[center][b]The Clayman's Finale[/b][/center]

In the chaos, she had forgotten about the researchers. They were in absolute panic, hollering about leaving the place instead of pushing forward as Salia suggested. Instinctively she agreed with them- this place was too dangerous. What could they possibly do when they reach Dr. Valenci? Her hesitation was broken by Sonneillon, who said, "A spirit named Ladon has contacted me. A White Queen is here, with reinforcements. It recommends to continue our mission."

"The White Queen?!" Adeline exclaimed, flabbergasted. The situation was far more dire than she had thought. The Library did not mobilized its Queens for minor squabbles. "Why the hell did Liaison send us in here when they were going to dispatch a Queen?"

Salia shouted at the researches to calm them down. She couldn't tell how convinced they were, but it had to do. 

 "Sonneillon, please protect our backs as we move back!" the woman added. Sonneillon merely looked in Salia's direction, as if she had said something utterly idiotic. Adeline rolled her eyes. "Put me down. Now!"

Her spirit abided, planting her gently on the ground. Adeline looked up at the giant monster. When had she gained the courage to look into its inky darkness? Sonneillon was a nightmare of a beast, but it had done nothing but protect her through countless dangers. Somewhere along the way it had gained her trust.

"Grab the researchers instead. Keep them safe. And follow Salia's request!" she ordered, and ran to keep up with Salia. They hadn't covered much distance before a man's voice hailed them from a distance. The White Queen's reinforcements, she presumed. Adeline did not recognize the voice but Salia did, responding cheerfully. From a corridor a man with blonde, spiky hair appeared, his longcoat flapping behind him as he ran. Her spirits lifted slightly at the addition of another holder.

"Alright then, let's press on!"