Luix quickly took in his surroundings. He'd certainly never been in a situation like this, but it didn't mean that he couldn't work it to his advantage. Crouching low to arrange most of his body behind his shield, he watched Red dash towards the hobgoblin, and trailed his gaze over to the other person in the room. She wasn't moving yet, but seeming to talk to herself. Luix quickly decided upon his strategy options. If he started the running leaps that Red was doing, he would likely have to drop his shield to make sure that he did not plunge down. If he remained where he was, he risked projectile attacks, but he could guarantee that none would approach from the back. If he dropped down to the floor of his own accord, he may be able to make it to the gargoyle before being struck by the strange red beam, and perhaps... was the statue large enough for Luix to perch on its head? He would have to keep his balance, but he would get cover from the red beams, and he could lash out with his flail. Luix cast a quick glance to the other fighters, staying where he was for the moment, trying to decide if he should plunge down to the floor.