Chaos quickly ensued. Very little time had passed before the two unicorns came upon them, followed shortly by the small dun mare. He moved himself to Alysanne's side and as she began to move, to head for safety, he followed without question. After only a few steps, though, a putrid fog oozed towards them. Sickly and green, a pegasus (if you could even call her that) appeared and unfurled her wings in an attempt to block their exit. Miykael stopped dead in his tracks. The creatures eyes lock on his - the darkness and evil that he saw within them would be enough to cause many to quiver in fear; but not Miykael. The fog had enveloped the others but it hadn't touched him. She was sparing him... but why? Anger surged through him; angered that he had been singled out, protected. The creature speaks but the words don't even register with him. "No." the single word is forceful, deep; drenched with a depth of feeling that he hadn't shown since he had fallen. It said everything: that she couldn't have them, that he wouldn't be spared, that he refused any mercy she might be willing to show him. Without hesitation he moved quickly, throwing himself directly in front of the creature - so close that he was mere inches from her and with his large, feathered wings unfurled he could easily shield them.

Or so he hoped.

The small dun mare had attempted to shield them all, attempted to place her petite body between them but there was no stopping Miykael. His seventeen hand frame charged past her rather easily and it was unlikely that she could stop him; throwing himself into the fog that had initially evaded him. The dunskin paint is entirely focused on the sickly mare, his blue eyes staring down at her. "Take me." he demands, "But let them go free." His voice is deep, his brogue ever more prominent now that anger and determination has consumed him. A shaky voice speaks up behind him, then, breaking his concentration momentarily. It wasn't Aly, that much he knew for certain. He could never forget her voice. Never. It was Resplendence, the dun mare. She wanted them to run, to sacrifice her for their safety.

Anyone that knew Miykael would know that he wouldn't allow that. He wouldn't run away from danger and leave anyone behind. To him, his life meant nothing but the lives of everyone else were highly valued. "NO." he nearly shouts, wanting desperately to demand them to leave. Miykael pauses, though, breathing deeply to calm his heart and ease the fire in his veins. "I will not leave." arguing with him now would be pointless; he has made up his mind. His blue eyes never left the tainted mare, not even when he was speaking to Alysanne and Resplendence. Miykael didn't want to let this one out of his sight; no, not even for a second. Perhaps if he allowed his gaze to shift, the tainted one would slip past him and attack the mares; but if he was watching her, perhaps he could continue to block her. His one and only desire at this point is to save the others and he would die trying.

[ooc: eh, sorry if it isn't 100% following everything but Mikey wouldn't have EVER stood behind or allowed himself to be shielded. Basically, he reacted quickly and shoved himself directly in front of Aurelia in an attempt to block her from the others. He is looking at Aurelia the entire time and therefore doesn't have any knowledge of Res using her magic nor does he notice Nato/Nyx off in the distance. If anyone has any problems with the way this post went, please pm me; I don't want to step on anybody's toes or anything but I had to stick with his character. :) ]

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