[b][u][centre]The Clayman's Finale[/b][/u][/centre]

Much to Salia’s surprise, the golem was extremely easy to cut. The girl smiled as she was complimented by her companion… but that smile did not last much as the pieces began falling down, causing the rook to swiftly react by moving back… just in case it was going to react. But having fallen apart, it obviously was not going to do so. In fact, the clay became a muddy puddle… with human body-parts!! Salia felt sick for a moment. Finding human remains inside the golem was not exactly what she was expecting, and even less in that state.

“Ugh, I know…” Salia’s feelings echoed Lux’s, but shaking his head soon reached the conclusion she better not think about that, for now. “Alright, let’s see if I can do that…” By using the telepathic link with the rest of the holders, she explained the situation to Arthur, who relayed the message swiftly. “Salia and Lux have destroyed one of the golems. Lux’s heat from the vapour made it malfunction and that made it particularly weak to Salia’s sword. Since the golems are made of clay, anything that will naturally affect clay will affect the golems. Human body parts found within the golems.” Hopefully that was precise enough… even with the extra information that both Salia and Arthur felt had to be relayed.

“Hey, look!” Salia motioned her head towards the sky, indicating to Lux that he should look up… to see how it was changing… Of course, even then, they should be focusing on the task ahead. And that meant moving onwards and exploring the rest of the area… 

[b][u][centre]Free Billy[/b][/u][/centre]

Remia had realised that the crowd was getting wilder, partially because of her actions. However, with their panicking and dispersing, her path forward was now much easier. She rushed onwards, trying to get to the fish-kart as soon as possible, hoping to intercept it. However, it was not all going to be as easy as she would have hoped for. Three horned, winged bests were circling the crowd in the air.

Looking like dogs… winged dogs. With several eyes and horns. Remia sighed. “I knew it couldn’t have been just me…!” as she got ready to engage them. The young girl smiled, as she felt she had the situation under control to a certain degree. First of all, she switched her sword to her crossbow and aimed upwards, trying to hit the flying beasts. If she could hit some of them before they arrived, that would be perfect. Of course, she knew she could not take them all down before they arrived and by the time they would get to them, she would change the crossbow to her lance… it might not have had a name, but being near the sea, it was under the perfect situation for it.

However, one of the drogans was already fighting with Mime and the other was being taken care of by Eowyn. Remia would have to focus on one of them, only, then.

[b][u][centre]Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon[/b][/u][/centre]

In a matter of seconds, perhaps because of the magic itself, Diane seemed to forget about the damage. All that mattered was signing. Continuing to do so was absolutely necessary. Why? She wouldn’t know. Yet she kept going almost in some sort of strange trance, unable to help the rest of the team, for now. She might be okay with being a distraction but her voice would not stop.