>>6005071>>6005030Hearing her declaration William looks toward the treeline being 60 feet away from him and decides concealment is better than being out in the open. Turning his attention back to the arbiter he pockets a smoke bomb into his hand from the many pockets of the backpack as he brings it forward and spikes it. A cloud of smoke immediately bursts out from the ground turning a once clear view into a blind fog as the arbiter and William cough from the sudden smoke inhalation. Focusing all his attention on the escape as his legs run along the ground turning the 60 foot race into a short jog as William slides into the foliage grabbing random branches, leaves, and mud to turn his white suit into a mish mash of natural colors obscuring his location. Adding one last touch for cover William hides behind a random tree and underneath a bush catching small glimpses of the arbiter turning to his general area.
“Ah, you took me seriously and hid like all the other insects before. Well, time to stop playing with my food then.”
A pale silence descends across the entire forest as the wind stops, as the leaves become frozen, and even William’s heart pauses for a brief second as he watches the figure take a breath as the world warps. Gold runes begin appearing across her coat as a black ink spreads across her body only to spill out of her uniform creating a glowing armor shell. A black mask with glowing runes encases her face as her back spurts out spikes or funnels as cracks of metal rip out. Black ribs covering every inch of her chest and limbs as magic hexagons glows with a minor shield spell popping in and out of existence. A clawed hand reaches toward her left forearm as she taps away at it before pulling out a crackling rod of magic before slowly walking toward the treeline. Pausing just at the edge of the forest gives the forest a quick inspection trying to look for William for a moment.
>Roll 1d100 DC 90 fear check again>Roll 1d100+85 hiding the higher the better 