Just as Giselle found her way to one of the many wooden paths that weaved through, she would find that she had a lot more to worry about than whether or not Isabel would be alright on her own. The first thing she would see was the orange light from the lanterns around the complex glinting off the creature's massive, black horns, though she would hear and feel the thud of its every step long before she saw it. It was far larger than most monsters, with paws that could easily crush a human, and it had purple fur covering its entire body, save for some red tinge near its chest and tail. It had sharp, white teeth and yellow eyes that almost seemed to glow, and which focused directly on Giselle.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.wikia.com/finalfantasy/images/2/2d/Ffcc-mlaad_monster_behemoth.gif)</div></div><br/>Even the most experienced warriors from across the worlds knew it wasn't a bright idea to take on a Behemoth head-to-head, with no back-up, but here the half-Drow was. Strangely enough, while the massive beast stood in Giselle's path, its gaze stuck to her and its throat releasing a deep growl, it made no immediate move to attack her. It was strange, since Behemoths were usually extremely aggressive to those who wandered into their territory, but this one in particular seemed to be satisfied with just standing in the Balance warrior's way. Another loud, mechanically-altered cry of pain came in across the thin mountain air, drawing a deeper snarl from the Behemoth, but still it didn't move.<br/><br/>Back with the pseudo-dragoon girl, Isabel would find that the Machea also weren't as violently inclined as her first encounter may have indicated, though they were now overrunning the keep even more than before, dozens of creatures climbing over every nook and cranny, digging their bladed legs deep and tearing through the wood. Several of them, out of self-preservation interest, decided to attack the sellsword as soon as they spotted her, making their way up the narrow cliff path she was in the middle of walking down, as well as just climbing straight up the sheer rock wall next to her.<br/><br/>As the first few Machea lunged toward her, extending half a dozen organic blades in her direction, a corridor of darkness appeared on a small rock outcropping a few meters above her, closing in on itself to reveal the man in the dark coat, his hood still drawn up. He watched her silently for a few seconds as she responded to the attacks, then spoke out in a loud, clear voice that was dead of tone. "You're wasting your time. They won't stop until they figure out how to find me. Grab your allies and find whatever's commanding this invasion."