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	The three approached the middle of the field - with still no visible sign of the enemy besides artillery fire and the quickly-quelled snow. It seemed the enemy would be playing defense. That may be a slight problem - Bak was likely good at holding checkpoints.

   The Alchemist cracked his knuckles after he had jogged to catch up with the other two. [color=fff200]"Looks like we're facing a few chickens, eh? Well, let's not let the yellow-bellies stay all couped up.."[/color] he jeered as entered the crude [i]"hall"[/i], and approached the wall that was closer to their side of the field.

A couple seconds and a few crackling strains of energy later, a thin, but wide, horizontal peephole appeared in the stonework. [color=fff200]"Eheheh, there ya are.."[/color] he chuckled. He placed both hands against the stone, then removed them, leaving two dark-spots of energy, before drawing back both his arms-

-and thrusting them into the wall.

The black energy streaked down the stone, disappearing into the ground below it - before shooting back up quickly into Aram's hands, the wall along with the ground it on stood on vibrating, shaking like a mini earthquake. He was performing a mass transfer of the ground through the wall. And the result - two massive hands of rock, each several feet wide from thumb-knuckle to outer-hand, burst forward from the wall, shooting out violently fast - one towards Rurik, and one towards the much further away Bak.

Both hands were slightly larger than Bak herself - and every few yards, the "arm" of each one sprouted thick supports that would shoot out from below and dig into the ground - to support the weight of the quickly-elongating structures.

The leftmost hand shot out towards Rurik in a shape reminiscent of a sideways, sign-language "Y". Aram aimed to widen the attack to keep the other student from avoiding it as much as he could. The other hand came flying at Bak in a simple, open-hand form, aiming to grasp her and squeeze her into submission.

[color=fff200]"AHAHAHA, dodge this, slowpokes!"[/color] he shouted as his attacks ripped through the air towards his opponents.