Jeice had never been one for heroics. But he had also never been one for waiting around in some cave with no hope of getting out. However, with his powders on the lost cruise ship, he had to hide away inone of the older ships to complete his meditation and charge his mana. Completed, he ran after the others, entering the city justas the water formed a wall behind him. He jumped around, Spiderman-esque, from building to building, looking for the others, or the dragon, whichever came first. While not as powerful as he could be, he at least could do something.