"I'll see what I can do. As you can see, I'm not exactly busy with how people around here are, so I need entertainment. Tell you what- You three tell me something about where you come from, and I'll cough up the info Zeru here wants. Deal?" Zeru ended up bringing them before Deneb...and he brought forth an interesting question. Tell them about where they come from and they'd help...but...what else could he remember from his past life. Maybe the feeling he had before Zeru took them out to meet Deneb, but he thought that there could be more than that he could do. He rubbed the back of his neck, exhaling slowly as he started to close his eyes and think. Alright Hoshimi...what can you remember...? It hurt a bit to remember anything, as it normally would. But eventually, something did come to the surface...small fragments once again, but in more chunks than he usually had. Though...he wasn't...he wasn't too happy about what he had seen and remembered from these fragments of memory. What was felt...seen...relived... Pain... anguish... strife... loneliness... It was a run-down looking building he could see...though most the words he couldn't make out, all except one: "Orphanage". The sounds of children's teasing and even the sounds of assault, it rang in his ears. Even the sounds of crying...he knew what it was. This was a memory of his, though why this of all things would escape into his mind like this, he knew not...but this was what came forth to him. He could see a boy...crying, holding something close to his chest...though he could not make out what it was. At the same time...he could notice the child talking to something, but he couldn't make it out clearly...it seemed...foggy...blurry...but... Jet opened his eyes and adjusted his glasses slightly, exhaling again. "...I-I can't...r-r-remember too much...b-but..." he paused, before sighing. "...I-I apparently...w-w-was an o-o-orphan..." He went silent for a few moments, his hands slowly sliding into his pockets some. "...a-a-a-and...I was a-abused...m-m-mentally, p-p-p-physically...e-emotionally....I was a-a-alone for so long..." Jet paused, removing his glasses as he rubbed the bridge of his nose slightly, trying not to tear up or anything. "...I-I think...I h-had some friends...I-I don't remember them..." he sighed, putting the glasses back on before shaking his head. "But...i-it hurts m-m-my heart...t-t-to think I-I forgot a-a-a-about them..."

Ayyy glad to have you on board!   Yep, lol! I'm glad you're interested, though! And I'll keep all you said in mind, though best-case scenario nobody will have to change much if at all.   Ikr don't know who else would do an idea like this. Glad to have you, though!   Glad to have you!   Okay, I'll give it some more time but hoping to get 1-2 more people on board. As I said 5-6 is the optimal number and anything less is... well, not optimal. lol But we'll see!

With Lucas's injuries starting to grow more severe the girl tried to keep herself focused as he howled in defiance of their actions. Ryia honestly didn't know what to make of his words and he didn't think they were meant to confuse or mislead her, but the act of thinking about them would be enough to distract her to a fatal degree in this fight. So instead, she simply pushed them to the side, getting ready to engage her opponent as best she could. The girl furrowed her brow as he started his charge, only to have eyes widen as he swiftly changed directions.  No part of her thought he was attempting to flee from the confrontation, and so her eyes darted to the side to see where he was moving towards. With Keres directly in his path, the girl knew that the Water Chosen was likely getting ready for something big and similarly knew that she had no chance against Lucas if he had managed to successfully close the distance. And so she immediately took off running. Of course, there was no way on her own that she would've been able to catch up to him but she knew someone who could help her out. "Pan, help!" The girl called out to the elven mage who conjured a gust to aid her, speeding her up to catch up with Lucas. Unfortunately, even with this her strides were too short and Lucas was already upon the Water Chosen. With his claw ready to strike her, Ryia could do nothing to stop the attack. Thankfully, though, someone else had come back into the fight in the nick of time.  A wall of light was erected in front of Keres and while the Lycan was able to destroy it easily enough it did its job in keeping Keres safe. Tackling into the side of Lucas, her blade piercing into abdomen, the werewolf looked back to him and reached out towards her head. Expecting this kind of retaliation, Ryia pulled her blade out and stepped back and away from him. Then with a swift side step the girl moved in front of him, safeguarding Keres more directly now, before taking a swing at his neck. She wasn't expecting for the attack to actually land, and sure enough he stepped back from it, but she needed to keep putting pressure on him and pose enough of a threat that he wouldn't be able to simply ignore her. However, the Lycan outstretched his hand to grab her sword which prompted Ryia to put more force into her swing, hitting air rather than Lucas's hand. With her attack failing, the man then stepped in, striking at her with his claws. Twisting her body to compensate for the opening she had left, Ryia managed to block the attack with her swing, gritting her teeth as she was pushed back once more.  "Khh," the girl let out a sharp and pained breath, as once more she could feel the abuse that her body was taking even through all of the attacks. The pain she felt, though, hardly mattered. What mattered was that she was able to stand. She would keep moving and keep taking whatever the lycan could throw at her until she was physically unable to move anymore. As he moved back, getting on all fours, the girl recognized the stance and was proven right as he lunged at her head on. Stomping on the ground, a wall of earth was erected once more, the audible sound of Lucas's large body crashing into it being hard as he slammed into it.  However, rather than move from side to side, she heard him scrape against the wall and could tell that he was climbing up it. If he got to the top of the wall, than that would give him the opportunity to bound past her and to Keres immediately, which she simply couldn't allow. Taking a few steps back, the girl shouted out, "Pan, lift me!" And then ran forward, crouching down and feeling the wind underneath her, as she leaped far higher than she should've been able to normally. As Lucas got to the top of the wall, Ryia had met him there letting out a fierce shout as she did. With her body as a projectile, she slammed into him using her full weight and sent them both tumbling back over the wall. Ryia let out a loud grunt as her body landed on the ground, having successfully kept Lucas at bay for the time being.