[center][color=Aqua][h1]Isaac Blumenfeld[/h1][/color][/center]
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In the Downtown Residential District, there stood an antique manor just on the outskirts of the southern edge of the city. The pitter patter of rain pouring could be heard as the home was buffet by some winds.

Isaac was currently in his workshop, the young mage having taken the garage in order to easily deploy his golems due to their weight and stature. The materials he had delivered were piled up in a neat space, ancient parchments, clay, stones, and other components were neatly placed around him replacing the vehicles that once called this area home. They were quite costly and would more than likely leave his personal funds in a dire state, still he was no fool, he needed to create golems of the highest quality if he wanted to at least provide even a crucial micro second of a distraction to help his servant. 

Isaac was almost complete with the first one, a robust and rough looking statue stood before him. To the casual observer it would seem like a half finished statue, but Isaac knew going for aesthetics would be a waste of effort. He was neither selling it to a client to act as a discreet safety measure, nor was it being made to pass for a human. His only goal was to create a sturdy weapon, more than capable enough to either kill or tire out any enemy masters it encountered.

His hands not stopping their efforts to finalize his creation for even the briefest moments. Isaac's fingers continued to work while he started to talk with his servant.

[i][Color=Aqua]"Very well Archer, I shall coordinate with the others after I add the final component to this body."[/color][/i]

Sending his answer through their telepathic link, Isaac finalized his creation by writing the last of the necessary arias of the Yetzirah to finally give the golem life. His creation suddenly began to glow as it drew power from the jewel he had placed inside it's body. Isaac quickly ordered it to become dormant with a wave of his hand, not wanting to waste the energy. The young man finally finished, turned to his personal golem as it stood motionless guarding him as always. Taking a breath as he quickly left his Workshop with Marigold in tow, aiming to go to the main room to strategize.

[i][Color=Aqua]"But I advise going to Rider's current location for now rather than wait for the others. Her master's willingness to ride with her to danger is quite worrying."[/color][/i]