[center][h3][color=green]Lewa[/color][/h3][/center]

Lew and Rayne turned out to be a good team, able to effectively rescue and reunite any trapped -or just separated- villagers they came across. Though the latter’s teleportation spells might have trivialized all such endeavors on paper, not everyone they discovered needed to be spirited away to safety, while others needed to be extracted before the Witch Knight could work her magic, so Lewa had plenty to do.

If anything, the hard part wasn’t the work, but making sure that the terrified and/or traumatized villagers knew they had nothing to fear from him. Highly-saturated emerald green might not be the most intimidating color to be decked out in, Lewa’s size, presence, and inherent otherness spooked them plenty. The toa had his hands full trying to assure everyone he rescued of his best intentions, since in the heat of the moment his actions might not speak for him. In his own world, every matoran gazed upon toa with instinctive trust, borne from the countless legends of their heroic guardians. Here, not so much. Since that Varst mistook him as something called a ‘golem’, Lewa could only assume that beings like him in this world must be dreaded weapons of war. That, or these poor people had suffered enough that they saw everything new in terms of potential threat.

Well, Lewa couldn’t really blame them considering what happened. If they were afraid of him, it was up to him to change that, one smile, one gentle word, and one extended hand at a time.

Not everyone was content with being saved, though. One man freed from a room whose door had been barred by falling supports went not in the direction of safety, but toward the surrounding woodland. With the village almost totally combed over at this point, Lewa jogged after the preoccupied-looking fellow. Rayne asked where the lone worrier was headed, and for now Lewa couldn't offer her much of a reply. "That's what I intend-plan to find out!"

After a few moments he caught up his his target, approaching from the side so as to not take him by surprise. “Where to now, friend? More foes could be laying in wait, why not seek safety in group-numbers?” As it turned out, the man couldn’t rest until he’d made sure that his family was safe. Lewa nodded in understanding, not intending to obstruct the man in his quest to find his loved ones. “Well then, allow me to join-guard you! The trees are my home, and I have never failed to escort-bring a companion home safely!”

Even if the fellow objected, there wasn’t much he could do to stop Lewa or his cordial gallantry. The toa tagged along with his new companion as he headed back into the forest, not hovering too closely, but staying near enough that he could both cover more ground in their shared search and leap to the organic’s defense if the need arose