the wild hunt // twili curtain event [c]

Ah, and there the lot of them went, then. Biting, scratching. Doing what they could now that they lacked the tools they normally had, and instead had to rely on something very different indeed. So far, not soo bad, then. Though of course, the Keaton himself couldn't just do nothing, now could he?

Well, never minding that even much of his own magic was dulled; not as much so, he had to guess, as those whose form actually changed in any notable way. The way he moved and everything flowed was still much the same, there were just... somewhat different rules and atmosphere he would have to acclimate to, given time. But that could wait; now, Revyn was stepping out and darting forward, lashing out for a -- if rather ineffectual -- bite on either of the smaller ones' legs. Enough, at least, to very certainly get their attention.

"Not bad so far; do keep that up, would you?" he suggested with a slight chuckle. The two smaller ones, then... well, even if they did still out-size him easily enough, they'd not be catching him anytime soon, not with as quick as his movements were. Though it was just as well a fact that without terribly efficient use of his magic, he was not going to be bringing them down anytime soon... though the pokes and prods from electricity-imbued tails all the same were certainly serving to increase the amount of angry flailing from the Twilight beasts.

Desmond Dragelion Oron El Hyrule

There... ah. In the first place, he'd certainly not expected to be able to draw the smaller beasts' attention forever, but what seemed to happen next was certainly an issue. Never minding, of course, what to do about it. Ah, how much easier it would be if he understood the 'rules' of this realm just yet...

"Forget these two and move swiftly, the both of you," Revyn quickly called out. "So long as your quick, I can stall these two foolish creatures, at least temporarily," he added. For how long, he wasn't fully certain, especially with the sort of brute strength they were likely to have... but so long as the other two moved, the Keaton could at least manage enough to form up an Ice Wall in the path of the other two. Sure, they could conceivably take a little path to go around it -- though he doubted they were intelligent enough to -- and sure, at its current level, it probably wouldn't take too much for them to smash through, but it would still buy a few moments.

Little doubt that they'd have to deal with the things one way or the other -- of which the other two were far more suited at the present time -- but for now, it seemed it was more so time to run.

Desmond Dragelion Oron El Hyrule

Foolish, then... foolish indeed. Though there were decidedly a few paths around the wall of ice, the creatures moved much as Revyn had predicted... though by the sounds of the clawing and bashing, it would just as well fall within his predictions that the wall of ice could only last so long against the enraged onslaught. Perhaps not even quite as long as the Keaton thought as he sat to observe, quickly shifting his head just enough that a broken-off shard of ice would only create a minor cut.

"Well, really quite brutal now, hmm?" he idly hummed. Well, suffice it to say, facing down creatures like this without the full use of his magic was... unwise, really. Especially when he distinctly lacked any real factor of size or physical strength. "Ahh, but it really is unlike me to rely on others, even any of the Goddesses themselves..." he sighed. He'd left Termina after some time because he'd gotten too involved, and swore not to do so again... only to get really quite involved with the young, at the time, Princess. So far as for one of the Goddesses to see fit to dub him a 'hero' of some sort; grant him a power that quickly sparked to life, to target the larger, lumbering Twilight Beast with quite a bit more accuracy than he'd normally be able to get out of a Cryogonal Strike, then a second; enough to all but fell the larger one, enough focus lost to let the smaller one get a nice strike on the Keaton himself, sending him tumbling across the ground while its ally slowly started to fall.

He'd done his part, then; still had plenty of energy to dart off in the direction that the others had headed to see how things were going there, though the remaining, smaller Twilight Beast still remained chasing after him a little ways behind.

Desmond Dragelion Oron El Hyrule

How things were going... well. They were going, so it appeared when he started to catch view of the others; cat, dog, and beast alike. Enough, as well, to catch the question of the day, as it were: where indeed. Information on these things, and what was happening, was sparse, at best... but as something of a master of information, he wasn't exactly lacking in certain ideas.

"I've heard small mention of a spring not too far off that has, at the very least, some rumors about it. For now, there's no better place than that," Revyn quickly suggested. Though he was not without further suggestions just as well. "Toss the thing to me, then; you two are rather more suited to dealing with these things. One for each of you, as the bigger one, shall we just say, will not be coming," he added with a slight smirk.

So long as he was to receive the curious orb, though, it was his trio of tails that would catch and hang onto it; in spite of anything else, they could at least manage that much.

Desmond Dragelion Oron El Hyrule

'Catch' indeed, then, though not in any sort of traditional manner. A tiny bit of aid from the wind, a trio of tails quickly whipping around to easily enough snag the orb within their mass. Still light enough in weight for him to easily do so, thankfully... were it not so, he supposed he'd look like quite the fool for even making the suggestion.

"As you wish, then. I'll certainly not fault you for wishing to earn a bit more favor toward a certain someone," Revyn teased. "As for you, run if you must; culling these creatures is only our second priority," he added with a brief glance to Oron. With that, then, he wasted little time in starting to move onward, picking up speed at no small pace; though he was a fair bit smaller than the other two, he still did plenty well for some pure and simple centuries of experience and travel, even if his tails being bound meant his balance suffered a little.

"We've a small trip, so stay on guard, then; these things clearly aren't smart enough for any sort of strategy, but that's not to say something didn't order all this to happen," the Keaton idly warned on the way, his ears and nose yet remaining on alert, just in case.

Desmond Dragelion Oron El Hyrule