Red Desert, RedSand Clan territory

"Oh great, the flame retard has woken up again." Empress complained,

"When I get free, and I will. Imma smoke the hell outta you." Primous threatened as he glared coldly towards Empress,

Upon hearing his threats. Empress immediately dove down on he knees in front of Primous and began choking him,

"Youuuuu...grrrrrrr.." Primous groaned out,

"Empress...please stop. You're making us look bad." Scorpearra stated,

'Bind him tighter and also close his mouth...even though I was protecti.g myself with a layer of flow, I still got slightly burned." Empress thoughtto herself, Quickly after blossom began to control the sand. Making it wrap around Primous even tighter and also rising it high enough that he won't be able too speak.

"Primous stay cool... acting up won't do us any good here." Q stated,

"This one is truly bashful."Scorpearra stated with a simple smile,

"Anyway you all have placed yourselves in a hell of a situation. Not only did you piss off the tribes but you've also killed members from the Suits." Scorpearra mention,

"We didn't have a choice in the matter." Q responded,

"Scorpearra please... allow us too rest here for a couple more days till we're strong enough for travel." West pleaded,

The hall went silent upon waiting for her response, Empress however did not like the idea of housing them. Knowing full well of the consequences it would bring.

"Scorpearra...if we do this we will be making enemies not just with the Suits and Tribes but also the Guilds." Empress re-infromed her,

"Damn... the Guilds, though they play such an important role within the south. We still completely forget about their existence....aaauuhhhh!!! West you make our lives so difficult!" Scorpearra shouted,

"Even when you not talking, you piss people off...how?" Q asked West, seriously trying too understand.

"Oh..ohh no...",

"What?... what's going on here West?" Q demanded,

"Well...I left out a few things in my story...hehehe",

"....I'll bloody murder you right here West. Don't play with our lives you moron", Q expressed with his fury beginning too erupt.

"Ok... the south originally was under rule by the Tribes and Clans, both only traded with each other. So all of those that were sent or kick out here had to fight for food or plead with the Clans and Tribes for supplies."

"So they weren't any large trading groups?...wait how does the south support its self, economically?" Q questioned.

"Well... before I came here, they were five individuals know as the Pillars who appeared here in the south. With them, they brought gems that had several benefits and could be used for trading with the North."

"Wait... I thought the North hates the south?" Q asked.

"Yes.. very much, so that's why the guilds were created by the Pillars too trade with the Church, who would then trade with the North." West explain.

"Ooohhh.. I see. So what does that have too do with you messing up her life?" Q pry,

Well... after the Pillars disappeared, the south went into its chaotic period, the Church became corrupt. More outcast, murderers and criminals were sent too the south. Eventually the south split into two factions, the Wardens and Prisoners. Both controlling several Guilds."

"On no...don't say it." Q begged,

"And the Warden Faction is heavily supported by the Suits, basically going against the Suits would be the same as attacking the Warden Faction, and it's quite a big one."

"You'vvvvvvee f us.... if that's the case. How the hell are we going too escape." Q asked as he was now completely Livid,

"WEST!... We have discussed and we'll allow three nights, but after this you won't be having anymore favors. Also remember I'm just one of the Red Desert rulers, if the others catch you....you know." Scorpearra added,

"I know." West responded.

Far North of the Nightmare South, Shadow Guild HQ

"Where's Eli?", a shadowy figure asked,

"He's up at the border...", responded the man at the desk,

"I've got word on the whereabouts of those Knights." Shadowy figure infromed,

"If so... Eli will be very pleased, but we've gotta wait till he gets back. You know the guild doesn't act unless he gives the order." Desk keeper mentioned,

"I know.. I know, but how long will he take too return?"

"Well.... he's been gone for bout a week, those Northerners invaded our border again and Eli was the only one close enough at the time to intercept them. Everyone else was busy with the whole Fall and Knights situation." Desk keeper infromed.

"Damn... I thought it was agreed upon that whenever the north attack that the tribes, clans and the Factions would give support." The shadowy figure asked,

"The agreement still holds...just those groups like too see each other struggle first." Desk keeper said with a smile.

Southeast, Deep Swamp territory.

"Are you sure it's safe here?... that laughing idiot is the Guardian here and we ain't got that much man power too deal with him", the figure stated

"Just cool it... I'm well aware of that. Still with our deities help our Guild will be invisible too all. Plus if something were too happen we still have them", the other affirmed.

".... where are they though? Preach and Preacher."

Red Desert, RedSand Clan territory

"Ok.. now, that's all of you." Skyrim said as she had just finished taking the last of the Knights out of the pit.

However Primous was still kept closely under watch in case he were try acting up again.

"What's our goal now Q?... where already on the run from King and now we've got the attention of everyone on this hellish continent." Primous stated with is flames dancing fierce,

While the heads of the group argued, Tye couldn't help himself but too stare at Skyrim, she for some reason had caught his attention with her eminence strength.

Witnessing this strang behavior from afar was Empress, she immediately knew something was up when a full five minutes had passed and Tye had still been eying down Skyrim. Who was conversing with Rain.

Whosssh!!

Immediately Empress darting over towards Skyrim, lining up herself with Tye's gaze and glared back at him.

"You beach...", muttered Tye.

"That beachhhh...", Primous added as he too was watching,

Collar along with Sarge and Phile had gone by Butcher's side since he was still out. They sat observing their surroundings, amazed by the bright red sand and the beautiful craftsmanship of the hall.

"These women, we should be weary of them...they're strong. Especially those two." Sarge pointed out,

"Yes but still they tended to our wounds, they could have just killed us there instead." Phile stated,

"Aggrrhh..... aurrkk!!" Thomb!

"Collar!!" Yelled Sarge as he grabbed hold of him, spewing from his mouth was blood and his body began to run high with a fever.

"What?..." said Primous, igniting inna concern rage.

Instantly the others rushed over by his side, but none could identify what was the cause of his sudden illness.

"Move!" Shouted rain as she pushed herself between them quickly snatching up Collar and hurrying off towards the Clan's medical area.

"The hell you think you're taking him?",Primous shouted out as he chased after her.

"Leave him." Empress told the guards who went to stop him, "clearly he's very attached to him." Still Empress wasn't just going too have a flaming torch running around free, having already sent Blossom too observe him just in case.

"I don't understand... you all seem very close yet none if you knew about his condition." Scorpearra mention,

"Condition.. what?" Q asked,

He's clearly a kin of the Oni tribe, yet his body doesn't bare any of the markings an adult should have, his horns aren't even black yet and his skin still soft... it's like he wasn't raise here.." Scorpearra implied,

".........well. what would happen if he hadn't?" Q questioned,

His body will being to react to the Oni Tribes Deity, causing his dormant power too activate. It's like his body is breaking down too rebuild itself so it can probably sustain the sudden increase of power." Scorpearra explains,

"The Church did say he had a great amount of untapped potential...and they did never give us any details about his origins." Q thought too himself,

"You seem too know quite alot about the Oni Tribe, looks like you've been keeping yourself busy." West mention,

Scorpearra smile, without replying she along with Empress took leave too discuss other matters. West along with Q and Tye also left the hall too go check on Collar, with Rain followed close behind with several giant scorpions.

Leaving Sarge, Phile and Butcher inside the main hall.

"My lord she's huge." Phile stated,

"Yup... she's definitely Tye's type." Sarge commented,

Phile's facial expressions went wild with disbelief, Quickly he turned around towards Skyrim too see what would drive a man too such lengths. Her body was tough looking with scars but it still had a curvy shape, she was thick with an athletic build and she had quiet a cute face.

"Do you want something?" Skyrim asked after she had caught him staring at her for some time.

"No.. nooo...no..sorry...was just...jus... admiring you." Phile blurted out,

"Ey..careful, Tye is a fearsome jealous man." Sarge told him,

"Mmmmm...thanks", Skyrim responded with a slight smile. ".....he's up", swiftly Skyrim snatched up her iron club and darted towards Butcher.

However Butcher was already fully awake and aware of his current situation.

Already above him and in mid swing. Skyrim swung down with incredible force in hopes of putting him back too sleep.

Booosssh!!!!

"He stopped it....though he's still in that condition?" Skyrim thought as she was taken back by his outstanding durability.

"Grrrrrrrr....BACK OFFFFF!!!" Butcher roared causing a massive shockwave, repelling Skyrim off of him.

Shocked by his strength again, Skyrim began too thrive with resentment. "He's not even fully healed and he still has this amount of strength. How exciting", she fuss. Finding someone of similar strength gave her an uncontrollable amount of joy.

Since her physical strength was far superior too most.

"Finally someone I can go all out on, normally most people use their skills are unique abilities to stand against me but this guy seems a bit different." She thought as she began too playfully twirl her iron club,

Butcher still slightly confused began too look around ,all while still keeping aware of Skyrim.

"Auuuuggghh....my head is still ringing, and I've been having these flash backs of someone knocking me out.....wait...I only see Sarge and phile.....where are the others? Did they separate us?.... then why am I with these two???..noooooo!!!! This is the weakling group. They thought I was one of the weak ones, so that's why they left a lonely woman to guard us?...this is mad disrespectful."

Butcher thought,

With the voice in his head begining too run wild with idea. However one thing had became very clear,

"Yoouuuuuu....it was you that smack me upside the head with that club." Butcher announced,

"And I'll gladly do it again." Skyrim rebutted pointing her club at Butcher with a massive grin on her face.

Immediately Butcher was triggered.

"This beach!" He said in a high pitch, but before he could act both Sarge and Phile tried to calm and explain the situation.

However Skyrim wanted the smoke, tossing her iron club aside and motioning for him too engage.

*SNAP*

The very act of her not needing a weapon to handle him sent Butcher into a primal rage, too which neither Sarge or phile could stop.

Phooosshh!!!

Blitzing forward towards her in a blind rage, Butcher had set himself up for failure. Skyrim had purposely mocked and provoked him in order to land her counter flush against him.

SMASSSHHHH!!!!

clocking the incoming Butcher with a thunderous overhand. However though, it wasn't enough.

WHAAAAMMMM!!!

Rising up like an erupting volcano, Butcher answered back with an exploding uppercut hurdling Skyrim off her feet and across into the wall..

"IMMA POUND YOU SOOO HARD YOUR ANCESTORS ARE GUNNA FEEL IT", Roared Butcher.

"GRRRRRRHHHHH!!!!. YOU'LL NEED HEAVIER EQUIPMENT FOR THAT!!! SHORTY!!" Skyrim roared back.

Watching from the sidelines

"Are they plan to sleep with each other.....or they can't hear themselves?" Phile asked,

"No...no...Butcher's stupidity is highly contagious, she just a victim." Sarge stated.