Kairi, Kairi. Please calm down. Right here, right now, you are our number one priority. There are plenty of others here, working to rescue Shinu as we speak, alright? He'll be fine.

Faina wished she felt as confident as she sounded.

Before climbing the rope, Lucien turned to Raven.

"Think of it as a stealth game. See an enemy, hijack 'em of all their security crap and then silently kill 'em, then continue on as if no one ever saw."

Lucien turned around again and began climbing the rope, while mumbling to himself about how a perfect spy would always have a mullet. After a bit of a struggle up the rope, Lucien caught up to Corenian near the top of the rope.

"BUT HE IS SO CLOSE!" she yelled "i can hear him..." she started and turned to try and wriggle but she was pretty weak.

"Well, I hope you're in for more climbing cause it'll take two to three more of such climbs to reach the top. Plus dodging bullets from the skirmishes others may draw won't be much fun either," he laughed, overly excited by the whole breaking in idea. Of course he was also confident that Fia would be able protect them with at least basic shielding which would already catch most of guard and buy them time to speed up and get away since all spells were already pretty much stated clearly in the book. Swinging the second rope up and leaving the first for Raven, he began ascending the second rope, signalling to Fia to keep a look out.

The grey-haired man, tall and lithe, put forth an imposing presence. However, at the moment, one could see the seeds of apprehension in his eyes. As he opened his mouth to respond to his brother, he barely had time to shout. As soon as his lips parted, Erk spat a stream of words, ugly and painful to the ear. As his eyes lit with eldritch light, the man the elven mystic had named as his brother was carried backwards through the wall by an explosion of force from the space before him. The blast uprooted walls and pillars, and sent tables hurtling across the cafeteria, some through walls.

A great tremor suddenly rocked the prison, as what seemed to be a tremendous blast nearly dislodged the place from the sands that hid it. All across the prison, every person on their feet was thrown to the floor from the force of the explosion. After the initial blast, slight tremors vibrated through the metal and concrete walls containing them.

From the shambled doorway issued a serpent of flame, gouts of fire pulsing from the space beyond. The fiery beast crashed into the wizard, as Erk sang his wards into flickering existence before the conjured flame. His spherical protections holding strong against the fiery aftermath skipping and playing across them, Erk shouted into the desolation directly behind him,"Nioelle, run!"

As soon as the aged wizard spoke the name, the blasts of flame paused... before they issued forth with renewed fury. The old man had had just about enough of this foolishness. The fire dissipated beneath the shining force of the hexes he spat forth, and the desert itself shook as Erk stepped forth to throw his brilliant power against his shadowy opponent.