"No good! Backs to the wall, and fight like it!" Lucien shouts before turning around and seeing-

[Get Away with Hope; 4, 6, +1 = 11]
[Fast, while Avoiding Harm, I take someone with me]

Lucien doesn't pause to think - he's working against Ailee here, after all - and darts back to the fray, shoulder charging Professor Pagliacci in the gut, knocking the wind out of him, knocking him off Ailee...

...straight up into a fireman-carry, never stopping for a moment, weaving away from the biggest active threat right now, and also the Wreck. Hoping keeping his shoulder in the clown's solar plexus is going to stop him getting his breath back a few more seconds. 

"Big fan of your work," Lucien's smile is tight-lipped, hiding gritted teeth, "did you know we're friends, you and I? Isn't that right? Fantastic friends. Love clowns. Worked with a lot of them. My favourite made me call him 'Your Majesty', would you believe? Dead, now. Probably not my fault. Making more of an effort with you."

Lucien's journey ends in an alcove behind a large squid-statue, with the Wreck between them and Ailee, and the bulk of the statue between them and the Wreck. He drops the Grail Questor down and takes some deep, gulping breaths in. The kind where you just grab your knees and feel your whole back rise to meet your neck.

Bloody hell. 

Shit. Fuck. Piss.

Okay.

"Sorry about that, buddy. Fancy a chat?"