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"Yes!" with the glaciate working, they were now frozen and unable to do anything for a time. Comet thought through the list of spells in her head, trying to think which of them would be most effective. Oh, wait. There was one. But should she really? She didn't want to kill them, senseless killing over small things she disapproved of. So that spell was out of the question.

Suddenly, the thought of it. She would need to get close up to them, ideally on their back, so they couldn't get her. But then there was the problem of the glass spikes. Comet summoned the water in her body, and planned to expel the water like a jet, and break all the glass spikes to pieces.

@Jotun

V-Chaos-Two waddled out from where they'd been sleeping, awoken finally by the commotion. They sat on their haunches and rubbed their eyes, watching the fighting before picking out his sibling and throwing up their arms in a cheer.

"You can do it!", they cried, "I believe in you Khavur, Bringer of uh... shadows! And darkness! And um... stuff!!!"

The little creature was bigger than the average dog now, but still small, smaller than Comet, definitely. They put their hands down and sat watching the fight like a tennis match, and quickly lay down, legs bunched up under them. They let out a yawn and lay their head on their paws again, head twitching from side to side with each movement, wincing and cooing when it was appropriate.

Hm, shouldn't Vargas intervene?

Chaos-Two paused and stood up, balancing on their hind legs before taking off on all fours, yelling his name, "DA- VARGAAAS!! THEY'RE FIGHTING IN THE TUNNEL! COME SEE!!"

- THE LEVIATHAN -

Vargas came in on swift strides, irritated at the interruption. He was planning, damn it. And now, yet again, these young things were encroaching on his work.

He rounded the corner and came to a halt, staring down.

Shards of glass; pools of water. The gentle tinkling of falling sand-formed-into-stone.

"WHAT," he demanded, in a bellow, "IS GOING ON HERE?"

There was little more to say.

Comet had been preparing to cast another spell and hopefully end this fight, when she heard a voice. "You can do it! I believe in you Khavur, Bringer of uh... shadows! And darkness! And um... stuff!!!" Her head turned to see a small animal, smaller than her even, which was something. It sort of looked like a goat? But not really? But the important part was that it was cheering for her opponent.

Her thoughts jumped to when Khavur had announced that this place was territory of SoS. Would more animals appear? And sure enough, the small goat thing called over someone named Vargas.

Then Vargas did appear, and he was HUGE. "Well, um," Comet mustered up her courage, which wasn't easy considering she was talking to, well, a huge beast. "We were fighting. Yeah."

@Jotun

Listening to the breaking of the glass shards was like music to her ears, although it would not last too long. All that Jotun had been attempting to accomplish with her magic was to push this stranger away or at the very least clear the field of dangers, lest someone get seriously injured. That had been successful in a limited fashion - as shown by the scattering shards across the ice.

The beast that had assailed the pair of them was not going to stop. If anything their continued struggle against him caused an uproar of malevolence, and this came to fruition as a fresh wave of glass shards rose up through the earth and punctured the thinner sections of Comet's ice sheet. A few smaller shards embedded themselves in to Jotun: she loosed a bellow as these thorn-like objects penetrated her thick hide along her haunch.

It hurt. She had never hurt before, and did not like it. Her reaction was entirely knee-jerk in quality: funnelling all of that hurt and that spark of rage in to her stone, then directing the brunt of that energy towards the monster with a full-blast of dispersion. Unfortunately her rage was counter-intuitive; Jotun could not summon enough energy to properly cast the spell with her mind so distracted. The energy flooded through her and then hit a wall of adrenaline before dispersing to nothingness.

The failure was well timed, as someone new came bursting on to the scene with a roar of their own. This new monster was immense. Jotun shot them a haughty look and braced herself for more danger, presuming this loud creature was just as unlawful and antagonistic as its precursor. As long as her friend Comet was safe, nothing else really mattered.