[b][u][centre]The Clayman's Finale[/b][/u][/centre]

Salia listened to her companion as he explained everything he knew about these flowers… if the paperwork was right, which it should be, she thought. Lux flicked his fingers and a rather hot, humid mist spread around them… and seemingly across the whole place. Soon, she was finding it hard to even see where she was going, and that was bothering her. At the same time, that ‘weather’ effect was making her body feel slightly better. Hot temperatures had always been comfortable for her.

“He-hey!!” she made a small shriek as all of a sudden, as Lux lifted her off her feet. She was not expecting it and because of her personality, she had never relied too much on others. Even less so when it came to having physical contact with them… and to mention a man lifting her like she was some sort of damsel in distress, it made her feel somewhat awkward… However, she still held on to Lux and it felt somewhat natural.

And then, the man started running with lightning from his hand burning whatever it touched… the garden became a burning hell in a matter of seconds. But Salia kept wondering, would the golem react to their presence? Her worries became true as she heard it begin moving… but she sighed in relief as it soon became obvious it was not working well, falling over and over again. “You’ve… damaged it?!” she was impressed. 

“Should we finish it here or just move on?” Salia asked Lux. A part of her told her they’d better do a good job and move steadily but safely and be done with the golem. However, it was not as if they had much time so maybe it was wiser that they simply went on, taking advantage of the golem’s situation… and hoping it would not strike their backs later on. 

[b][u][centre]Free Billy[/b][/u][/centre]

A relieved look from Arlette and a sudden shriek from Mime. “Huh?!” Remia was confused. And of course she would be since those were the very worst decisions in her opinion. Making a loud noise in the middle of a mission and split the group in a rather suspicious way. Not to mention the fact they were actually being split by someone who was leading them away… What on Earth was going on anyway?

“Shh!!” was the only reaction she could think of, one that probably Mime wasn’t expecting anyway. Remia did not take Mime’s apparently panicked reaction as anything offensive but rather as something extremely confusing. It was clear that whoever the woman with Mime and Arlette was, she was not comfortable with Remia following them, which only made Remia feel more suspicious. Lancelot insisted they captured the woman to make her talk but the holder would have none of that.

“Just what is going on here?! I thought we were companions! Friends, even!!” After all that had happened on their last mission, and the help they had given them, and now Mime was behaving like that… why? But the crowd was now getting louder as a big tank with an equally big fish inside was being moved. People were giving space for those moving said tank, and the attention was focused on that and those that were on the stage.

[b][u][centre]Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon[/b][/u][/centre]

And suddenly, things happened. Quite a few, in fact. Blades coming from their foe’s skin and it trying to wrap itself around Emily… those blades looked particularly nasty in such a situation. And Fran was so far unable to release herself from those chains that were trapping her. Soon she was made to fall over and no long after that, Eight and Valor were battling with Fran as the unwilling battlefield. 

Now, Diane had a tough decision in her hands. What to do? She HAD to do something, but how, and who to focus on? The girl was panicking and that caused her to stop singing at some point, with the effects of her magic vanishing from Emily. Of course, she could always start singing again and in fact she figured she may be able to do something by helping someone else… maybe!

It was a long shot, but it was worth a try. And she had an idea… they were in a desert after all. Diane knelt down and grabbed two fistfuls of sand and threw them in the air just as she began her second song of the day… the Sugar Polka which was way too cheery for the moment, yet its marked rhythm pumped her own self. If she was right, her mind would be fooled by her own activities and see the sand she had thrown in the air as just more sugar like the one her spell made appear. She launched her attack towards Sean. The small grains of sugar could get where other attacks couldn’t…

Of course, this was what she wanted. Not hit him hard enough, as he was protected so this song would be useless. But as the grains went past Sean’s safest spots and into the weakest ones, it was time for Diane to use something new that she had not used yet. She felt a bit aghast but the Active Sweet Explosion! held her best chance now. The sugar grains that came with the spell would explode now, and if they were past Sean’s defences, they could deal a big amount of damage! At that moment, Diane felt the magic surge through her body and realised that stopping was not an option anymore. Magic had been unleashed and she almost felt how her mouth moved on its own and she continued singing, directing more and more of her sugar-y projectiles towards Sean. That was how she hoped to help everyone!!