[h3][color=#66b2b2]ARIA: THE PROTECTOR[/color] | The Mavericks[/h3][sub]Reporting to: Billy Black[/sub][hr] [sub][@ERode][@OwO][@Majoras End][@BrokenPromise][/sub]

[indent][b][color=#66b2b2]"..."[/color][/b]

With the entire battleground in chaos, it was this particular section that could have almost been mistaken for a still image. As if sucked into a trance, the suit of armor stood there for a little while, unmoving, staring at the ground that the young magi's skull now bled into. A deep web of red seeped out from the point of impact, and the titan could not look away. With thoughts gone, its hand clutching at its heaving chest, and expression unseen, it was anyone's best bet what the Protector was thinking. 

[b]”Maybe you’d like to see what those kids can do when freed from their mortal vessels?”[/b]

[color=#66b2b2][i]No.[/i][/color]

The complete absurdity of that sentence and the visible 'souls' sinking into the ground snapped it out of its trance. It allowed the Protector time to spot enormous barrels falling into separate directions. Unfortunately, with the distance between them, it wasn't able to get to Klava in time to shield her from the impact. It cursed inwardly, thinking as fast as it could with its mind now racing to act. With a heavy clatter of metal and no plan of getting hit, the sentinel immediately set off in a run towards Apollo and the... remaining kids.

With an awfully tight grip, it managed to pick up its spear on the way, which soon began to emit a vivid blue light as it moved as fast as it could to stand between the barrel and its ally. And this time... it was sure it didn't want to see more children hurt. Not by its own hands, nor by the enemy.

With a horizontal swipe, it released the bolt of blue light collected inside the spear at the barreling container, infusing it with the sentinel's mana. The Protector then swung at the barrel like a batter, using all of its force to hit and direct the thing right back at Gunther. Once it was a close enough distance to the strange creature, the Protector would raise its shield, absorb back the blue light from the barrel, and thus return the keg to its original mass.

The suit of armor glanced back once to check if Apollo was alright before turning its gaze away. [b][color=#66b2b2]"...Let's not fight any more. We can settle this without more lives lost."[/color][/b] The exhaustion in its deep, tin-canned voice was evident. It inwardly prayed once more-- not for a melody this time, but rather, for the young magi to rethink their decisions thus far.
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20 | Female | The Freelancers | Guardian
Protector's Treaty | Spear, Shield | Arcane | Aegis
Protector's Stronghold | Shelter 
Protector's Mandate | Gravity | Fortification 
[Weightless, Suspend] Transplace, Restrain, Reflect, AoE, Damage X, Shield

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B  | 500
PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 500

[Bronze Touch + Weightless = -32] = 264/500 Remaining

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