(Preshow) Preshow Facility

[Dawnika Snow]

Dawn was just about to continue speaking when Dust exploded from his seat. It was only now that she had realized just how tall the man was. Before she had a chance to even ask what was going on with him or why he had just emerged from his seat the way he did without warning, a wave of telekinetic(Or something akin) energy washed over her. Her nerves shot and she broke into a cold sweat nigh instantly. What was this power? It had made her feel unsafe, but for no good reason. Fear was a feeling scarce few assassins knew.

"What the hell is this?" She muttered to herself as her new companion charged off into the hallway. Without the resilience to resist whatever power this was, she found herself having trouble getting out of her seat and into the hallway. When she finally did, the source was clear: Another prime. A Prime who's able to make people fear him forcefully. Imagine the power he must have had to summon such an effect? Dawn knew right away just how serious this event would be now. She looked up at Dust, who towered over her, mind you, and offered some good advice. "Let's try not to take that one on alone, or really at all, until we have to."

After a few more seconds, the affect of Gildarts' fear had worn off and the assassin could breath a little more correctly again. She took a deep breath. The competition was getting stiffer than she had anticipated, it was troublesome, but that wouldn't stop her from trying to lop the man's head off if she needed to.

Shinmen had suggested they formulate their plan. It was a good idea as any right now, though, Dawn got the feeling that it was almost time for the event to start, even though Primes were still arriving through the gate.

"If we are to strategize, I imagine we should get to it posthaste. I don't think we have much time until we are thrown into the fray." She explained, gesturing Shinmen and Dust to lead the way.