So they didn't know? Well Elim didn't really mind, he was mainly just curious. Olaf was still a bit of concern. Golems usually don't have emotions or possess the ability to speak. How was this construct acting as if it was alive, as if it had a soul? There was a bit of concern there, and as much as he wanted to get rid of that concern with a quick slash of his sword cloaked in Fire, he decided against it. He didn't seem like a threat for now, and the exact nature of whatever power created this creature was unclear. It could be something benevolent that placed a soul into it, so Elim wasn't going to attack based on an assumption. 

So with that they continued onward, Elim remaining silent unless someone went to speak to him specifically. He felt like there wasn't anything he could contribute to any conversation that happened on the way. The blue mage continued to go up the mountain until he saw what Jared was looking at. "Now that's some magic..." Elim was a bit awe inspired by it. A palace entirely made of ice. Not unheard of in his own world, but still awe inspiring whenever it was seen. There wasn't much time to wonder though as three figures began to move into the palace. 

"Good, some practice..." Elim drew his blade and began to run up the stairs, moving very swiftly despite the armor he wore. Of course his armor only looked somewhat heavy, whether it actually was was a different story. He was glad that the stairs were not slippery, so this allowed him to run more quickly, not needing to be bothered with keeping his pace to avoid slipping. Once up the stairs and inside of the palace he changed his blade into a bow, an arrow of fire forming on it as he pulled back an invisible string, his eyes scanning the area for the figures or listening for any sounds as he was already moving on ahead, not taking into account that the others may not move as quick as he did. If they did then good for them, they could help out.