Paulie glanced at Jenso for a moment, and then back at the golem, before walking over to it slowly, clutching his lower abdomen. When he reached it, and looked down at its face, he cringed and placed a foot on its nearly annihilated body. "There's a sad sight," He spat, quite literally into the golem's face. The glob of spit froze immediately, and the bottom of his boot was slowly being covered in frost. He looked down and stepped off the golem immediately.
"My presumptuous attitude lead to this defeat, a sad sight indeed," The golem droned on, its voice fading in and out, "I feel like a human, to have erred so horrendously."
"Golems are no less flawed than humans, Gol-Ira," A serene feminine voice overtook the balcony, originating from the now-free meteor of Pharie. "Jenso? Orobo told me of your arrival... But I did not believe him when he said you could revive my meteor. He did not know of the golems..."
