After his surprisingly ineffective attack on the golem, Baron hit the ground with an inelegant roll, displacing his bionic arm. Moved away from the joint, the piece of robotic equipment hung limp at his side, still clutching the cane tightly. When the golem began spawning smaller minions, Baron found the presence of mind to retreat towards the brunt of his group. 

He gave a grim look to Mithias as he jogged by the vampire who apparently found it more prudent to make a phone call than actually assist in the fight. Shrugging as he made his way back to the Pit, a rather nice sanctuary. Even nicer a sanctuary after Cassandra cast her spell and erected wards around the area. He frowned as she recited her incantation. [color=9966cc]"That's right, stop them with the power of rhymes."[/color] He said, chuckling slightly. His eyes danced with glee as he watched the miniature golems bounce uselessly off of the flaming wards. 

His eyes shifted across the battlefield, from Drake's all too happy onslaught to Mithias'... what was it that vampire was up to? At some point, it was hard to tell when, the vampire had made his way to the protective wards as well, still conversing on the phone. Baron didn't listen too carefully to the man, as he himself was busy formulating a plan. The plotting was interrupted as Mithias described their enemy as 'a kid in a suit', then proceeded to decide the best plan was to 'seduce' it. Perhaps the words had taken on new meaning since Baron's time?

Baron shifted his bionic arm back into place as he watched Mithias be faced with a brutal attack from all ends. Death by a thousand cuts to one end, death by train wreck to another. [color=9966cc]"I can't believe he thought that would work..."[/color] Baron chided, taking action nonetheless. His tentacles flared out from behind him, sporting orange and blue glow from the interior. Though they shone far more brightly than the beginning of the day, they moved more erratically and flickered in and out of existence with much more frequency. 

As soon as the golem pulled back his arm for a monster of a hook, Baron raised his sword and let loose a loud whistle. His tentacles exploded with light -in their place stood a trio of ghostly figures that glowed with arcane energy. A wolf, fox, and weasel, each pulsing with blue, purple, and orange light respectively. Not hesitating, the ethereal animals leapt into action, charging down the golem. The wolf plowed through as many of the miniature golems as it could before taking too much damage and exlopding in a burst of uncontrolled energy within their midst. The fox and weasel charged on, weaving just around Mithias to leap directly at the fist of the golem to take the blow in his place.