[center][h1][color=lightblue]Galahad Caradoc[/color][/h1]
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Crystal shards in hand, the Kirins proceeded down into the depths where the Crystal of Water laid waiting- though not without resistance. The tight confines of an underground space like this was hardly to Galahad's liking- his weapon too large to properly swing, nor could he leap and move the way he liked, relegating him to mostly standing near the front of the formation to block the way to their less well armored members and thrust forward with the spearhead of his halberd. Galahad stepped aside as Miina's spell arced across the space bouncing and shocking all that it came in contact with. Galahad cursed- he needed more space. 

Several of the Sahuagin's backs turned as they faced Rudolf, nets flying out of their hands as they attempted to throw them over the young warrior. Rearing an arm back, twisting the halberd in his hand, Galahad threw his weapon through the space, snagging and intercepting several nets in his weapon's arc as it disappeared into the darkness, only to fly back towards his hand a few moments later. Pulling the nets off of his halberd, Galahad tossed them at the several of the nearby sahuagin, using their own crude tactics against them to trip them up before lunging forward and stabbing at the back of another with his halberd.

The sahuagin had tactics, crude as they were, but they didn't really have the armor to deal with the heavy weapons of the Kirins, as evidenced by Galahad's heavy spearpoint driving through the lizard-man like a hot knife through butter. He'd try not to expend too much of his energy now- chances were they'd need it in the closer they got to the Crystal.