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As he walked back through the crowds, returning once again into the main part of the festival, the disguised Volos immediately came to a slow halt as a rather familiar Mystic came walking right up to him. Though the creature spoke to him, Volos didn’t truly pay any real attention to him, simply examining the boy and realizing that this was the same one he saw using one of his dragon teeth on another person.
When he suddenly suggested that they both should, team up, Volos couldn’t help but close his eyes briefly and laugh a little, staring straight at Thorn once again after he reopened his eyes, now entirely orange in color and staring deeply into the Mystics sight. “I’m sorry. I think you may have the wrong person. I do not know what you are implying. I’m simply here to enjoy the festival,...as...you....should...be!” the last few words by Volos seemed to echo to anyone who listened to them, almost as if it was a direct command to the Mystic.
Smiling a little as he continued to stare deeply into his eyes, Volos closed his briefly, letting his command sink into him as he moved slightly around Thorn, before opening his eyes again returning them to a more sky blue color, walking through the sea of crowds once again. Soon finding himself where almost everyone else had been to, Volos looked around sniffing at the air before grinning, actually enjoying the smell of all the different types of food around him. However, one thing stood between him and the food, everyone else. Obviously the success of these stalls had gathered enormous amounts of crowds and lines, and from the looks of them some had been standing there for maybe most of an hour.
Sighing at this gluttonous display from people, Volos sighed some more but also smiled as he raised his hand slightly causing some Dark Creatures to form out from the shadows around him, growling and roaring causing the crowds of people to immediately and obviously panic and scream in fear, running around trying to find some way out of this now bottle neck of an area. This however made it easy pickings for the creatures, as they leaped and tackled various beings to the ground, before ripping them to pieces.
As all of this was going on, and people were continuing to try to run away or even more foolishly trying to defend themselves against the monsters, Volos slowly walked up to one of the stalls, picking up something that seemed to be like a stick with some pieces of meat on it, taking a bite out of it with his teeth as he smiled enjoying the taste of the food. Slowly starting from the bottom up, the illusion he created began to disappear slowly but surely, revealing his true appearance while he continued to eat more and more of this wonderful meat.
Moving on ahead without a care in the world, even though all around it seemed like the world was actually ending with the amount of bodies that littered the street, Volos continued to partake in some more of the food he came across, while once the Dark Creatures had ran out of prey to attack where they were, they slowly moved along through the small archways, spreading the fear and panic as more and more of their kind continued to appear, bringing much more chaos to the festival then ever imagined.