<span style="font-style: italic">"Well, that explains. Most of them just treated the fight like a spectator, then didn't want to join in when the fight went downhill. But still, these people are strong..."</span><br/><br/>"...Right..." Mindy said flatly. She didn't like being threatened, but she knew fighting all of these people would be suicide.<span style="font-style: italic">"He kinda reminds me of Thuddeus, just not as creepy."</span>She mused, thinking about the late half-ogre from her old group.<br/><br/>"So you just came in town today, huh? Where did your group come from?" She asked. As she said this, a familiar voice chimed in her head.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Sorry to bother you, but I'll need to be remobilized soon"</span><br/><br/>Hearing her psicrystals requests, she focused on the little rock, recharging it's ability to move on it's own.<br/><br/>[Reactivating Psicrystal's Self-Propulsion and Flight abilities. They'll deactivate in 24 hours, or sooner, if I want.(Around what time of day is it, btw? Is it evening yet?)]<br/>[Also, I forgot to mention this, but Mindy is Psionically Focused]