They were actually attacking him...
Lucien found it extra hard to concentrate, knowing that he was going up against his friends. Still, he'd be able to keep his medium's attacks to a minimum, maybe he could just knock Lisette and Dylan over then have the bros try to restrain them? He didn't know. The summoner screwed his eyes shut and concentrated as hard as he could, but it was easier said than done especially when Mordie and his friends were attacking the bear all at once.
The animal was irritated, and it tugged at his control, making him feel irritated too. If they were up against just Mordie or any criminal Lucien would have used his medium's emotions to his advantage but because he was up against his friends he had to suppress both the animal's will and feelings and it made him feel weary. "Hell no, they're friends." He mumbled softly to himself when one of the bear's thoughts ran through his head. Just knock them over, yeah? He thought over and over as the bear let out a loud and very upset roar.
An arrow nicked the bear in the shoulder and Lucien felt a string, he focused even harder and the bear raced towards Lisette. Unfortunately, it slipped and soon a rolling bear headed straight for Lisette, knocking them both into the pool. Oops? He released the summon and the bear exploded into a puff of smoke. That had been ridiculously fast. "Sorry!" He called out from behind the bush before looking through the cards he had brought. He had the turtle card with him and the tuna card. Oh, joy.
Maybe this time he'd just try taking matters into his own hands? He picked up a broken chair leg and held it as if it were a sword. "Bros! Today we charge."
"O-Okay bro!" They agreed uncertainly.
He rushed towards Dylan looking almost threatening before he slipped on oil and fell flat on his back. The wooden chair leg flying out of his hand and up into the air. The summoner looked up only for his newest weapon to crash into his face. There was a sharp sting followed by a nosebleed. He let out a yelp before looking up at the still mind controlled Dylan. "Um...I really meant to do that, funny, huh?" He let out a nervous laugh then grabbed Dylan by the feet. He didn't want to fight them but he would try to maybe knock them out of it? "Fight it Dylan! Fight it Lisette! Remember our mission, we need to find Estelle and Josette."
Everything just became ten times worse.
The cleric starter yelling and lashing out at everything and then Moira and Syed started yelling too. Xan froze in place and turned to glance at the other side of the room. Bart had them pinned down. This was bad, very bad. She wanted to help them but they needed to find Trixie too and neither her nor the cleric could be at two places at once, she was sure. Several thoughts were screaming inside her head and she didn't know which thought to obey. Syed and Moira or Trixie? Before she could come to a conclusion Heather dashed out of her hiding place, rushed up to Trixie and took the girl hostage.
The situation suddenly became a hundred times worse.
“Now then, enough of this madness. Bart finish them now!"
Finish them? If they surrendered they couldn't assure everyone's safety and if they didn't then they would be putting Trixie in danger. Xan's lowered her arms, the sword becoming nothing but a clenched fist. She locked eyes with Amy and gave the slightest hint of disagreement. She defied their options with the nastiest glare she could muster. She didn't trust Heather or Bart and either way someone would be getting hurt. "Okay," she scoffed, eyes never leaving Amy. They needed to do something. What if they faked surrender and struck when the stakes were just a bit lower? Still, neither Bart nor Heather looked like the merciful types.
