Amaranth picked himself up off the floor. "Okay, get out of my house" he said to himself as people began tearing through and fighting in there. "first off, you!" he pointed to one of the people cowering the corner of the room, "remind me to kill you later, but first, go fire the signal up on the roof please?" he bobbed his head and ran up the nearby stairs.
Amaranth laughed, "Good, time for pay back" he said as he took a few steps forward. He sensed a group running underneath him, so he broke open the floor, falling down on top of one of the grunt. He made his hands into claws and dug them into his neck, then leaped off of him and brought to fireballs to his hands. He released the two balls of fire into the faces of too grunts and with the leaping momentum kicked a third in the face and rode him down to eventually make him slam onto the ground.
"Any others?" he asked himself after eliminating that squad.
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The grunt ran on top of the roof, and saw a lever. He rushed over to pull it, he needed to use all of his effort to be able to, but it eventually moved. The second it budged, a fireball was re;eased into the air, signalling Fafnir that he should come to this place, using a signal devised by him hundreds of years ago.
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Fafnir saw the fire spread across the sky. "Someone knows me, and someone wants me... Better give them me." he shrugged as he flew, almost causing him to fall down. He then cut a quick bee-line straight to the mansion in the forest, aiming to get there quickly.
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Siegfried sighed as he lay on the ground, a few people looking worried over him. One man asked "Are you okay dude?", before calling an ambulance when he didn't reply.
He took a deep breath, then sat up. He slowly moved back up, people tried to stop him, but he used a small amount of energy to push them away. "No, I'm okay" he kept reassuring them. When he got up completely, he took his staff from his belt and raised it into the air. A fine white mist spread from the end of it over him, showering him and healing his wounds. "Ah, I hate that spell. So tiring" he said as he began to stretch out some of his sore muscles.
He broke into a run, chasing down Fafnir, "I think he went in this direction" he said between breaths, feeling the effects of healing himself.