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[center][color=crimson]Location:[/color]Some random alleyway.[/center][center][color=crimson]Interacting With:[/color]Judge, creepy shadow things, Sala & Vala, Guthrie, Vamon.[/center]

Spencer feared for her life when the creature trudged in her direction. The sheer levels of terror the creature seemed to inflict were similar to other trials she had faced before. And, much like in those trials, Spencer herself found that she didn't have the courage to do anything. 

She issued prayer and waited, as the beast drew closer and closer, tightly gripping her sun stone as though the tighter she gripped the object, the beast was more likely to go away. Much to her surprise, and perhaps luck, it shifted it's attention to another before it got too close, the sweet, gentle sizzle of acid burning into the ground, dripping from the creature. Though it didn't hold much of an effect, it was enough for the creature's rage be issued at another. Perhaps it was her also withholding the light of her sun stone, which now produced a mere warm glow in her hands, spitting out fire in itself from the cracks in her fingers. Whatever the reason for it switching attention, Spencer was glad...

... Wait. No she wasn't!

The merchant twisted her head to see whom had gotten the attention of the beast. Funnily enough, it was the strange man she'd seen walking by The Square during the morning hours of the day. He stood ready with a sword in hand, elegant and almost regal, though she could sense the fear in him. The heightened breathing, the sweat on his brow, the distinct smell of... sulfur? Whatever he smelled like, he certainly looked and sounded to be afraid. It brought the attention back towards herself. She was afraid, and what was she doing?

Put simply, it was nothing. Despite the both of them probably being the least of able fighters, she was the one who wasn't doing anything, despite her wanting nobody else to get hurt. This stranger on the street was likely doing what he had to for similar reasons. He didn't seem like the type to go hunting shadow monsters, after all. 

That was when she remembered the person on the other side!

She was about to go check, however didn't want to leave the poor young man to himself. As it so happened, however, he had company. A few other figures made their way into the alley after the young man dodged an attack which may have otherwise been fatal, one clearly built for fighting. The other two, whom looked remarkably similar, gave advice on how to defeat the beast, and they began coordinating an assault which could defeat the shadow creature. Feeling that the young man may be in good hands, Spencer apologised to them silently and looked around the corner once more to see if the mysterious, fire-wielding warrior was still OK. If he (or she) was in the midst of combat still, Spencer would shine her light to try and distract the beast in which she fought, seeing as it had an odd attraction to her sun stone before. If not, however, she would state: [color=crimson]"P-please, one of them went over h-here! Around this c-corner!"[/color]