In the end, the first one to react to the scream for help was Kyrexiel's personal guard and best friend, Kagerou Reginald. "Kyrexiel!" His eyes shone, sharpened and he put his sword away at his side.
His aura emitted around him, green that rolled like hills. He tensed and gathered his legs, ready to explode forward but then Malak was there, picking him up easily.
Kagerou's hand went to his sword to cut down the man trying to stop him but Malak was faster than him and with a mighty throw, he was screaming in the air, hands flapping.
Malak sighed with satisfaction. Then he turned to follow Kagerou but on foot rather than getting thrown.
"Not so fast," Zhilana said. "We know the Scion but who in the stormgod are you?"
"I'm with Kyrexiel," Malak said. "Oh!" As if in thought his hand went to his neck and with a jerk and the sounds of metal twisting, he tore his collar out. Then he flexed his cramped aura.
