We Travel With Daemons

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    @ Camera- :-[ Oh no, I' just realised that I had incorrectly spelled Candor's name wrong in the previous posts. Can't believe I only noticed it now, I'm sorry. >_< ( Don't worry, I've fixed them so they now spell the daemons name correctly.)


    Candor bared her fangs, an angered snarl escaping her throat as a net encased her. She thrashed around violently, which only achieved in tangling herself within the trap even more. Her enraged growls soon shriveled into a pathetic whine."Ryan, where are you?" She could feel an all to uncomfortable sensation taking over her, filling her with anxiety and defeat.


    Marco watched in shock as his friends were captured, and, panic taking a hold of him, immediately bolted for the exit. Unluckily for him, the compact area gave him little room to sprint and he soon found himself tripping over something- or someone- in his rush. He twisted his body, so as not to squish Adelphie, and landed painfully on his side. Ignoring the jarring pain in his elbow, He scrabbled back up but was forced back down when a heavy net was thrown onto him.

    Marco, his nerves somewhat soothed by the sound of a familiar voice, replied as calmly as he could:" Yeah, I'm okay." Of course, it was a lie, but he didn't want to make Arwen worry. The worst thing he could do in this kind of situation was to add more reasons for his friends to stress." What's happening?"

    "Weres Ryan? is he ok?" scarlet yelled, grunting and thrashing around even wilder as she saw a dark shape loom over her net


    Conan roared and thrashed about, falling still again he breathed heavily, out of exshaustion and fear as his eyes searched around through the tiny holes of the net for arwen

    Ryan


    Everything was totally black. I couldn't see anything. I think the threw a net at me or something. The last thing I saw was a person hovering over me.


    Adelphie


    I felt myself falling. I didn't necessarily hit the ground, but I did feel myself landing on Marco that did hit the ground.

    "Is everybody ok?" scarlet called, squeezing her eyes shut, she clutched tredial harder as she felt something lifting her up, and the next thing she knew it, she was on the back of a sled, the quiet bark of dogs muffled by the nets