Garnet did not really approve on their stances, she did not understand their stresses, and based on what she heard, she wasn't sure she'd have stomached the idea of what he went through... Though she did not entirely agree with either attitude, they seemed to fall for the mission beyond it... This made some form of comfort... But upon addressing Hitori, she whispered to him. "No, he is just surrounded by people who refuse to understand." Garnet shook her head before dressing in her white robe. "Let us be rid of this place, shall we gentlemen?" She bowed her head before Karn approached, though she did not shake her head, there was immense disapproval in her eyes... She walked beyond her with no exchange of words, and like Dren, she sought out Cassius... But what she saw made her pleasantly surprised.

"Yeah! You're getting the hang of this! Just use a bit more of your hips in each swing!" Blank smirked as Cassius moved like a spinning top with his cutlass. Garnet let out a giggle. 

"Hehe! Mr.Svent. This is a nice change of attitude. I thought you'd surely be done with these people. But even they seem to know how to raise your smile to some extents. Though if I do say so myself, the fighting style of a dancer fits your nimble nature." Garnet chuckled. "Hello Mr.Dren." Garnet courteously bowed her head to him. 

Blank jumped back and wiped the sweat from his face. "You're not bad. But keep it up and you can meet mastery in just weeks. Use your body more with your arm, and you could even roll around strikes." Blank twirled his broad sword. 

Cassius removed his helmet, there was an awkward smile. "Well... I feel literally ridiculous, but... it is a nice work out."
"That's the spirit. Now you have a way of venting frustrations by turning that stress into dance." Blank chuckled as he helped Cassius stand straight by grabbing his shoulders. 

"Heh... The Dancing Knight would make the ballet of ages." Garnet grinned slightly. "Though... if I had to critique your form? You're adept at best, which is more than the Knights of Pluto. But... if you wish to use a more... heavy swing... use your elbow, outreached with a firm rotation, you'll get around most defenses and end up behind them... like switching places... But this Spring you saw? It must be down this past seeing the flayed Goblins..." Garnet moved her hood down. 

"Quite the teacher you could be, ey Princess?" Blank grinned. 
"Trained by Beatrix of Alexandria herself... But I would not say I am more than an Adept... But more than capable of holding my own, more so then they could hold their liquor."

"Must be a natural then." Cassius grinned... 
"Heh. You'll be one yourself at this rate... But she seems more into heavy swings... You just don't have that firmness she does." Blank let go of his shoulders before turning to the trail. 

Cassius looked to Dren. "I'm honestly surprised you stayed. But I appreciate you being here. I'm guessing they spoke profanities while I was gone...?" 

"Heh. I would be too if I was in their shoes watching you flay these goblins." Blank grinned before walking forward. 

"Goblins or not, you have many advantages in a woodland... easy to burn and smoke out... and twice as easy to perform a kill from the shadows." Cassius put his helmet on before seeing a rather large goblin emerge from the trees. It was far bigger than those they encountered up to this point... and it wore armor strange as that sounded... in it's right hand it held a mighty club, and in the left it held a hatchet...

"Ifrit... I call upon your power." Cassius verbalized before drawing what looked like a glyph... Unlike Traditional magic circuits that stayed around the caster till discharged, this sent fire spraying out of his hand where the Glyph was. The Sparks caused a burning effect to the armor; it looked as if scorched in embers. 

Garnet had already began channeling magic, a ring appearing around her indicating it was a level one spell of four. "Maybe this will dent it..." What seemed like a pile of rocks was sent soaring into the Goblin's helmet, it barely scuffing it's ear, causing some form of shredding. 

Blank dashed forward, slashing at the scorched armor, somewhat scratching it... The density seemed to have been altered by the sparks of heat. "Providing support." Cassius followed up, spinning with the cutlass like a top, again, only scratching the armor... Upon finishing he went to the left side of the Armored foe; range would be their best advantage as a team.