[h3][color=#66b2b2]ARIA: THE PROTECTOR[/color] | The Mavericks[/h3][sub]Reporting to: Billy Black[/sub][hr] [sub][@ERode][@OwO][@Majoras End][@BrokenPromise][/sub]

[indent]The Protector strode into the wine cellar alongside its allies, hanging behind Fable as he spoke. While the armored titan admired the child's bravery, it certainly would be ready to shield him at any given moment. As it was, the situation meant that the entire place could go up in fermented-grape smoke if any of them were to make the wrong move. This troubled the sentinel greatly, but its feelings would never be betrayed thanks to the dignified frontage of its helmet.

However, the sight of Klava executing a brilliant palm-to-tush maneuver on Apollo nearly cost the Protector its solid grip on its shield. The incredible smoothness of its friend would have caused its jaw to drop if only that was possible in its esper form. Is this what it was like to be brimming with so much confidence? Would Aria too, be able to do the same thing eventually if she worked on her self-esteem? An inquisitive thought creeped into the metal giant's mind palace, infiltrating it like a thief in the night. However, it was immediately chased away by the sentinel's conservative mindset. Nonsense. That was not the issue as of now, pay attention! 

The Protector raised both its spear and shield hands to smack itself on both sides of its helmet.

Now standing at attention as if ready for preschool drills, the sentinel responded to Klava's plans with a determined nod. These were no ordinary gang members by the clear looks of it, and so they would need to be cautious. Unlike the last time, it wouldn't charge headfirst into the fray right away. Instead, for now...

With a raise of its spear, four bolts of mana flowed from the tip to each of its team members, enveloping each of them, save for the Protector, in a light-blue physical shielding aura. A melody for insurance. Then, it marched to the frontline alongside Fable, raising its kite shield directly in front of the pink-weaponed gunner's line of sight, effectively providing well-enough cover for its allies behind it. This woman was definitely no [i]Pink Devil[/i], nor was her gun a P90, but the Protector decided it was best not to underestimate its opponents nonetheless.[/indent]

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20 | Female | The Freelancers | Guardian
Protector's Treaty | Spear, Shield | Arcane | Aegis
Protector's Stronghold | Shelter 
Protector's Mandate | Gravity | Fortification 
[Weightless, Suspend], Transplace, Restrain, Reflect, AoE, Damage, Shield

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: B  | 500
PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: E | CHAOS: D | 500

[Bronze Projectile + Shield + AoE = -72] = 428/500 Remaining

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