Malkai stood alone, as he often did. It was a force of habit really; even when he was hired to do guard work he often just did things himself. He lacked the... Discipline to handle cooperation. It made him a funny druid in a way; you'd expect these nature types to be better at harmonizing. But Malkai was different. His aspect of nature represented the more... Wild side. The parts that didn't make sense. Things that were barely understood. For the longest times, intellectuals would consider animals to be one of the least intelligent types of creatures. And it had some merit; you don't see wolves make their own homes, or birds farm. But just because they lacked a human or elf's higher intelligence, doesn't mean they were stupid or predictable. Wolves have adapted to humanity and worked alongside them; that is why they have become dogs. Even birds have learned that civilization has more food for them than the forest would. A bear knows they aren't the king of the forest, and those who are aware of this live longer. Being part of nature doesn't mean one has to live in harmony with it. It means to adapt to your surroundings.

And in this instance, Malkai had to adapt to the team. A Gargoyle came and shouted at him, but he was unimpressed. perhaps if the creature had surprised him in the dark he may have jumped, but seeing them come to life and knowing what their intentions were, he had already willed himself against their fearful effects. It charged at Malkai and he slashed his axe at it in interception. His blow was solid, but he could see his axe barely make a scratch in it's stone skin. The gargoyle then knocked Malkai away with a heavy blow of his claw, slashing into his chest. It was painful and deep, but nothing that would kill Malkai immediately. He snorted in resentment, regretting that he didn't put on his armor prior to entering these halls.

Standing up at the ready Malkai knew that just slashing at the stone beast wouldn't work. While he was certainly strong, he wasn't as strong as Catarina and didn't have a magical weapon to boot. His battleaxe, while well made, was entirely mundane. He needed something... Heavier. That's when Catarina called out for his help. It seemed that while Catarina herself wasn't in too much trouble, Vivian was cut off from the group and had two gargoyles approach her. Sighing, Malkai sheathed his axe. [color=00a651]"Then there is no need for me to hold back any longer. Witness me!"[/color]

Malkai's body glowed with green energy. In a blinding light, faster than anyone could stop, Malkai's body grew from his imposing humanoid form into that of a [url=http://pre12.deviantart.net/3d15/th/pre/f/2015/008/1/d/sandsteppe_mastadon_by_jameszapata-d8d2fp2.jpg]mastodon[/url], otherwise known as an elephant. However unlike your usual elephant, a mastodon's tusks were larger, more numerous, and much deadly. They were akin to scythe blades, tearing apart any foe that was unfortunate enough to be in his path. His massive form utterly dwarfed the gargoyles, who themselves were larger than either Vivian or Catarina. Additionally, Malkai's own mask had changed it's shape, yet maintained it's general appearance, to fit the face of his new form. His monstrous wooden mask was now bigger and covered the eyes and part of the trunk, with the previous jawline now wooden ornaments around his new and more mighty tusks. 

In this form Malkai charged through the gargoyles in his path, trampling them underfoot if they didn't dodge. His charge was furious, and thanks to his tusks granting him great reach the gargoyles could not intercept him without risking impalement. And while his tusks weren't any more magical than his axe, Malkai was far, far stronger in this form. He could quite easily pierce the stone skin of the gargoyles through force alone, and indeed, that was his intentions as he attempted to gore the gargoyle that separated Catarina and Vivian.

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All the while Falchion went to find the chalice. He was still invisible thanks to the snap leaf token, and as long as he didn't take any offensive actions he could remain invisible for a few minutes. During this time Falchion had one job to do, and one job only: Get the chalice. He was strong enough that he could pick it up and carry it away, but he had to find it first. And hopefully it wasn't in the hands of a gargoyle. Falchion's eyes pierced through the darkness to find the Chalice of Silence, and perhaps what became of Jarvis. It's not as if the bird could help, but it may be worth telling Malkai when they meet up.