[Eshandist]

Tikno began fighting immediatly as the crowd converged on Rail. He growled in frustration, lashing out with fist, elbow, forarm, smashing and incapacitating anyone who got near him, but never killing. He heard Rail shout at the man, shout at the crowd. But his cry of enough was not heeded. They converged even more, and Rail was fighting more and more. Tikno had to reach him soon to help. Then he heard Rail shout at him for a distraction. He raced forward as the blade sliced into Rail and Rail shot his arm foward.

"Rail! NO!" But it was too late. The young boys eyes widened as his arms dropped the weapons they were holding. Tikno shot foward to place himself right next to Rail. Luckily the crowd had stepped back to make a circle around them, suprised at the violence that had just happened. Tikno's eyes flashed, now he was mad. His hands opened, palms out, and immediatly caught fire. The fire spread up his forarms, as it coallesced in his hands. Suddenly his arms tensed and the balls of fire that had formed shot out and burnt a path in the pavement around them in a circle. All this took less than a second.

"NOW YOU WILL SEE WHY YOU SHOULDN'T TRY TO FIGHT US!!!" He yelled at the crowd around them, then lifted his arms, which were glowing even brighter, above his head. His arms came down, and the fire of the circle around them shot up, creating a massive piller of flame around them. It burned no one, but anyone trying to approach it from either inside or out would be scorched into oblivion in seconds. Tikno turned to Rail and grabbed his shoulder.

"We need to get out of here. We need to get you away." He said, hoping Rail would hear him. He had seen the insanity in Rail's eyes as Rail had killed the young man still skewered on his arm. Tikno looked at the corpse, and in the blink of an eye, Tikno had removed it from Rail's arm and set it on the ground. Tikno was in front of Rail, hands on both of his shoulders, looking into his eyes.

"Rail! Come on!"