[h2]Letitia and Lancelot[/h2]

"S-Saber, put me down!" the taller blonde protested, not liking this position at all. Surely she would be better protected if she could [i]move[/i], rather than hoping that something in the park would be able to sufficiently hide her from the space-crushing abomination. If she could even begin to hide from it in any fashion--for all she knew right this instant it was keyed into the barrier and aware of the positions of everything within it. 

Which was another reason to put her down. 

"If this is magecraft I need to have chance to look at it!"

Lancelot, of course, was doing the obvious thing when confronted with a ghostly apparition that destroyed the earth by crushing its hands together: darting forwards to slice at those same hands before backing off again. Though something about the thing suggested that this was unlikely to be anything but a stopgap.