Nadeline grinned at Wesley, adoring his cluelessness. She let out a light giggle, lightly prodding Wesley's cheek. "[b]Isn't it obvious?[/b]" She asked him, unable to really contain herself. "[b]It's at this point in time that he realizes that she's [i]the one[/i]." She sagely replied, nodding in approval. "[b]Mhm, mhm, from now on he will dedicate himself solely to her, and it gets to the point where just being around her is enough to left his spirits. Ah, young love, isn't it beautiful?[/b]" She gushed, letting out a rather quiet squeal of delight.

Emiri walked forward with Jaakuna, though she held a hand out to stop him as the familiar looking glyph appeared on the ground. The ghastly figure arose from the glyph, a horned skeleton grasping onto what looked like a blue skinned Hume woman. Its wing extended, lightly blowing the Mist around them. Emiri felt a slight chill, though held her sword at the ready. The thing freaked her out, really. The dude looked like something that belonged six feet under, and definitely lacked the more...mystical aspect that other Espers had. Even Cucucachoo seemed more...powerful for this thing. No, instead this Esper, Zalera, had a more devoid aura about it. Death incarnate, so to speak. She actually felt herself slightly trembling, tightening her grip on her blade. As she was about to make the first move, however, something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Several skeletons broke free of the ground, assembling themselves.

The shamaness bound to Zalera let out a terrifying screech, and Emiri was sure she would have cracked glass if any were around. Still, the skeletons became much more active after that, each wielding a weapon and pointing it at the party. "[b]Great, he's got friends.[/b]" She commented, stepping back a bit.