"Quick, untie my ropes! This isn't like before!" Baharo frantically dodged the assault of the walking dead, screaming hysterically at Stan Sol.
"Untie my ropes too! I want to teach these dark-bound bastards a lesson!" Igor dodged left and right, yelling along. What was happening before his eyes tipped the scales in Igor's heart; he wouldn't feel right without a fight.
"Lord Witch, think of something! We can't just sit here and wait to die!" Musa, who had been silent all along, suddenly blurted out.
"I'm... thinking..." Witch Biggs was bewildered; she had never seen such a scene. Most of her life as a Wizard had been spent indoors with books. She could easily identify a plant or name a Spellcraft, but she had no ability to react to unexpected outdoor situations.
"Thank goodness for your Spirit Wall, or we'd all be done for," Axia sighed to Musa.
