The young woman looks at you, her green eyes reflecting some of the dim light. She mutely nods her head, seeming to still be shaken about being a tribute. She retracts her claws and holds out her hand as if asking to shake on it.

Oran grumbled something under his breath. "Okay, my color doesn't matter and other colors that may go with it is unrelated to what I'm trying to do. I will kill you, do not try to resist. It will happen one way or another. And I can bring my back up in here to help out too." He readjusted his grip on his sword and strikes at you, stepping forward to close the gap.
Sophia somehow has found a shield that was lying around the place, and she uses it to block the blow that probably would have chopped your head off. She holds it with both hands, trying not to stumble when the force of the blade hitting the shield tries to send her backwards into you.

I shake her hand and say "I'm Thraxx. What's your name?"

She shakes your hand before pulling back, needing her hands to sign something slowly, making sure there was no way to misinterpret it, 'A-d-e-l.' Her name was Adel.

"Ugh, should've claimed guest rights...." Inno grumbled, summonign some fire. He wondered if it was a good time to summon his spirit guide. He wasn't good at decision-making beyond fashion unfortuantely

Oran attacks from the other side, and Sophia reacts a tiny bit too slowly. The blade slices her arm. She lets go of the shield with the injured arm, glaring at Oran before checking her wound. It hasn't cut completely through her arm, it should be fine, she decided. Oran tries to get you again.

Inno lobbed some fire and grabbed the sheild. "Ok, i'm calling some help-" He then attmpeted to summon his spirit guide.

The spirit guide sighs as it seems to just pop into existence. "Can't a guide sleep in peace for once? Oooh, you've got quite a monster on your hands. I'm figuring you need my amazing assistance."
Oran dodged the fire, though it still got him. He rolls to put it out before it ignited all of him on fire and he explode. He was practically a ball of explosive gas in one form.

"Hey, I haven't sumoned you this whole time so that's my good deed to you for the day." Inno huffs. "Please tell me exploding this guy is an option. His current fashion choices are horrible, forced or not."

The spirit guide nods, "I have to agree with you on that last sentence. I'm thinking a nice shade of purple?" It snaps its fingers and Oran turns purple. "And there you go. Bad fashion choice fixed! I shall leave you now." It saves and tries to disappear.
Sophia stops the spirit guide. "He first said explode Oran." Oran was currently trying to figure out why he was purple. It wasn't such a bad color.
" no can do child. Ta ta! " It says.