He smirked, now holding her up off the ground.
Then he reached for her dress to tear it off, still thinking that the mortal would tease

"Hit me? Do you think that Martyris can protect you, when all you seem to be doing is enjoying this? Well, perhaps you need a lesson in -"

And Martyris lost it.

The earth moved. Not some of the earth, not just what they were standing on - the entire continent on which they were suddenly just moved up and out of the oceans, surrounded in crimson light.

To the group, it was like the ground quaked, then the sky simply just got a lot closer.

As Ty stared up in alarm, suddenly realizing just what a mistake he was possibly making and that the real Ty would never have pushed things so far, Martyris's voice came out of Ayase, although she wasn't speaking. And he'd gone past anger, there was no anger in him now.

Instead, Ayase could simply sense a unparalleled hate, and for the first time she could truly see just what the word "god" meant...

"I don't care what you are. I don't care what you're planning. But right now, there's only one thing I care about. And that is that you take. Your. Hands. Off. Her. Now."

He attempted to regain his composure, noticing the world seemed to be glowing red.
"I don't know what - she attacked - I was just -"

There was a sound beyond a thunderclap, and the sky turned red.
"HANDS. OFF. NOW!"

He dropped her, then backed away, ending up near to Trinity.
"Sorry, but... she started it, there's no need to overreact quite like that..."

Ty stepped forwards with the intention of helping, but a growl fiercer than any animal could have managed stopped him in his tracks.

The ring in Trinity's hand seemed quietened, subdued by the hatred coming off Martyris.

Ayase felt the feeling of something coating her - and when she looked down, she was coated in a regal red dress, fit for a princess. At the same time, there was a feeling of being held... but the feeling was fading, almost as if the person holding her was slipping away...

Need... to sleep for a while... that was... too much, all at once... I'm sorry, my love...Be careful... Don't attack him again... I hope I didn't... I...

I...
Then a living silence as she felt as Martyris had fallen into a slumber...

As much as he hated it, he had to behave as the mortal would.

So he picked up Ayase in his arms, resisting the urge to break her neck, and looked back at Trinity.
"Well... that got out of hand..."

He shrugged, moving after her, not noticing her fake smile.
"Sure... sure. Whatever you say..."

He tried a joke to lighten the mood.
"One track mind, it seems..."

There was a slight chuckle.
Knew it...

The ring in Trinity's hand caressed her hand with flames in a jealous response, as if to assure her that the moment he was back, he would show his wife just how much better he was...

trinity continued walking holding onto the ring onto ty, giving the ring a gentle kiss when she knew no one was looking...she kept walking untill they reached the outskirts of the port

OOT just did a skip to get us outside of the port village

Acheron and Victoria had separated from the other rangers for the time being, knowing that they could do more good separated then together. Silently, the couple had managed to follow the main group without being detected.

He looked down, saw the girl was awake, and therefore dropped her unceremoniously on the ground, unable to resist a chuckle at her pain.
"Sure... we're here. Now get up and use your own legs for a change."

Grr...

The ring glowed gently when she kissed it, seeming to grow in strength...

He growled in pain as she slammed into his legs - then reached down, and lifted her from the ground by the offensive limb.
"Now behave..."
He lowered his voice, so Trinity couldn't hear.
"I've had just about enough of you. Now if you attack me again, I'll just kill the cat-girl. Am I understood, you little wretch?" he hissed, his voice cruel and cold with venom...