Evan stood trembling, a fear like no other held him in place from running, screaming, crying, anything at all. He was completely frozen at the sight before his eyes. The shadowy remains of his companions laid about him lifeless, all a result of of the image of fear, hate, and malice towering over head. His eyes looked up trying to see the end to the beast's form but he could not reach it.
"I-I-I told you all. Fighting Sin is a fruitless endeavor, no one can stop it. The Calms don't last. I...I tried to tell you that, and now look you're all gone...all of you! Is it really gonna end like....AH!"
The sound itself of what was coming broke any little resolve he had left. He stood motionless as his eyes clouded white.
Evan's eyes opened sharply and his body jerked, a slight gasp passed through his mouth giving his short breath more oxygen. A dream. It was just a... Before his thought could finish the effects of his sudden movements were in full swing...or rather free fall. His body was pulled by gravity to the ground below, branches snapped under his flailing mass and his body landed with a thud, crumpled. Evan tried his best to exhale the pain that shot through his back but it didn't help much. However his body was stimulated by the noise around him, there were voices. His eyes opened and he saw the two figures walking upside down.
"Wait a sec, it's the punk from last night! No way, he's a summoner too. So young! That's no good!"
With a new ambition he jumped to his feet, his right hand brushing off the dirt and sticks from his hair. The young summoner and the girl were already on their way to the temple. Frustration expressed itself in the small ounce of vulgarity that flowed from Evan's lips. He paused collecting his thoughts. Doesn't matter they won't make it out of the forest, they can't! I've got to stop them now. My plans will be set in motion. Evan's foot stomped the debris from his fall, he rushed into the depths of the wood. In the time that elapsed he made his way swiftly through the multiple paths, dodging the inhabitants and planting various traps to stop those coming out of the forest, or any who would wish to enter.
He stood pleased on the outskirts of the port town looking into the woods. His foot tapping the ground as he gloated to himself.
"Ain't anyone but me that can get through that mess. Not even lady luck can help those two in there. Spilled blood is never good, but the just don't realize what they're doing. Casting off their lives for a period of peace, that way of life is trivial. Time would be better spent finding out how to kill Sin for good."
His gloating evolved into a serious resolve. Evan noticed that as he looked into the depths of the wood his brow had furrowed and his foot no longer gleefully tapped the ground.
"Sin isn't something kids can fix, and if death has to come to pass for people to realize it, so be it."
As he spoke a picture flashed in his mind of a girl and boy, the ones he had followed yesterday to the ratty house. Had they already made their way to the temple as well or were they still in town. Evan's body moved on it's own down the wooden paths towards the place he had been the day previous. He smiled as he arrived seeing the summoner outside. His mind quickly formulated his next actions.
With a smile he approached. Walking nonchalantly towards her, not wanting to give off an intimidating atmosphere. He stopped a few feet away and leaned up against a post of the pathway.
" Heya miss, I saw you coming from the temple yesterday and suspect you to be a summoner. Name's Evan. I'm just like you, out to stop Sin, but I got some bad news. Seems as though someone rigged the forest that leads to the temple full o' traps recently, I myself barely made it out alive unscathed. I understand how much the pilgrimage means to ya, but is it worth your life? No one can stop Sin dead. Just thought you should know before making your trip, I wouldn't want blood to be spilled for no reason."
The tone of his voice matched the slight smile curving on his lips, he stood there looking at her, she seemed slightly flustered, or maybe she was burned recently? His eyes trying to seep through her own. Attempting to figure her out all the while hiding the lies he had just spoken. No doubt she would find him untrustworthy, mysterious, peculiar, or a combination of the three. He waited for an answer. However his conscience stung ever so slightly thinking of the two he saw going towards the temple caught in one of his traps.
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