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

“I thought these things were supposed to be tough.” Lux grinned smugly. After all the horror stories he'd heard about the golems, he just couldn't help but feel good about himself for doing such a number on them. The golem was acting weird and whatever it was; something inside of it was malfunctioning. He put Salia back down, allowing her to stand on her own two feet, or foot, whatever was possible for her. 

“I think we found our selves a good chance to see how these things work.” Lux replied to the rook's question, as he cracked his fingers. “If they're as much trouble as I heard, cracking one open might give everyone a fighting chance, or a morale boost.” He explained, and within minutes Lux was summoning the vapor again, but this time localising it around the golem and mixing it with a bluer haze. Between the dense greenhouse and cold frost mist spells, Lux would (unknowingly) follow the example of Valenci's spirit a few floors below them and encase the golem in a large block of ice. After all, if his greenhouse had been powerful enough to make the clay conduct electricity, certainly he could make it expand with ice and cold... Without a doubt making it weaker.

“I don't have a tool to do the surgical part, though.” Lux said devilishly, as he smiled Salia with daring look in his eyes, “Would you do me the honour of cutting this thing open?”

[b][center]Will 'o the Piper[/center][/b]

Sigmund, unfortunately, was not so receptive as to understand Charles' words. He was in a daze, unable to think clearly, or even at all. He was in a state of complete obedience to his own spirit and could only reply a strange sensation that commanded him to stay put. They'd been Medusa's orders and as if his own will numbed, Sigmund simply listened.

Medusa, still shaking and recovering from her outburst, had one predatory instinct pass the torch to the next when Charles and Sophia bolted off. After commanding Sigmund to stay where he was, Medusa ran after the knight and his spirit. “Wait, stay with me, Charles! I need you too!” Medusa shouted, although her ability to control her own emotions left to be desired and although meant to come across like a plea, Medusa's voice had an aggressive ring to it. “Please come back!”