[b][center]Will 'o the Piper[/center][/b]

[i]“His face, his beautiful face!”[/i] Medusa screeched after seeing Charles' condition. 

“He isn't yours, bitch.” Sigmund mumbled under his breath, though not loudly enough to overpower his spirit's voice. Still, Sigmund sure hoped Charles was in a position to follow his plan. While the rook appreciated confidence, he hoped the unusual knight wasn't too cocky to overestimate his abilities... “See the red one not caring about hitting his little henchmen? We're going to get him close to the blue one.” Sigmund suggested, “You're jumpy one, and I got this.” He said, while simultaneously summoning his shield. “You lure the blue one here, I'll keep the red bastard busy.” Seeing how his opponents were afoot and not intending to give them quarter, Sigmund quickly shouted; “Get busy!” 

Sigmund activated his provoke skill to lure the red oni near him... Which should get the kappa off him for a while. This was a risky strategy, but somehow Sigmund knew that, especially with their wounds and the blue oni still hanging back, a prolonged battle wouldn't be in their favour...

[b][center]Free Billy[/center][/b]

The water seeping in the beast's mouth was of no consequence to Eowyn's resolve. She tore her stonetooth sword through flesh and skin; spilling blood and scorching the monster's inside. Her mind was set on complete destruction; gushing the beast's own (now searing) innards down it's throat; and boiling it's blood... Death would be imminent for at least one of the two monsters...