"It's nothing!" He snarled at Ralph. "I'm fine!"

Connor glowered at the aqueous wolf, clenching his fists of granite. His insides churned like a cement mixer, feeling an odd mix of intense rage and pure terror. Connor's golem core roared at him to get back and crush the wolf between his hands until it spat it's innards out of it's mouth. His smarter, feebler human mind told him that he would probably crack like an eggshell once the wolf seeped it's water into him. He was torn. The wolf had cut a tree in half. Could it cut a rock?

Connor watched as his allies attacked the wolf in various ways: shadows, fire, and even a couple of foxes arrived to assist them. He, on the other hand, had crushed a couple of trees and demonstrated that the wolf could cut wood in half as easily as it a butcher could cut meat. He hated feeling like no use to a team. Connor looked around, for anything. Spruce trees covered the countless acres of land, coating it like a blanket. Then there was the cave, but that wasn't much use.

Connor took a deep breath, and bended down, his hands touching the ground with ease. If he was too afraid to head-on attack the wolf, them he would be forced to use the objects around him as a weapons. Connor felt a massive, pressurized water blast scraping along his shoulder, and he almost fell over right then and there. Another blast shot his hip, and he actually physically cringed. He plunged two stone hands deep into the ground, and grunting, he began to pull upward, feeling his arms straining.

A pop rang throughout the air. [i]Was that a.. gun?[/i] Connor thought, glancing over at his allies. Sure enough, Tony clutched one in his hands. [i]Haven't seen one of those in a while.[/i]

Connor felt another blast, and it was enough to actually make him trip backwards. Luckily, he still managed to get just what he wanted. His two stone fists, had just managed to rip a piece of land out of the ground. A tightly packed chunk of land. It wasn't much for a 20 ft tall stone golem, only about the size of his head, but it would work for what he needed it for. He lifted it up, feeling the various coarse dirt and minerals through his fingers, and launched it at the wolf, to add onto Tony's boulder. Another water blast shot right by his head, and he felt himself gasp. Wait, did he just gasp?