Against perhaps all odds they were winning against a larger force. This was absolutely ludicrous, no one in their right minds would have started a battle like this. Never before had Caelan traveled with anyone so bold, it was alien that they had this kind of bravery. If he hadn't been so busy fighting and staving off attacks he might be laughing at the absurdity of what they were undertaking. The proof was right before his eyes though, the enemy was dwindling and they were still strong, not a single loss. They were going to get out of this, somehow, and he couldn't believe it. Throwing up another shield of ice the blonde mage cast a flurry of ice shards over the open expanse, nailing two archers in the chest and watching as they collapsed on their perches. That ought to do it for those pests, now they could focus more on the troops closer to them. All around him his companions were making short work of the enemy, decapitating and maiming people left and right. Caelan wasn't any better, he'd impaled a good many people and punctured lungs and other organs with his attacks, but it was out of necessity. He'd never killed someone before, not on this scale. Surely once the drama was over he'd be reeling from what was going on. Right now, however, the only thing on his mind was [i]fight, fight, fight![/i]

When matters seemed to be going in their favor a huge weight was cast upon their shoulders... Or the bridge, rather. With astounding fleeting movements the large man known as Onyx threw himself onto the bridge, shaking the structure upon his impact. The thought going through Caelan's mind was probably the same as everyone else's; This guy was huge! Not just round huge either, but he had a proper intimidating stature to him. Demoko's words didn't so much instill him with courage as it did make him near soil himself, but there was no turning back. At least the little guys had been dealt with, it would be a collective effort fighting this one. Goodness knows they were going to need all of their combined strength and the Goddesses' blessing to get through this battle. Looking around himself he saw the remnants of the enemy army being tidied up, by Link of all people. There was some satisfaction in that, the kid had seemed fairly hopeless up until now. If he was ready to fight then hell then Caelan was too. Smiling slightly he looked over at Onyx, trying to psyche himself up for the battle.

"Eh... I've lived a good life I guess. Nowhere near as rich as I'd like to be though." Bringing out a fair bit of water from the bottomless flask Caelan separated the liquid into smaller, more condensed chunks, gradually morphing them into ice shards. He could throw them individually with keen accuracy or create a hail of projectiles, both would be handy here. Considering how many people were present it would more likely be the single shot, quick firing shards than a scattered storm, no reason to go injuring his friends after all. Swallowing back nerves he reached up with one hand, pulling his goggles on over his eyes and training his sights directly on Onyx. Damn it, the guy just had to be completely covered in armor, hitting any vital points was going to be next to impossible. At least he'd be annoying like a gnat, that was the least he could do.