[center]Aëyr, selkie. Western Watch Tower.
Slippery, Stealthy, Endurance Training; running and aquatic conditions.[/center]
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Softly sliding to a halt beside where Abida had just finished slaying the last skeleton, Aëyr turned to face the rest of their companion in the fight. With the behemoth charging down on them and their targets standing somewhere off to the side, they were going to have quite some work ahead of them.

Aëyr was having some difficulty deciding the best course of action. With her great speed, she'd be perhaps most useful in one of two tasks: she could lure out the behemoth, allowing her companions to capture the girl; or she could go for the girl herself, and hopefully evade any attacks. As it stood, she much preferred the latter option, though she was not looking forward to facing the child's guardian, who seemed more than capable in a fight and ready to kill in order to protect his charge. A noble sentiment, all things considered.

[i]Perhaps our foes are not enemies, but merely obstacles. Perhaps they could be taken alive.[/i] Aëyr would certainly prefer [i]not[/i] to kill any being of sentience. Demons and undead were one thing, but these were [i]people[/i], though misguided.

"Abida," she said to the fellow former slave beside her, again swinging her sling in circles beside her as she made her decision. "The creature is distracted, and the man unseen faces away from us." The [i]whirr[/i] of her sling's orbit grew louder as its speed increased. "Shall we take the girl?"

Should she agree, she would charge towards the girl alongside the other woman, sling at the ready to strike Gustavo's legs from out beneath him should he notice them.

Otherwise, she'd perhaps need to do some [i]more[/i] planning.