Nyla, your friendly neighborhood baker
Sanjo Beach
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It wasn't often Nyla had involved herself in such chaotic battles. She'd much rather be doing things behind the scenes, quietly supporting those that [i]did[/i] fight battles such as this. Still, she couldn't deny how effective she could be in such a scenario considering her unique capabilities as a slime. Still, she was just a little disappointed there were no cute girls here. It made this just a bit more annoying to deal with. At least she might have some fun playing with the boys a bit if she could grab a few...

[color=a187be]"Now now, there's no need to be so serious."[/color] Nyla responded to the helmeted champion. The Shoggoth's body shifted, enlarging herself as much as she could with her mass in an attempt to corral and deter the warriors from getting close. After all, all she'd need is a good grip on just one little ankle and [i]yoink[/i].

Still though, for now her main target was finding Lord Oja.

[color=a187be]"So why don't you have a Macaron,"[/color] The shoggoth's mass shifted, growing in size into a blunt, circular object with a handle jutting from one end...a...giant frying pan? [color=a187be]"And have a seat!"[/color] She'd swing the hefty human sized, cooking implement at the champion. Of course she didn't really care for fighting. Her attention was split. Half on this man that was standing here, and the other half frantically searching for her target - Lord Oja.