Tobi gripped his weapons. When Yue reacted, he knew that they were in danger. Damnit, it had to have been a trap! It better not be red templars. If it was, they might blow his cover. He was supposed to be spying on the Inquisition, but the truth was… he’d not been spying for a long time. He didn’t care.
He didn’t care about the war, he didn’t care about the red templars or Corypheus, and he didn’t care about the Inquisitor. He just wanted to survive, no matter the cost. But if Yue found that out… then he’d likely tell someone and then he’d be put in prison.
When he heard the armour, the heavy footsteps, it was too late. He went to grab Yue, but he saw them, clad in their red lyrium dress. Tobi gritted his fangs, taking a step back. For him, the red stuff wasn’t bad. They’d tried to drown him in it, but Rage meant he was apparently immune, and the deformity never happened. The demon had cleansed him of it. But Yue? He was a mage, he’d be susceptible to it.
“Get back,” he ordered Yue. “Let me handle this. You’ll be infected.” He, of course, had no idea that Yue was far more powerful than he looked.
“Well, well,” said one of the templars. “Fancy running into you, wolf.”
Tobi growled. “What do you want?” he asked, hoping to get out of this alive and without Yue finding out where he’d really come from.
“Who is your friend?” The templars moved forward.
“He’s no one. Just some elf,” Tobi said. “So be on your way and leave us be. The Inquisitor wants to know what’s in here, and we’ll get that information for them.”
It was unnerving, he had to admit, seeing Red Templars up close. He might have fought templars before, the rogue ones. But these ones...they were different. Surrounded in a sickening aura of wrong. Even their appearance, as subtle as some of their differences were, were also just a shade wrong.
He never took the regular lyrium even to help with his magic stores. If this is what the red version did to people, he wanted nothing to do with it himself. Who knew what would happen to him if he were exposed to it.
He didn’t want to hazard a guess or find out from experience.
He obeyed Tobi’s order, but shot a look at him nonetheless.
And how exactly was he going to handle this? He was in just as much danger with the red lyrium as Yue was. Certainly, Tobi had a demon inside him that granted him several useful, and admittedly terrifying abilities, but that didn’t make him invincible.
And what was with that strangely familiar tone they had with the werewolf?
He can feel his hackles rise as the red templars draw closer to them. He bares his teeth at the one that draw too close to them, a warning hiss sounding from him.
“I don’t think you want to know what ‘just some elf’ is capable of if you decide against stepping aside.”
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