*Weapons on page 468*Disasterchild said:*Puce yelled as a bat winged Succubus, formed completely out of ice, barged into the Canteen, screeching, only to be decapitated by Aftan's bladed Tonfa.*
"To the Hangar! Our flames will do us more good on the main monster, not these insects!"
On cue, the 'battle-face' of the mute warrior shown, and he reached into the Weapon Wheel, drawing out Spiked Wisdom while sheathing his normal blade. The mace had a shorter reach, which would aid in keeping his allies safe. That and the magic would prove to be useful. Angelus, on the other hand, drew her fire into her hands. Without any visible cues, the duo began to start tearing into the icy beings; mace and flame coming together in a smooth natural moment. The dragon kept her back to the warrior as they began to clear a path to their destination. The duo ducked and weaved between one another in fluid movements; never stepping on one another or tripping. Simple, flaming efficiency. To onlookers, it almost resembled a dance.