It was now just the golem and most of our group (excluding the princess), with Backstabs attempting some sort of complex back-handed manoeuvre. The thing ducked out of the way of the attack with piles of rocks clattering, swiftly spinning away from Robert's own attempts to harm it. Dorisma couldn't get a mark on it either, as it side-stepped several times with no indications as to what it was trying to do, aside from pure dodging. I personally flicked a knife in its general direction, convinced that I could somehow calculate where it was going to be. Instead, I was several meters off, my knife pinging off some rocks before phasing out of the air, and reappearing in the grip of my palm. "Damn, it's making a mockery of us!" I scowled, shocked at the fact a golem was probably doing parkour before we were even born. And unfortunately, I was convinced that the thing was going to prepare some sort of strike against us, or at least one of us - and it would hurt.