“Catch you?” smirked Cassandra “Who would need it. It would require just an airship from which they’d drop several barells – the concoction affects wild life as we…” And at that point the gun makes it’s thunderous ‘THOOM’, which causes bat to stop mid-sentence with a sort shriek of pain and cover her sensitive ears for a second “Damn, what was that?”<br/>“It seems that the locals have decided to prepare a feast for us” replied Sairif with a sarcastic grin “Though some of food comes canned in all sorts of pre-historic armor. And they certainly don’t know where to point their fireworks.”<br/>“And I’ve thought that it was something serious. Well, in this case, it would be proper to go and inform them that they are wrong” replied Cassandra, pulling out her rapier – though, probably, it was just an attempt to look braver than she was at the face of enemy<br/>“Ahh, you shouldn’t worry, mistress. I have a feeling that they’d come to us pretty soon themselves. No need to tire yourself by walking through all that snow.”<br/>And then they both grinned and flicked their hands almost in unison, causing dark sparks to run between their fingers.<br/><br/>((Both ready themselves to cast spells, whenever enemies would get close enough. Cassandra prepares Confusion to hit three enemies whoever would end closest to her, while Sairif prepares Fear))