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It was almost easy to mistake the pounding on the door for the thrumming of his own head and ears. Having only gotten up off the floor moments ago, Dean Locklear was trying to clean the blood off his face when it finally registered that someone was at the door.

[i]Wasn’t even paying attention to the wards.[/i] He felt like slapping himself for that if not for fear of being concussed from . . . Whatever that scream had been. Everything was in chaos. Whatever had caused that scream forced an early emergence of beasts much more numerous and violent then normal. He could only imagine how the other settlements were holding out right now. Shieldtown was just holding out because if it’s reinforced nature and the hardiness of its residents.

[i]Damnit Alex, where are you? Better not have gone and gotten himself hurt in all this.[/i]

Had to focus. Home was the priority right now. Little dude was perched up on his shoulder, nuzzling into him. Dean patted his partners head reassuringly. Poor thing had to have been scared when he just dropped and began bleeding from the nose.

[b][color=8dc73f]“Right, let’s see what’s going on now.”[/color][/b] Dean opened the door right around the moment Wolf yelled for him to wake up. [b][color=8dc73f]“Jeez women you don’t gotta shout. We got this.”[/color][/b]

He brushed passed Shieldtown’s head scout, giving her a pat on the shoulder while casually strolling forth. Various trinkets on Dean’s person began to break and pop, their mana reservoirs draining back into him. His unassuming form swelling with power now, Dean closed his eyes and held out his hands.  Through his partner, they felt the creatures outside the walls as well as those that had began to make it into the fortress town. [b][color=8dc73f]”Damn, lot more then I thought.”[/color][/b] He turned to meet the gaze of the stone creature on his shoulder. [b][color=8dc73f]“Ready Golem?”[/color][/b]

The currently minuscule primal spirit of earth nodded vigorously and leapt off Dean’s shoulder. Sinking into the ground like it was a liquid.

Working in tandem, the two expanded their “territory”. Two minutes based and soon they were able to feel just about every one of the frenzied beasts on the ground. 
[i]Targets found. Let’s keep it simple. Soften, mold, then harden.[/i]

Patches of earth around most of the creatures suddenly shifted to be more loose, that was Dean clapped his hands together. Tendrils of earth lashed out towards every beast, hardening into sharp stone on contact. 

In a mass cacophony of pained yelps and howls, almost too suddenly, more then eighty percent of the monsters present became impaled on jagged stones. Some were still alive, struggling to remove themselves from the stones. Dean wasn’t really comfortable leaving the monsters to suffer though. With a motion of his hands, the still struggling beasts were further impaled by more spikes.

When the last spiked monster finally went limp, The stone spikes retracted back into the ground. Leaving no trace of ever having emerged other then the traces of residual mana.

Dean dropped his hands and let out a tired sigh. Not actually exhausted, not in the slightest. Golem did a good chunk of the difficult work after all. Dean was just a tad lazy. And there was the fact that he was reviving a bit still on top of his mind being elsewhere.

He dropped to the ground, a large hand of stone reaching up out of the earth second before he touched the ground to catch him. Making for an emergency chair. 
[b][color=8dc73f]”Alright! I did my part. You guys go finish all the rest of the crap. I need a minute.”[/color][/b] He leaned back and just waved Wolf to go away.