Max answered his phone, found Mithias on the other end asking what he had found out. Max shrugged, a gesture that was lost over the phone. "As far as we can tell, it's an amateur who got lucky with a spell that's a hodgepodge of different schools. I've got texts on cyromancy, animating objects, enchanting armor. . ." His brow furrowed as he thought about all the manga. Mecha. People riding inside giant robots. Of course. It all fit together.

"Guys, I think there's a kid inside that golem, wearing it like a giant suit of armor. He likes those Japanese comics, it must have given him the idea. I've tried to destabilize his spell, so that might weaken his battlesuit a little. Maybe he can be reasoned with."