"It feels kind of mean, but as long as I keep pushing he won't be able to get a shot in. Best defense is a good offense right?"
Ciskel started talking to himself as he drifted further out of reach, he didn't really know what Galen's reach was though so he wasn't sure about that, but he wasn't going to give Galen he chance to let him find out. He waved his old staff and multiplied the weight of the vines a few times.
"This should keep him busy with not being crushed.." He mumbled as he tried to think of another aproach, his own vines wouldn't hold him long and ciskel was sure Galen had a few more tricks up his sleeve.

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"You know? Beach sounds like fun. We'll make the [b]biggest[/b] sandcastle! And then tear it down!" Charlie got a little exited.
Algon was lost in thought.

Somehow the four sat in tranquility as the world dissolved in utter chaos around them. People were screaming. Prisoners were rebelling and running amok. A whole bunch of lesser guild members had decided that if everything was going down they would take as much shit along with them. So everyone was vandalizing and stealing everything.
In the distance someone tried to open a large chest with a dagger. To his dismay the chest was Jennifer, who swiftly turned back into her Chamelion form and tore him to shreds. It was the kind of spectacle that looked rather amusing until the crunching of bones became loud enough to be sickening.
Charlie had found a canister of coffee on the ground and was passing the thing around. They had the weirdest little picnick.
All of them tired. But a mission complete nonetheless.
"You know, we really needed to thin the ranks anyways..." Algon sighed as he watched Jennifer hunt down traitors like a puppy playing with a tennis ball. A puppy that chewed on her tennis balls.

"I suggest we reduce the member count to zero. Starting with you." The voice of Cobra sounded from behind him. His eyes were burning with anger and hands surging with fresh energy. They had completely forgotten about him.