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Where was Adam going?

The thought kept repeating again and again as the man ran away from the platform, the explosion earlier! Was he directed or was he acting on his own? Did it matter? He had half expected that something like this would happen, backstabbing was one of the Marquis's favorite moves for a reason. But now with Adam going there... should he support him? Unbidden his hand went to the handle of the anchor before he tore it away.

No, not yet.

Instead, he refocused on the battle, Kass was holding but Zell was worrying, they hadn't managed to get the materials for the ritual again and the sword was obviously affecting him. It made him angry, now it would be harder to separate him from that fucking thing. 

"Agh!"

He felt himself flinch as the man closest to him was downed in an instant, an arrow sticking from one of his eyes, still open in horror. The bile rose from his stomach but was pushed down thanks to the experience half of him possessed, distraction was death and he couldn't afford to lose more people. 

Then it happened in an instant, some unseen point tipped and more towers made contact, melee units advanced and the fighting became furious. Now the lives of his friends were being targeted. 

It was time.

Both hands went to the handle of the anchor with his holy symbol grasped tightly.

[color=6ecff6]"I call to you Lord Undaya, Ruler of the seas and King of the ocean, bestow upon us your blessing, to be as cold and unwavering as you are in the deep below!"[/color]

Once, twice the anchor hit the platform, a simple tap but he could feel the ripples of faith, similar to throwing a rock in a lake. It was the third trap that saw his anchor striking the floor of the platform with considerable force, sending the generated ripples of faith towards each of his party members, he hadn't noticed it before but with the last days learning of Hacking some things started to make sense with context, now he could guess the party system ingrained in their Crystals was helping guide his Blessing towards his party members almost effortlessly.

He just hoped they received it in time.

His attention returned to the fighting, and his Light Beam joined the magic being thrown around, they were close to another tipping point, he could feel it. 

Now they just had to resist.