[i]You said might, keyword Ignis. Doesn’t mean you’re always right after all.[/i] Helen pointed out. 

She had been intent on making it to the back exit. Her hand gloved each child’s, though she felt the boy possibly struggle a bit, while she lead them. However her path was denied when someone took a rough grip about her arm and jerked around the bar end. It took a few moments to realize who had pulled her about when the very man who had tried to rudely interrupt Alan and his friend, now huddled down with her and the children behind the bar.  

Helen gave him a scowling frown, even if he made a good point, and bit her tongue. The fight however went on, unable to influence the outcome as she listened to the fight. Sounds of ice shattering, shots, shouts, and dying started to remind her of the conflicts when she was a medic in the army. It made her skin crawl to think about it as she watched Kuro draw a black powder grenade forth and set it in front of her. Her eyes widened in discomfort as she recognized the make, model and pure destruction of the thing he set before her. 

[color=pink]“Fine,”[/color] She said then reached for it, her eyes on the boy should he consider pulling another rifle stunt. 

The other man crab walked back to the other end of the bar and possibly back into the fight. Something she rather not to do as she huddle the children close, her hand ensuring the grenade didn’t go off, while eyeing the door. So worried and focused, she barely noticed her husband slip up beside until she nearly jumped from her skin. Her body jerked and eyes jerked to spot his familiar dark eyes shooting Kuro a venomous look.  

His question came too late when she realized the pin device had started out, dangling half way out in her reaction.

Adonais hands shot out to cover her own, deftly slipping the pin back into the mechanism. He took the destructive device from her hand, cradling it gently and spoke. [color=00aeef]“Its alright. Its just me. We’ll get out of this.”[/color] Normally he might’ve modified the weapon on the spot, but for the moment he just held it, ready to use should the situation get worse.

[color=pink]“I think that answers your question, Luv…”[/color] Helen said softly, more to herself then her husband. 

The violence seemed to have died down when the summoner and his spirit had been defeated. She felt Nahor, Sira and even Ignis seemed pleased with the job while the man and his spirit crumbled under every surrounding gun. Slowly Nahor had trotted his way toward her, his heat wafted alongside the water creating steam over his outline. His nostrils snorted while the mist started to clear just a bit. Relaxing a bit, the doctor began to pull upright with the children in toll. She noted Alan making his way to his friend while he kicked the man off, his revolver pointed at the fellow’s face and in the attacker’s hesitation received a shot. The sound echoed and Helen flinched in reaction. [i]Thanks Alan, he didn’t really need that and you made more work for me. Thanks..[/i] She chided the man in silence. 

[color=pink]“That was too easy-”[/color] Helen began before the barkeep popped his head up and spoke. 

It seemed a sign for more trouble when the front door swung open with a loud bang and in walked the very same man. Only difference was he wasn’t dead. His lips smirked while he spoke in an irritating, cheerful tone about his ‘demise’. His hand reached in for a pistol and withdrew it, most of everyone’s ammo been fired, with ease. Bang. Her head turned to the rear and again, Walkins walk in. With a steam repeater rifle. 

[color=pink]“Oh, sweet spirit alive!”[/color] Helen shouted as she and both children once more huddled behind the bar just when the rifle went off toward Alan and his friend. 

Her head jerked upward at the sound of ice materializing. The ice spirit loomed over her and stared down at the foursome, its arm growing long and pointed like icicle spears. Its arms raised then rushed forward with the intention on impaling her. Helen naturally thought of the children first. Her arms shoved them from harms and her body rose up, trying to edge away. She wasn’t fast enough. Ignis’ shouting roared in her head but her eyes only saw the points coming down at her.  

[color=pink]"Shit.."[/color]