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Ugh, that golem was being quite the nuisance. Casting all these nonsense spells in high hopes of killing her. Which, if Vixen wasn't careful, she might just find herself bordering death's brink. Oh, well, it was nothing terribly new. However, she had to be about her wits. Her heart was racing. She had one of those? Yeah, she did. It was telling her to run like hell. Her brain was telling her to fight though. Fight until there was nothing left of her. Everyone was gone; she only had herself. Combat that thing until one was dead. It was her mentality. Golems could be so very slow though. She didn't want to die. Not just yet. She still had unfinished business.

Getting her legs pumping, she avidly took off back the way she had come. The blade was still dripping off the blood, fresh and smooth. Briefly her mind wondered whether or not golems bled. Oh, wait, focus. The dark was so great for such an escape. There was no light to cast off her judgement and no other person to slow her down. Most would be clumsy in such settings, but Vixen was perfectly at ease. This is what she was made for. She could distinctly hear the large being's footsteps as it searched for her. She could make it though. She knew it.

Abruptly she came to the fork in which her and Skip had first split up. Why had she wanted to split up again? Vixen knew that she didn't exactly enjoy company, but she didn't particularly mind it either. After all, they were a sort of team right? Right. She would never own up to it publicy, though. She tore down the path she knew her two team mates had previoiusly taken. At the end was some kind of portal. The thumps rang through her ears. She jumped and hoped to make it.

What was this? There was this sudden rush of something in Vixen. She almost dared to think it was happiness, but then realized it could just as easily be hunger. So short lived. She walked to where the pair stood. She nearly wished to slap Skip for leaving, but then remember it was her decision to split.

"Can anyone heal me?"

What was with the light, too? It was interrupting her lovely escapades about in the dark. Except the part about her fleeing. That made her whole body shudder in light of her cowardice. It would be too long before she would truly appreciate her wise decision. Oh, yeah, maybe she should greet them too. Hmm.

"What are you two standing around for?"

That was close enough.

Conversation here was very tense. Well, Vixen could stand the silence, but if these two were going to awkward then she would have taken her chances with the golem. Awkward silence and conversations were the worst. They were jittery, confusing, and frustrating. She'd keep her mouth shut for a while. Vixen took the gyshal leaves and ate two for the time being. The rest she stowed away until at least after she checked out this disturbing light source.

Walking up the the annoying glare of bright light, she placed her hand in the assumed area and waited for whatever would happen. Ugh, these things were so disruptive. She'd learn to be grateful over time. Maybe.

Which was all the more reason to hurry along. Vixen looked between the two, took out two more gysahl leaves to devour, and began to walk slightly ahead. She would still have the ability to hear them well due to the resounding walls of the cavern, but at least it wasn't the full blast she would be hearing right amongst them. Vixen wondered slightly what would happen from this point. Hopefully more bloodshed. That seemed to be the only time none of them were getting themselves in trouble.

((Team 1))

[Which extra player would you like to control? I'll take one.]

...Preying mantis? Well...it was hrd to describe the best, for sure...but it definitely...was nothing either of them had seen before...

To be honest, its genius led itself to creative design. Whatever this creature could do, it could most likely do well. How did it look? Well...it was huge, that was for sure. It definitely towered over Risk, and he was a man of good stature. The beast also looked utterly fearsome, with a milky-white body, preying mantis-like body and enormous presence and drive. Everything seemed to be armored with a light exoskeleton, and its head bore a large green crystal that undoubtedly served some destructionary purpose. Not much could be made out about its head, which most likely sported a huge set of crushing teeth.

It looked much more real than any of the other baddies in the caverns, not to mention slippery skin...lubricated with what HAD to be real blood. It was from this point on that questioning the "virtual" reality of this place began to seem like a really good idea. That beast could absolutely crush ANYTHING it its path...caution was most likely avised. Heh.

Yep. Did I mention arms completely made up of full-force shredding power? Yeah. That too. It's kind of covered in the whole..."mantis" thing. And something else. Above the crown of its head was a small holographic image, the only thing taking this horrifying creature into the fantasy realm, where it belonged. The bright red mesage bluntly read...



No. 1 Lonarian Weapon. Fight to the DEATH.



A weakpoint, however. Its joints seemed to be a little weak...as if the thing was "built" in sections. Hm. Odd.


It would be tough, but with their powers in a good rhythm and flow, the ragtag group could certainly hold their own against the beast...


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[S, V, E, Ph]

((Team 1))

Skip switches to Invisa Form!

"Hold on, guys...I'll try to get a closer look at this sucker."


Skip is Auto-Observe.

[Too much happens at once. Bleh.]
Emerald pondered silently for a moment or two. Which would be the best way to approach this? So far she hardly knew anything about this beast. Perhaps she should wait until Skip came back with his analysis. That would prove of great use. How much time did they have before it made its move? She could always make time.

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