[M][Namek] The Tempest

[Mal Nova]

Down they came. To look at the readiness of the Imperfect Namekian was near priceless. His arms lit up with his favored Fiend Wind. He watched and waited on them all to get to the level and he had to smrik. There were two Warriors in the bunch, one was clad in silver blue, the other in black. Maleficus could only do a simple thing as they created a formation. He opened his arms in a eagle spread fashion, his palms facing the enemy. Orbs appeared in his hands and as they did, the enemy looked back for orders. as the orders came, The Renegade had unleashed his assault.

Nova didn't hesitate after letting the waves of energy go. He strode forward , towards the dust, and at him came the surviving members. The two came at him with their fists, but Maleficus only batted them away. They didn't relent and on came more physical attempts to attack the Imperfect Namekian. The Rogue didn't seem bothered by it all, and seemed more pleased then anything. Tamsin watched on as he toyed with hispreay for a few moments, and watched the duo become more agitated with every blocked assault.

She looked sternly at the empty slots on his back that once held the twin serrated crescent blades that he had once given her.She smiled as she let her abilities grab the blades along with her others, and moved forward. She knew Mal Nova must have been toying with the two and knew that he didn't want to make a scene and cause more of the invaders to come. As her blades danced behind the group, the Invaders were quick to catch notice, and backed off. Nova didn't look behind him but he knew what she was doing.

The Namek curled his lip in a snarl and the one in the black that stood to his right caught the blade of the scythe in the side of his neck. Before the the other could make a noise, the Renegade grabbed him by the throat, and the aura actually began to show. Nova glowed in a smokey orange and his muscles seemed to bulge as the Invader in blue tried to struggle for life. The Namek removed the scythe with a yank and the warrior in black only did the one thing he could do; Fall to his death.

The final invader attempted to beat on the forearm of The Demon, and when that didn't work, he tried to pry his hands free from his neck. When a finger seemed to almost give, the Namek's aura grew, as well did his muscles. And with it all came a tighter grip. Nova lifted the warrior off of his feet then and began to dig his nails into the flesh of his foe. Blood trickled down his arm but before the Jade Fiend could enjoy it, it was over. The green and bloody hand released and to the ground went the corpse.

"Now, tell me what is going on?" Nova looked straight ahead, he didn't care about the corpses that laid at his feet or those he had annihilated at the steps. His comment was made to the Servus Maid and she got caught off guard. As she was done so, she lost concentration and her blades fell to the floor. Nova didn't move, nor did she. Tamsin knew she had been busted but she didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell her master what was truly wrong nor could she actually lie to him.

Maleficus turned and faced her, "You breath heavy when you shouldn't be tired. You are tired after simple things. You are sweating when no one else is. You just went off on Talysyn harder then you ever have. So I have to ask you what is going on? Did you go get pregnant, or are you having one of those hormonal human female periods, or what?"

Nova was never good at these things and he was confused at it all but to ever see Tamsin drop her jaw like she did was even more epic. And the Raven haired Mystic saw it all. He had never moved from where he had been , while the other team had marched on because he was curious as to what would happen between the two. He almost gagged at what the Namekian had managed to say, but he held it in and felt obligated that now was a time to intervene.

"Maleficus. I -"

"I'm dying!" Tamsin screamed the truth and dropped to her knees in tears. "I was hunting down Pyresein and the lost target and I got caught up with a gypsy and I fell for their trap. They forced a poison down my throat and cast a spell and now I'm dying!" Her tears spilled onto the metal floor as she answered the question.

Nova looked at her with confusion as he listened to the words over and over again in his head, then turned to Desoin finally who would only give him a nod. The Renegade knew well enough that the Mystic's knew it all along but he knew that while it wasn't their business to interfere, that they could have told him. He looked down at his own feet, and he couldn't bare to think about what was going on. His mind raced and was nearly a blur. He didn't know what to say.

He was quick to calm himself for the sake of his closest companion, though his anger was off the charts. "Can it be fixed?"

Desoin nodded because Tamsin was unable to actually answer, "It can, you just have to find the trio that beget the illness in the first place."

Nova moved, an in under a second he was at the white armored warriors throat, " If you know their names then how about telling me?"

The elvish warrior took a deep breath, he had seen Nova in combat and had once been scared of the Namekian. Now he respected him, and understood his pain and anguish of not knowing while others did. But Desoin couldn't give the answer that no one really knew. Some things were clouded from the Mystics sight, just as Tamsin was able to cloud her mind from the Namek on that single subject. It was dark magic and treachery that even their King couldn't foresee, but in the end, that's why Enroshia was sent to try and steer him on the path needed, and to watch over him.

But right now Desoin didn't flinch. He had no doubt that Male Nova wanted to hit him and he felt he should be struck, but he was a Mystic and it wasn't their duties to disclose certain knowledge, even if they knew it or not. " I can't tell you that information, because I really don't know."

The clouded link that was in Tamsin's mind opened up, and for those few moments Maleficus, Desoin, and anyone mentally linked with the Mystic got to see the dark horror she had to go through. It was a moment of weakness, and it was in that moment that Nova furrowed his brow. The Mystic took a step back from the blast of thoughts, and it took him longer to notice how much angrier the Namekian had gotten. The white clad warrior actually noticed that the tribal etchings had grown further on both sides.

Nova turned back to his dearest Tamsin and while he felt anger, he felt the pain she had to feel. THe signature he got from just the thought was something familiar, though he couldn't finger it, but the face of the Gypsy and the Wizard, he would never forget. He would track them down as soon as he finished and have the spell reversed, even give up his own soul if he had to. He didn't realize it till then, but he really cared way to much for his comrade.

Still he didn't care. He put his hand on her shoulder, with the gentlest touch he had ever given in his life, and his mind told her not to worry. He cared for her, and he thanked her for all she had tried and that they would track down the fools that had laid the poison curse on her and had harmed her. He let her know that they would get their vengeance, together.