Eldarin let out a sigh of relief as the shields collectively crashed to the ground. [b]"Good work Bronwick."[/b] He took another glug of golden blood to make sure he was ready for anything else that happened to show up, not trusting this place to give him a chance to rest. He grabbed began to drain the shield demon's stump, mentally preparing himself in case a surge of memories came forth again. Once that was finished he would pick his bow and shield. [b]"Ready to keep going?"[/b]