The stone toss, the deception cast as steadily the corridor behind her darkens as something continues to proceed towards her. The lights being swallowed up as she heads deeper into the basement taken her chances there rather than pressing out of this place.

Up would have been obvious when seeking to get out of the basement right? Slarr was eager. Not only had he left a blond back there but now the demon turned and was going left rather than right. Deeper into the basement? But the evidence pointed the other way.

“She went this way ...”

Really? And how many stones have you encountered down here? One, two? What's that? None. It is obviously a rouse to make us believe she went that way. Besides, my third eye allows me to see deceptions regardless of you long the rouse would have remained I would know it. I feels … wrong ...

Eve descends further into the basement, the soft white light casts plenty of shadows a she follows the path of the corridor she can hear foot falls at the end of the corridor indicating that someone was still following.

The doors here were iron and lock with little windows that could be slid open allowing them to be opened so she could have looked into the cells, she had assumed that they were cells. At the end of the corridor was another door, this one looked. She was trapped mow as there was no place to go. The darkness steadily encroaching on her as she heard a chuckle from it.

So, we meet again, Eve. A guess? Maybe but how? The voice had been unmistakeable, the one that took her virginity, who had greeted her on this island though she could not see him just yet she knew he was somewhere in that darkness.

There was a light giggle of unrestrained glee, no not Gersham, and she had to be aware that it was something else.

Contuneing.. she had made her way down over the stairs. Her swiftly and silently moveing form moves around after she had steped off the stairs.. exploring what.. was or wasnt down there.

She was amazling disspointed.. not only were the doors that were down here locked.. they seemed or appeared to be nothing more then more cells.

Of course.. considering what she had been piecing togeather about this place so far.. it hardly surprised her in the least this is what she had found down here.

She turns toward the stairs as the unseen darkness is hurd pacing down the stairs.. she narrows her eyes.. given thats about one could see of her.. given her clothing and hood. She moves back along one of the walls... and stays a good distince from the stairs.

She slowly draws the bow string back... keeping it taunt for the moment.. her "arrow" still knocked.

Even as she hears the voice ring out followed by the giggle of glee.. she makes no sound.. If anything.. it could be a guess as far as she was conserned.. or something that did appearntly know it was her.. and no just trying to get her to reviel herself more.

She made not a sound as she waits.. knowing the voice was comeing up from the stairs a tad bit.. and hadnt entered this small hall as of yet. Her ears working for her just as well as her eyes would normaly.

She waited for the moment until..until the right moment arivived.. At least for the moment she would imply wait and not say anything.

The wait was too much for him! Slarr was crazed already having been denied one blond he dismissed any deals and bargains he made as this was simply torture! He wanted Eve and he wanted her now!

Still invisible he swoops forward, an occasional gleeful giggle splitting his lips as he searched for her in the shadows though he had yet to find here he knew that there was no other place for her to be.

But Gersham had the sight. Hidden things were hidden to him. Deceptions were revealed and he pressed on, slower now. The lights near him dimming as he went an aura of cold swirling around him as he chanted softly as he prepared his incantation, a counter for an obvious move that she had performed last time.

His gaze shift across the shadows, a shroud of darkness still clung to his body as he laid his eyes upon her in the shadows.

Shadows were his friend. They were easy to shape and play with and thus black miasma coats his left hand before he flings it at her in that darkened corridor.

Whether or not it hit he responded after the attack connected with her or stone.

Tag, Eve.

She narrows her eyes.. having allready adjusted to the light within the tunnels.. or the growing darkness. She was sued to it.. and when she was on its grounds she was one with it.. allowing her ears to be just as much as sight as they were for sound.

Even as she hears the scuttling and a spewing forth of giggles... she releases her first arrow.. the blinding powder one right for the source of that laughter.. having a feeling it was more then one simply following her. The arrow would most likly fly straight and true despite not being able to see her target.. If hit the arrow would explode into a cloud of choking and blinking dust at the targets source.. and even if she somehow missed.. hitting the wall would cover the imididgmete area with the stuff leaving her at least a chance to get whatever pair was following her anyway.

Her eyes catch the movement just as another once of her blinding arrows make it into the bow and being drawn back.. that.. fimillar ball of black suddenly hurtling at her.. sends her dodging back.. so it ends up crashing into the wall beside where she was.. She erfs a bit at the closeness of it.. Her bow raiseing quickly as she releases the 2nd shot toward where she hurd the voice suddenly say tag to her.

Her ears just as good as her aim when it comes to placeing where things are. She still says nothing.. considering she was still cloaked as it were.. She wasnt going to give herself away as of yet when she wasnt forced to.

The arrow came at him in the darkness and immediately he stopped giggling in glee. Despite the darkness, despite the fact that he was invisible the arrow would have found it's mark if he did not simply react on instinct. Just as it was instinct to block an attack going for the face Slarr reacted by countering the attack producing a stream of flame from the palm of his hand to incinerate the arrow before it reached him.

Usually the temperature of his flames did not have to be so intense causing punishing burns to students but this was against an inanimate object directed at him so he did not have to hold back.

Unfortunately he did not know the nature of the arrow and while the arrow was indeed incinerated the flames engulfing the head of the weapon affected it just as if it struck stone and thus exploded in blinding white light that had a frustrated Slarr snarling out as he staggered about in the air trying to move to a new location since the last was revealed.

Damn bitch!

Prior to that explosion Eve narrowly avoids the sphere of black miasma as it blends in so well but she reacts sending another arrow at the originator of that voice though this arrow too fails to find it's mark, a gust of wind fanning out from Gersham knocking it back and while it too explodes in blinding white light it is irrelevant as the first arrow explodes away from him and Slarr is outside of the area and already blinded.

A bow? Well, that's more interesting than rocks. Let's see what you have.

Narrowing her eyes she watches for impacts.. but in doing so.. she is momently.. blinded from the sudden burst of flame that lite the area within this small hall.

In that breaf moment.. her outline was easly picked out.. her blink silks easly seen as she had been crouching there waiting for another target. She blinks several times as the afterimage of the flames dances before her eyes.

Desideing that perhaps staying in this one spot isnt overly good.. as she could have another one of those black balls of energys wafering after her.. she dives and rolls to the side with the hopes if something was incomeing that it would miss.

Keeping her bow tightly within her grasp she recovers from the roll.. twists.. bringing her bow to bare again as she brings 2 arrows from her quiver and setting them in the bow... Firing 2 at once wasnt as.. accurent.. but.. sence she didnt seem to be finding the target as easly.. perhaps what she needed was a little randomness.

She quickly releases those arrows down to the source of the voice again.. they were going wide where she had released 2 at once.. but.. perhaps if she was lucky something.. would hit.. something..

She reaches over her shoulder again running her fingers threw the remaining arrows.. feeling just how many she had left to work with. She.. knew what was stalking her.. but she was also aware of what happens if she did get in close with.. at least one of these 2 things there were tracking her.

She tugs another arrow over her shoulder and locks it down in the bow as she waits...listens.. ready to fire again.

Slarr had been forced into a landing. He couldn't see shit and was rendered next to useless in those few passing seconds as he rubbed his eyes and tried to clear them though it would be precious seconds before his vision returned.

He had seen her there in that flash of light and had already tossed one of his black miasma orbs at her. He shook his head as she rolled out of the way instinctively, the icy cold black energy splashing against the door. It dented just a little and Gersham responded defensively as two arrows where fired, one went wide of course the other …

She put forth a good effort but her rape was something he was going to savior as he tossed up a wall of wind before him deflecting the arrow harmlessly away. To his surprise the door was being opened. That had caught him by surprise, his attention shifting for a moment long enough to take his eyes off of Eve, that momentary lapse could have been all she needed though as the trio of eyes set upon her she already had another arrow notched and was ready to fire as she watched and listened.

He had told her to stay in the room though she had dressed again and closed the door locking with the bolt lock. Her punishment was nearly over, just stay in the room he told her … but something tinked against the door, she heard explosions on the other side of the door and taking a look out their did not violate the conditions the demon set into place for her as long as she didn't leave the room.

Of course Etolie did not believe a word that these asses told her. She shook her head unlocked the door and cracked it open. She did not normally care for her fellow student if they got raped or not, as long as she got away that was all that mattered.

Etolie did not see anything familiar, just a girl with her features concealed. Alright, so she had a bow. She was no one she recognized so she was about to close the door and wash her hands of it. Maybe she'd watch the rape unfolding, it was going to happen anyway.