sobs as she tried to flinch away from the thing. The fur where the hand had been placed started glowing, outlining the fingers that laced across her form. It started warming up a little, trying to combat the coldness of his touch. Her tears rolled down her cheeks, dropping to the concrete floor and soaking into the hard material. The liquid pooled, hardening and forming small rises in the solid surface.

He smiled. "Exactly" it said as it's head formed to that of the monster, and screeched at her, an inhuman noise escaping it's throat

The noise pierced her ears like nothing she had ever heard before. Her own mouth opened, letting out a scream in return that bounced off the walls and reverberated around the cell. Her sobbing quieted after, though it was easy to tell that she was still very distraught. Sniffles sounded from her long snout, the tears having left trails following the dark streak of fur down her cheek. "Just... g-go.... away...." She whimpered, still refusing to look at the creature crouched over her.

He eventually recovered enough to stand, still soaked in blood. He looked around before seeing the hole in the wall, color draining from his face as he sat back down, quietly muttering to himself.

Quetzalli eventually stopped as she realized no one was coming and she sighed softly. Looking through the hole and seeing he had moved, she just curled up in the dragon form and silently stared out at the hall.

He stumbled over to the hole, wincing with every step. "A-are you alright?" He asked, his 'legs' wrapped around his waist.

Nobody frowned, his eyelights going red, he hated beings like this, feeding off of someone else's fear wasn't good, at least to him.

He walked over, ignoring the 'god' and instead talking to the poor female crying.

"Shhh... shhhh.... it's alright child, it feeds on fear, nothing else, it cannot scare you unless you let it" He spoke, voice soft and his natural fear dampening ability at work. His form still a little ways away just in case she was frightened by his appearance.

Roman stood back, looking at Nobody and feeling pride swell his chest. Nobody was kind, he was good, there was no one on this planet nicer than him in Roman's eyes, and that was coming from someone whom had been in a gang.

Hearing the voice at her side, the Shitak opened her eyes, blinking away what tears remained and turning her gaze to the second creature. Though this one was quite large as well, it wasn't nearly as imposing as the one that still had it's hand on her, and she felt a calming presence wafting from it. She pulled her confidence up a little, mustering a growl at the thing that was crouching over her, and wormed her way out from under it's grip. She was still scared, of course, but less so now. Making her way over to the dark figure, she pressed herself up against him, a nearly-silent purr making itself known as she leaned into his warmth.

((Hey, sorry I had to work on some stuff!))

’I’m alright. Are you?’ Quetzalli looked over at him and she slowly moved to look through the hole. Not able to talk in the dragon form, she had to rely on telepathic communication.

He let out a slight chuckle, wincing. "Not really, but i'll recover." He forced a smile, though it came out as more of a grimace. He then staggered back to his cot, sitting down. "I'm s-sorry, but it shouldn't happen again for a while."