[h1][color=saddlebrown][center]Ariamis the Mechanist[/center][/color][/h1]

Ariamis was pleased that they had managed to get the Artificer settled onto the golem's back though he hadn't expected it to swallow the woman with its back. Perhaps it required a spark of magic to its core not unlike his own and the only way to properly apply it was from the inside. Either way, it was time to get stuck in with the Drider though it did not appear to have been fond of getting lit aflame though that seemed not enough to put a stop to it nor vicious slashes to its back. He had intended to jog over as close as he could safely get what with the firey ground but it turned out to be unnecessary because of the beast fleeing back onto its web to lick its wounds most likely. Or at least that was what he thought until it came to the side of the room he and his companions held but the elf kept the useful barriers up for the moment giving them a moment to react.

[color=saddlebrown][i]It looks like we will need some time. So be it.[/i][/color] The dwarf thought stepping forward towards the barrier prepared to fight for the defense on those around him.

The Mechanist's claws arms whirred and clicked as the small modules in them changed to a sickly green producing small nozzles in the center. He heard someone appear behind him but paid it no mind for the moment as it was most likely another adventurer sure to join the fight or assist in some capacity the thud from further behind him he hoped was part of that. He raised his arms higher to allow them to arc over the barrier and begun spraying acid from the four nozzles at differing angles making sure that the Drider would not so easily be able to escape the burning stream of liquid or its droplets. Ariamis himself to something of a boxing stance below them prepared to punch with his augmented arms if need be but he hoped to cause some damage from a distance before relying upon any other tricks up his sleeve.