Lim could not feel the tingling Wric was experiencing, her instincts not that of animal but of elemental. With no water to speak of amongst the fields, there was nothing for her to sense that would be labeled as amiss. It took the sound of screams and her sidekick’s vocal alert to snap her attention to the monster the was ravaging a group of students some distance away. The hero’s call didn’t seem to tug at her as strongly as Wric, but the urge to help was there all the same. So alongside the satyr she rushed towards the chaos, but how she could help she was unsure. She could feel nothing of her element close by save for sparse amounts of dew upon the blades of recently watered grass, but what good could such a tiny amount do her against such a ferocious beast?<br/><br/>When Wric sent an arrow flying towards the chimera, so too did tiny pellets of water droplets, all of which seemed to harmlessly bounce off of the creature. “Shit.” She cursed under her breath. If only she’d had the power to bring on a torrential storm, then she’d have made some serious damage. But, her powers were nowhere near that of a god. She could only hope to strengthen them enough to become at least a fraction of their power, of which right now was less than that. So when the weak attacks glanced off the basilisk, it turned towards Lim and Wric and gave a terrifying screech.<br/><br/>Then, Wric shoved at her, telling her to run. “What are you crazy?! What the hell are you going to do?” She yelled at him, pulling at his arm just as the basilisk’s claw came down onto the ground where Wric has just been standing had Lim not pulled at him, the impact causing a small quake to shake the ground beneath their feet. Lim had fallen over from the sudden tremor, still getting used to her land legs, when the beast attempted to attack again. Bringing its monstrous beak down in an effort to consume the water nymph whole, she screamed.<br/><br/>But before any more harm could be done, the basilisk let out another loud screech, this time not of anger, but of agony. The manticore from the opening ceremony had landed atop the creature, knocking it off and away from the two of them and roared in its face, leaving the creature cowering in its wake. Its powerful wings began to flap, causing a whirlwind of air around it, forcing everybody and everything within its space to go flying backwards, Lim and Wric included. And then, in one last attack, the manticore used the shift in weight its wings created, and bound towards the basilisk, striking it down with a single blow of its paw, gutting it with its claws, until no life was left in its eyes.<br/><br/>Once the threat was no more, the manticore, sat upright, looking around the field at the bodies of those students who fought and died. The beast heaved a heavy sigh. “They hadn’t even started their time here,” his voice was deep and powerful, but sad in its tone, “and already they’ve been sent to meet their end. This should not have happened...” Soon, the eyes of the great beast turned to look behind him, spotting Lim and Wric, to which he walked over to, slowly and precisely, “Are you two alright?”