[b][i][u]Nale the Fate-Seeker[/u][/i][/b]

Nale kept eating his food, while observing the happenings at the other tables. The bird-mask kept messaging, until he suddenly released gas of some kind at the guard. Soon enough the other prisoners started taking down the other guards as well.

It was time to act. As the other guards were distracted, Nale took his chance and threw the guard near to him to the ground. But the guard continued moving like he felt no pain. Nale opened the helmet's visor, discovering that there was nothing inside. An animated armor, faking being human through conversation. It was then that he heard the young man's words.

"If only I had my Mercury Dagger! That would take care of these spirits like that! But don't worry, I can keep this one in place until one of you can help me destroy the armor!" Nale notified the other prisoners as he kept grappling the armor. The guard was strong, he had to admit, for someone without a body, but it wasn't the first possessed armor he had faced in his life. It was simply a matter of taking the pieces out one by one and throw them at a distance to prevent or slow down reconstitution. Nale hoped that this armor wasn't one of those that had parts that flew right back after removal.