Ester stood up and moved over to Mesaraih, studying the contraption too. It would save mana if they used it, but the two mages may be able to break into the rock and stop it from creating more enemies. She frowned, thinking over what to do.<br/><br/>"So, what do you want to do with them?" The elf asked her companion.<br/><br/>"Who even are you people?!" One of the Dwarves exclaimed, a bead of sweat dripping down the side of his face. Ester turned her attention to him and smiled.<br/><br/>"You've not heard of this legend?" She asked, a playful smile on her lips as she teased Mesaraih.<br/><br/>"Doesn't seem like much of a legend to me." The leader spat, trying to provoke the mage.<br/><br/>Ester stared at him with dark eyes, clicking her fingers as the icy mist turned to flame. The Dwarves weren't actually<span style="font-style: italic">on fire,</span>but they would feel like they were. "Now, now. Don't be hurtful." She taunted.