The sounds of clanging metal had gotten louder as had the grunts of pain. It seemed as if more people had joined the fight. How were they ever going to complete this quest if none of them could play nice. He had been searching for books on anything that might be related to the quest but came up with nothing. He couldn't even find anything about the "Day of Frost" Morpheus had mentioned. Gods he wished his mother was here. She'd know what to do. Well of course she would. She was the goddess of wisdom. John rubbed his temples, a habit he had inherited from his father. He wasn't going to get anything done in here. At least not right now. Maybe the others would have info. He got up and returned to the battle, crossing his arms and waiting for the fight to end.