C. D. - character development

(So its cool if David busts through the wall using the earth spell and all?)

((Totally fine ))

(Cool!)

(Yes but he's still tied up...)

"I don't want ter go anywhere with the likes of you," Andrew glared.
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"It's Andrew!" Liz shouted, not relizing she was louder as a dragon.

"Not so loud," Ezra groaned, clamping his hands over his ears.

"Sorry," said Liz in a small voice.

Ezra's expression softened, he brought his hands down and patted Liz's great blue back. "It's okay." he sighed.

"Boy," snarls Ventrix, "we have to stop that angel getting away."
He points at Aria.

"Let's do this," Ezra said, letting out a whoop as Liz dived down. She landed next to Ventrix, and Ezra slid off of her.

Leslie
I hurriedly drew a spell-circle on the ground in chalk. I was racing against the clock here...and if I didn't finish before she vanished, we'd be back to square one. Square one in Heaven. I couldn't stop her from leaving, but I could do the next best thing.
"Bye-ee!" Aria sing-songed, waving. She shouted a quick incantation, vanishing in a blast of bright, golden light.
I smirked, looking down at my spell-circle. I'd activated it just in time.
A tracking spell.

"What's that?" asked Evan, looking down at the bright circle.

Leslie
The blue glow was fading.
"Tracking spell," I said with a grin. "To use a well-known expression, she can run, but she can't hide. No matter where she goes, I can follow her...that is, until she realizes she has a tracking spell on her and takes measures to get it off and-or disable it. But I made this thing like, super-ass complicated! She can try, but it won't be easy."

"Where is she?" asked Liz, towering over the group.

Evan looked up at Liz, "You're huge!"

Liz shifted uncomfortably, "Yes, yes I am. We've already established that."

"What are we waiting for?" growls Ventrix. "I wish to have my prize. That angel's head will look good on my wall."

"She's immortal and gone," said Ezra, "But Leslie's spell will help."

"A head is a head. I don't care if it still lives."

"That's...gross," said Ezra, making a face. "We have to find them first."

"How exactly would we go about finding them?" asks Ventrix. he does not notice that he has grossed anyone out. he has seen a lot of horrible things, and is becoming immune to them.

"Leslie has set a tracker spell that'll lead us right to them."

Leslie
"You know, Ventrix," I started, "you'd only have her head until she went to reconstruct her body. Which would be soon after you killed her. In fact, all these angels should be resurrecting pretty soon. Did you see all those spectres? ...Of course you didn't; you're not immortal. Anyway, Ezra, can you show me your transport spell again? I'll modify it so we can follow her."

Ezra opened the book, he still looked like an angel. His wings were unflurred as he hunched over the book trying to find the correct page. "Here it is," he said, handing it to Leslie.

Ventrix sulks.

"It's not that bad....at least you can kill her once?" Ezra suggested.

"Ezra!" said Liz shocked.

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry! Just not so loud!"

"That will be enough. But, perhaps, fighting an immortal is better. This way I will never run out of things to do."

Ezra laughed, "That's a good way to think of it."

"Yes. Now how long will it take to find the creature?"

"Depends. Ask Leslie." shrugged Ezra.

(Waiting for Winter Dragon...)