[color=39b54a]"Everything?..."[/color] Irvine tilts his head then looks over to Argentina, Shela & Ceres.  He then turned and faced the masked man. [color=39b54a]"Well I do hope that's exaggeration."[/color]  Irvine smirked as he turned towards the cages, giving a moment for what he said to sink in before turning back. [color=39b54a]"Wait... even this?"[/color] Irvine motioned towards the shadow hilt and the blade swiftly extended outward towards the masked man.  At the same time, a new mimic came from behind with a small knife as it lunged the knife forward towards his back.  Both attacks merely distractions as Irvine's shadow wrapped a thin, protective layer around his neck.  In the distance within the open cage a third mimic was prying at the collar around Shela's neck.  It didn't need to break it off, nor did it imply to.  It just needed to cause it to crack, find a weak point to make it no longer fit for purpose, but not so badly rendered that its broken purpose, whatever may be was obvious.[@The One]