[h2]Lillia Avemaria[/h2]

With Saturday cleaning up one of the dolls, Lillia could only stand there--still somewhat astonished by the proximity, but also by the worksmanship. "This is... shoddy. Someone would have to be very inept to rely on physical organs as some form of motive component rather than accessing a soul far more directly. Organs have far better uses."

The threat of the oncoming chains didn't budge her, with Maria moving forward in front of her charge, knives flashing to deflect them--and giving the teenager time to do something that would, hopefully, make it quite trivial for the others to finish the automata off.

"Life is but a fleeting warmth, draining into shadow..." she started... and repeated... again and again. There were much better ways to do this spell, more powerfully and with more duration, but why would she want that? [i]Everyone[/i] around Lillia was a target, and a stronger version might do more than merely cause fatigue if it had to be sustained for long.

But its affect on such fragile creations, with so little to apparently keep them going...