[center][h3]Kelvin[/h3][/center]

Chaos. It was the only word to describe it. Kelvin slowly backed away when the hordes of enemies came crashing through, the majority of them ignoring their small group. Their seer had been right on this account. The separate voices were creepy on any account, but he couldn’t say that the firepower wasn’t appreciated. Their paladin managed to get himself buried- Kelvin had hung back with the others, it was suicide to join that mosh pit. Their midget managed to work his way back, from who knows where, and then suddenly the horde of enemies realized where all this magic was coming from. Kelvin went to one knee and brought up the auto crossbow, aiming at chest height and released five rounds from his clip into the crowd, cranking it back up quickly after each shot. As he loosened his belt pouch and began to reload, he called to their littlest warrior. [b][color=DodgerBlue]”Oi, kid! Fight ‘em back from us! We are going to need some time!”[/color][/b]

That said, he turned and moved back, taking up a kneeling position just in front of Alula as he finished reloading, before releasing another round of shots into the crowd- and went back to reloading. [b][color=DodgerBlue]”Care to see a way out of this for us, your majesty?”[/color][/b] Kelvin slid his pack to the side long enough to extract a stick of dynamite, sliding it into a belt pouch. Just in case.