"Your cam." He'd say to the Elf, agreeing with his traveling companions. Daria struggled with the chest a bit, until she had the opportunity to set it down. He decides that he'll help her carry it when they get to moving again.<br/><br/>"No. I can't do anything to help them." He'd respond. "My magic is best<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">used for...</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 7pt;">killing things...</span>" That was the simple truth of the matter.And his response comes at a time when the damnable beast shows itself, words near the end falling into a whisper.<br/><br/>He had never once seen the creature before; some times, he wondered if their even was one. But this removes all doubt from his mind. With a shudder, he'd avert his gaze, not wanting to watch the swimmers as their lives are ended.