From the Stoneworks a cacophony of howls raged in response to the wounds it received as a pack of 14 astral wolves raced out from the streets and fields. Their howls fading into growls as their neared the group that dared to fight on the grounds of the Stoneworks. One of them splits off almost immediately seeing it's chance to strike from the back of the hooded fire throwing lady that seemed to be facing off against the other two. Another two seemed to have set their eyes on her for a more frontal attack. The other wolves set their eyes squarely on the inked abomination of nature. All of them charging straight past the woman in hood and the templar sword summoner without giving either a second glance their mouths open, salivating and eager to dig their teeth into the nature offending flesh. The two wolves attacking ID from the front miss their coordination completely and ID easily sidesteps the both of them as they collide in the air where she'd been yelping on impact, however the one from behind times it's attack well enough to latch onto ID's left leg the moment she takes her step. It doesn't hold for long though as it's saliva vaporizes immediately and the heat seeps in through the mouth. It quickly let's go and runs away from the foundry levels of heat around her, with the two others following close behind, the three yelping as they flee to a more tolerable temperature. Growls and barks of anger, bloodlust, and disdain burst forth from the pack of wolves as the 11 lunge forwards to attack. More than half of them are met with flailing limbs, the spray of high velocity acid, and one even getting mauled by one of the jaws and spit out, before their teeth could even bite down on anything. One managing to bite into one of the limbs, but was quickly thrown off as they swung wildly. Another finding a thin piece of flesh on the body ripping it off and the momentum of the lunge carrying it off into the glassed soil beyond. Two who found a hold on the tails of the creature were smacked against one another and lost their hold in the impact. A last one managed to join his brother head first inside the maw of the other head and biting into the creatures tongue before it spat the the two of them out in reflex. Not a moment after the siblings had crossed the crest of the final hill between them and home did another problem appear on their horizon, clouds of steam mixed with fire and a long scar of glass across the stoneworks. Raudd[color=#0050ff][b]"Ugh, really? Sis, get the defenses up, we need to teach some dumbasses to not mess with the Stoneworks."[/b][/color] By the time Zolya pulled her gaze from the problem in front of them and looked at Raudd he was already busy planning something with the stag he was riding and he had drawn his rifle. [color=#018c3b][b]"Annoyed enough to waste some ammo."[/b][/color] She mused to herself before following her brothers suggestion to get back inside the barrier. [color=#018c3b][b]"They really picked the wrong day it seems."[/b][/color] After a short explanation of the plan Raudd riding the stag charged into the fray. Closing in on the action he could make out the silhouettes of four among the clouds of steam, from this distance he couldn't really make out any details until one of them made himself identifiable by voice. Rat? What was that idiot doing here, in the middle of a fight between supers no less? He is an extra special kind of stupid, but normally he knows how to avoid getting involved in anything other than those parcels of his. Looking at the silhouettes Rat must be the one crawling to their feet. At least that was one less problem, now what of the other three. Why does that have tails now... Don't tell me it's that thing again. Ugh, water and shapeshifting... How likely would it be to find two creatures with that exact same powerset? His body seemingly already having made up their mind about the matter fired the rifle. A streak a light trailed after the slug as it screamed through the air straight through the body of that shapeshifter. Though it hardly seemed to faze the creature that there was a hole from one end to the other through it's body as ink flowed back in to fill the wound. [color=#0050ff][b]"Strafe it!"[/b][/color] He yelled at the stag as he drew his axe with his free hand. Not wasting a moment the stag kicked up it's speed a notch and lowered it's head presenting the pointed ends of his horns to whomever decided to stray into it's path. Closing in for the melee Raudd managed to switch the rifle to it's plasma burst mode and fired at the shape that had been assisting the shapeshifter in it's act. With a crack of thunder sending a burst of hot plasma at the acrobatic ally. With the axe wielding hand he managed to make a shallow cut on the shapeshifter before he and the stag passed through the group. Stowing his rifle he managed to scramble to a standing position onto the stag. [color=#0050ff][b]"Now!"[/b][/color] He yelled as he jumped backwards and after a moment in the air his feet connected with the hooves of the stag kicking off them like a springboard to fly back into axe range of the shapeshifter. [color=#0050ff][b]"I'm not done with you."[/b][/color] He muttered as he prepared a more directed strike to cleave off one of it's tails.