Bloodmoon's return(open)

The moon was at the peak of it's climb there was a heavy fog that had rolled into the city thanks to the bay. despite the late hour there was a good deal of traffic flowing through the city streets. There was a loud crack that filled the air as the middle of the street became magical sink hole straight to the Greek version hell. Several cars skidded to a halt just barely avoiding going over the edge. For several minutes nothing happened then a large wolf came flying out of the hole and slams into the first car closest to the hole the driver looked on in fright as a large black wolf the size of a suv crushed his car's front end growling at him. With a start the man jumped out his car and began to run away along as several others citizens of jump city knowing well enough that this normally lead to a lot of destruction. The wolf had a dark grin on it's face and began to chase those that fled jumping and destroying cars as it went before chain's began to shoot up through the ground and start to grab random people causing the others to run even faster. The wolf let out a chilling howl as it shifted into a tall teen who let out a crazed laugh and shouted, "Come out, Come out heroes of jump. Won't you come out and help me celebrate my return to the living realm."

A purple glow would tumble from the sky aimed at Bloodmoon. It was an astral blast which specialised to striking the spirit, not body. A young woman would follow the attack, but wouldn't levitate down the same trajectory. Kiara put the tip of her staff through one of the chain-links; one of the bindings that had wrapped itself around an innocent bystander. It momentarily stopped whatever pull the chains had. Yet the shaman knew she could not break these chains, nor any of the others.

A good thing her chief concern wasn't the civilians.

"I'm sure the heroes will be out soon. In the meanwhile. Perhaps you would like to wait patiently. I'm not above interfering if you pose a threat." Kiara was dressed in a her ceremonial garb. A crop-top, a feathered skirt, all sorts of jewellery, and a huge tiki-mask. It was the eye-holes of this mask that stared back at Bloodmoon. "You are a dark magic user, I see. You shouldn't just leave holes unattended. People might fall down them."

Blood moon watched the energy come towards him and quickly brought up his sword to block the blast only for there to be aloud screeching sound to come from the sword causing blood moonto wince and quickly take a step back from the blast as his eyes momentarily turned back to their original canine yellow only for them to return back to their new kalidescope of red yellow and black. He looked at the girl in the tiki mask and said, "I have no control of my patron's portal to his realm he will close it when he wants to." He then rested his sword on his shoulder shrugged, "I can wait till kelmont gets a bit hungrier then you will have to do." Blood moon frowned before sighing he then rush foward at random while he released most of his victims so about four chains could shot after Kiara.

There were lots of questions surrounding this event. And Bloodmoon no doubt wanted them asked. Unfortunately Kiara was woefully incurious. She didn't know about his past or descent into what they saw before them now. And she wasn't about to ask unless it became important. His comment about a patron might have been a juicy clue to some. To her it fell on deaf ears.

Upon his abrupt assault she levitated herself fast backwards. She was not a very proficient battle mage. But she saw further than most. She could see the soul that resided in his sword and how it was bound to him. She could see that the chains were an extension of his will and tried her best to defend against them. That they had released the poor victims was good. That they were zeroing in on her was less good.

She parried one with her staff and avoided two more. It was the fourth that wrapped around her. Kiara had little defence against the physical. If it was what he was going for, her limbs would be caught by these chains and stop her frantic dodges. She struggled against them but wasn't about to break free, "H-Hey! I can take it from this that your intentions are not benign..." This was somewhat of a setback.