[h2][color=af9d80][b]Roger Falkner[/b][/color][/h2]

Any chance of getting out of this without further fighting was dashed to pieces upon hearing the Witch mentioning testing.  He shouldn't have been surprised, given that they were dealing with a Witch.  In his mind, for those possessing such vast magical power, everyone else was nothing more than a source of entertainment.  Still, at least she wasn't actually trying to kill them- that would be far, far more difficult to survive.

Even with the witch just letting them fight the construct, it still would be a formidable foe.  Given the state of the cultists' bodies, it had managed to kill them with disturbing efficiency.  Its strange appearance and gait meant that its attacks and movements would be unlike fighting any human foe.  However, with its quadrupedal stance and bladed front limbs, Roger saw some potential parallels to that of a griffin and its wicked front talons, something that he was quite familiar with.  

Roger rushed forward to near where Urden was.  The demon's intervention had bought them a temporary reprieve to move and reposition, but she broke it off as abruptly as she had initiated it, leaving the construct once again able to attack.  As the mercenary attacked from the front, the griffin knight flanked it from the side, stabbing at its torso with his spear.