Hawke growled a little internally at the Warden's voice. Of course he's far from any danger, like the coward he is. Hawke's gut was telling him that there'd be a trap waiting for them (or, at least, him) on floor 25. He wasn't sure, but it was their only option. What he [i]was[/i] sure of, however, is that they [i]aren't[/i] taking his sword this time. Not while there's still enemies to slay. He could FEEL Aether thirsting for death after such a long time...

Suddenly, just as the bugs broke through the door, the noble girl behind him dashed past him, as the Fox-Boy loosed a crossbow bolt and several needles with great accuracy. The noble girl then proceeded to slice one damn near in half and inspect it like a medical study for a moment. It was in this moment Hawke knew he could not have finer allies.

[color=723437]"Usual crap then. Kris and Diana upfront, Macey and I will back you up. Big guy, do whatever it is you do."[/color]

[Color=silver][b]"Say no more."[/b][/color]

Hawke charged forward as well, his massive blade nearly scratching the ground as he held it behind him. With one great diagonal slash, Aether cleaved right through two of the bugs like a hot knife through butter. He wasn't sure if he needed to destroy the brain on these things like proper undead, being an infection rather than magic and all, but it'd sure as hell cripple them.