Caelan was pretty done with this whole battle nonsense, and was almost debating leaving. He was a treasure hunter dammit, not some front line fighter in a war he knew nothing about. The fact he happened to be able to use magic was a convenient by-product, it didn't mean he could be conscripted into some fight and be expected to battle. Heh... Who was he kidding, even if he wanted to run he doubted he could. Onyx was really powerful, enough so that their entire group had to fight him and they were still struggling. The chances of him managing to get away without being killed were slim to none, standing and fighting would probably be the better option. He'd never been tried by another person like this before though, even when some partnerships had gone south in dungeons; Onyx was a whole different kind of enemy, one that it would only be too soon if he never encountered again. Smiling exasperatedly he looked down at his sliced up self, then around at the others to his sides. Everyone was pretty darn worse for wear and no doubt tired, but they were still fighting. He couldn't be the only person thinking like this, how it would be easier to flee and live another day. At this point in the fight they may as well finish what they started, or die trying. Heck, if they did win maybe he could get something for Onyx's armor.

Even with his own personal call to action out of the way there were others, namely Link, who were struggling to get into the fight. Demoko was doing a decent enough job in holding back Onyx yet there was no way he could win alone, everyone would have to pitch in. What more could he offer though? All he had was water and ice, and already those had proven not to do much against this behemoth of a man. Looking at his water pouch uncertainly Caelan jumped a bit hearing the crackling of lightning, confused as to where it was coming from for a second. In a brilliant show Demoko managed to bring Onyx down to his knees, electrocuting him to the point of utter paralysis. While great it hardly ensured their victory, and he was almost afraid even this tactic would fail. In a quick turnaround then Link finally found himself and began issuing orders to everyone, sounding more ready for the fight than before. So that was his part, just douse Onyx in water? Easy enough, but would it harm Demoko? Looking at the mechanical man Caelan only deliberated for a second, figuring that their ally knew the risks if there were any. Nodding to himself he channeled the last bit of his magic reserves and pulled out a stream of water, dousing Onyx quickly as well as Demoko. Should he freeze it as well, help hold Onyx in place? Shaking his head he finished his part of the job, stopping the flow as his body sagged some from exhaustion.