"Uh..." Gandal mumbled, "What'd you just get me in to...?"

"What did you say?" Vigon said, turning menacingly.

Gandal couldn't help but release his anger as he spat at Vigon, "Leave us alone, dog!" He snarled menacingly.

Marluxia sighed and spun kicked Vigon. She grabbed a dagger and cut her bonds. She put it away and grabbed Gandal's hand, dragging him after her as she ran. "We're dead meat now. Prepare for the game."

"I'm sorry..." He said, noticing the mistake he made. He put all the fresh anger into speed as moved forward and past Marluxia.

"Your quick, I'll give you that," she said laughing. She picked up her speed and ran next to Gandal. "But I'm just as fast."

Gandal turned, giving her a stern face, "Look, can you be serious about this please?" He said, his last words shaking.

"Don't cry bro. That's not cool. All we need to do..." she trailed off when she saw the Elder. "Oh come on! Can't you give me a head start?" she called out. "Sorry Gandal. Freedom is a no go."

Gandal couldn't help it but let out every piece of anger he had bottled up through this journey. The anger he collected from leaving the church, seeing Nemo get shot by the guards, witnessing the banshees, seeing Marluxia's dead parents, the anger the destroyed castle put into him, the dragon, the killing... and now this. He stopped running. His eyes flashing a crimson, the same color as his dagger as he held out his hands.

He couldn't take all the anger; the anger he bottled up; hoping to hide and hoping it would all disappear. Well -- it didn't but it was about to. He knew that for a fact. He condensed the hate, the rage, the anger and let it out with a massive roar. The sound carried waves that shook the earth, once it touched something; the object dissipated, reappearing in some other random spot. The shock wave carried on until there was an enormous ring of nothing surrounding Gandal and Marluxia.

Gandal's eyes went back to the soft brown as he fell to his knees, "That felt good." He said at last, a smile breaking out on his face as he examined what he had done.

She rushed to Gandal. "What the hell was that?" she asked sternly. Then she smiled. "That was amazing!"

"I have no idea what I just did but I think we got rid of these... druids -- for now. They were teleported to a random space so I suggest we get moving." He said, grinning.

Marluxia grinned and helped him stand. She began to walk somewhere random.

"uh... what way shall we go?" He mumbled, laughing at the end.

"Anywhere you want," she said with a smile.

"I dunno why I didn't teleport you before." He chuckled as he touched her arm and they were in a small boat in the middle of an azure ocean.

"Okay. It's not the first time you've done that. But that, was amazing," she said breathlessly.

Gandal laughed, "I can do better."

"Alright then. Show me Mr Icandobetter," she said with a laugh.

Gandal closed his eyes, still smiling, he splayed his hands as all the water around them dissipated except for the strip of water which held the boat.

"I could have done that," she said with a chuckle. She held one arm out to the water that was being held back by Gandal and her eyes went a watery blue. She concentrated on it and watched as the water began to shake. Then the water exploded out of shape and formed a rose shaped pendant. "So. How did I do?" she asked with a smile.

Gandal shook his head, chuckling, 'Wanna play that game, eh?' He blinked and the surroundings around them changed, turning into yet another forest. The trees around him were thin and gaunt with leaves falling from branches. 'Want me to continue my trick?'

"Of course. Humor me," she said with a laugh. She was genuinly curious as o what Gandal could do.

He clicked his fingers, a green tendril extended from his two palms, snaking into the air before delving into the ground like roots. The ground shook and glowed a bright orange. Abruptly, the dead trees around them shook as the leaves on the ground dissapeared, the trees growing fresh, new green leaves. His forehead started to sweat as the ground sprouted lumps of grass -- long and lush. Apple begun to form on the end of branches. Finally, the tendrils disappeared and Gandal smiled.

Marluxia stared in awe of what Gandal had done. "It's beautiful." She was so surprised that she wasn't able to smile. She walked over to a tree and picked two apples. She walked back t Gandal and gave him one. "Here," she said. She put her apple in her cloak then extended an arm to a tree. The crawling vines extended out to her and started to cover her arm. She raised her sleeve and looked at it. The vines started to crawl int her skin and became a tattoo. "Hm." She smiled.

He smiled as he rested his head on a tree, 'If all this war never happened...' He sighed, closing his eyes.