Veldas, 21st of Glade, Year 120
His allies were all dead. Eleanor and Rhylor had fallen, albeit heroically, killing Clara and providing Taelian with the opportunity to kill Yoren. The matron and patron of the Dranoch cell had fallen, but so too had the Remedy's presence in their city. All that was left was an Ebon Knight on the verge of overstepping, now faced with two Cardinals who were entirely unscathed. Erik and Lisa, his foes, were coated in their shadowy armor; at least now he knew for certain that they were both Cardinals.
They began to draw the blood from the bodies of Rhylor and Eleanor, manipulating it by shaping it into spears and launching it at Taelian. He defended himself by slicing through the spears with his Enkindled, flying daggers, using them as a remotely manipulated shield. Another round of weapons came; they drew from the body of their dead father, his black-crimson bile rising from his fallen form, Erik and Lisa's jaws unhinging to form a wretched maw. The blood collected at the front of their maw, before they each drew it into their mouth and began to projectile vomit the black blood towards Taelian.
Not only grotesque, it was also impossible to slice through with his daggers, forcing the Ebon Knight to dodge by bursting into the engulfed cabin. The blood was dispersed by the Shrivenflame, and luckily he could use the cabin as a defensive mechanism, considering his invulnerability to fire. Only... he realized that the Dranoch would likely use that as an opportunity to escape, and they could easily hunt Taelian if he lost track of them. They were natural stealth predators, and even with his ability to peer through the dark he was certain they would surpass his ability to perceive them.
"Ma ahf shea tul zora dwa'fem?" Erik asked his sister. It was a language unrecognizable to Taelian, and the conversation proceeded; they were strategizing with one another. The Siltori continued to lie in wait from within the flame, pondering what he should do. He believed that overstepping was entirely necessary. There would be no other way out of this -- though he did not wish for his overstepping to be severe.
Taelian swung forward with his blade, as Emblem was active; it did not consume any aether, so it was a good place to start. The arc of flame flung towards the two, forcing both of them to move to either side to evade. Taelian's five floating daggers then focused on the isolated Lisa, attempting to rapidly dispatch her. Gallow Warrior was also highly effective with virtually no aethereal drain attached, making it a necessary option at the current moment. The daggers sliced ribbons across her form, rapidly shifting back and forth and rotating around her body like buzzards, preventing the woman from being able to react. Her one defense was the shadowy armor around her, but it did not manage to completely repel the Enkindled blades.
