The Clayman's Finale
Quickly, one of the golems was down. Their combined skills and proper team work was starting to work. Who would have thought that after all, they could take them down in a relatively simple way! Salia nodded to Lux’s words as she tried to be as little of a burden as possible, while still receiving his help when moving forward. She felt her leg was still good enough but not straining it too much was probably a good option, at least before being forced to fight properly. Who knew where a good reserve of energy might come in hand.
The fight was going on wildly with Maria rapidly engaging their foe. The sounds were clear as Lux and Salia herself were edging closer. “Move, move! I’ll catch up, don’t leave her alone!” Salia insisted to Lux that he should move on. She was too slow to catch up quickly but that did not mean he should not assist their comrade. He moved onwards but did not get far before encountering Adeline. Salia was then soon with them… and the battle right in front, too.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine!” Salia told Adeline as she, together with Lux, moved to the battle. Cold-based magic from her partner had saved Maria, and not it was time for Salia to do something. Her sword was the weapon she trusted more, and her speed, unparalleled. The answer was clear and putting more energy on her perfectly healthy leg, Salia launched an attack on the woman that had been attacking Maria. From far away, sword pointed forward. A piercing attack instead of a swinging one, clearly focused on speed. What a shame that she did not have a rapier, or she could have been even faster. Hopefully, using her DASH skill would be enough to hit their enemy. Salia was convinced it would be, as her eyes locked on the woman.
Free Billy
It was working!! Remia finally realised, at some point over the way, that what she was doing was working, and that some people were actually managing to escape or try to save others. It was good, very good in fact. Of course, not everyone was as lucky and Simon’s fate was something that made the girl feel rather sad. He might not have been very cooperative or too easy to work with… but he certainly did not deserve that, in her eyes.
Nathair’s reaction to her voice caught Remia off-guard, yet the face of the one that could have been a foe changed soon enough. And it was for the best, as she would have hated having to wrestle with him until he had realised she was a fried and not an enemy. Seeing his confusion start to fade a bit upon seeing her and noticing who she was, she smiled cheekily. “It’s me!!” although he would not hear her, but reading lips was easy enough from this distance, right?
In a few seconds, Nathair had prepared his own system to protect his ears and was delivering some sort of message to her on her arm, writing some letters… oh no. She had always been awful at that. That game where someone ‘writes’ something on your back with their index finger. She always got it wrong! This time, it was no different at first, but soon she noticed familiar letters and in the end, she got what he meant. She gave Nathair an unknowing look.
She had no idea where Arlette was. She could only hope she was within the group of people she had snapped out of the song’s effects… “Let’s look for her!” she mouthed in an exaggerated way so that Nathair could understand. She also used he left hand, extended on top of her eyes, to do a “search” motion. Surely, he would understand.
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
Ridiculous, just ridiculous. After everything that had happened and just as one would expect their problems were over, a dragon came. Not just a dragon coming onto a small group but rather, a dragon coming onto a small group that was almost in complete disarray. A group that might as well just go back home. Such was their current state. Diane opened her eyes upon hearing those sounds, still feeling absolutely dizzy. She was still kneeling down and as she tried to stand up, she had difficulties in doing so.
Their protective cage was gone after Fran had been unable to retain consciousness, and so the were cats had been lurking closer and closer now until they were essentially surrounded by them. Not a good sign. Either way, Diane realised she was in a relatively good state, considering what her partners looked like. She had to stand up, at least to look confident and, if not menacing, at least appear in control of the situation. Appearances could be important, sometimes.
Then, Cerberus’ voice reached Meena, who in turn relayed the message to Diane. That made her wonder… what where they for, in the first place? Her mind was foggy and she could not think straight. They had a mission, of course. And she had been tasked with… with what, exactly? The only thing her brain could think of was following orders, going with the flow, protecting others and casting her spells where necessary and applicable. Was that a side effect of interrupting one of her spells sooner than it was supposed to be done? Probably… yet, she could not even tell this was the reason. She could only deduce it.
Unfortunately, she was the one who would have to talk, or do something. “Greetings!” she took a step forward, trying to look as confident, safe and leading as she could. Her oddball personality might have been a nuisance sometimes, but her everlasting optimism and that personality made her good at faking all sorts of emotions, if only in a dramatic way. Subtle nuances were not something she was good at… but if she was right, a dragon would not notice those anyway.
“We came to… see what has been happening here with our own eyes!” A flat out lie. Or maybe it wasn’t. She could not remember, after all. “We want to learn as much as possible, and we are delighted that we have been able to meet you so we can work together!” she made a clear bow that would show respect… but she made it a point not to show submission with it.