"Heh...I always knew you were messed up in the head..." Malice muttered to Aura.
Thought deep within him, he was glad she was there. He was still fighting that feeling, but it was slowly gaining strength despite his efforts.
Then an idea came to him...her being here was an oppertunatey to get out of this mess. Boldly he stepped forward a pace so that he was standing right over her, then he put a hand foot lightly on her back and growled fiercely at the sligs surrounding them.
"Back off...or she dies..." he said, glaring steely at the sligs.
*****
Meanwhile a figure was running fast, heading toward the scene. Draconic like legs moved as fast as they could take their owner, dark blue skin plainly visable though the head was covered by a black hood, with the rest of the cape blowing back and hiding for the most part a 6 foot long tail. The torso was obviously female anthro-like, the clothing brown and rust in color with hands gloved with black silken gloves.
Frustrated by the crowd, the Dementa grumbled some curses and run around it, looking for a way to get a better view...
ooc: Don't worry Teal...by the time Dementa finds a suitable 'spot', 'sparks' would have already flown and settled...if you get my drift 