<br/><div class="floatright"><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Bravato</span></div>(https://i.imgur.com/zqADNrV.jpg)<br/></div><br/>With a few quick blasts of fire the puddle of wax melts away completely, rendered down to nothing leaving not but a darkened stain on the fine carpeting. It seems unlikely that it will be getting back up again.<br/><br/>"By the Maker, this accursed wax truely is terrifying..." Bravato muttered, backing up to the door again, ready to duck in at the soonest sign of more wax monsters appearing. When asked about the bladedancer the doll gave an anxious glance up towards the chandelier, "I would ask so, yes. As annoying as they can be, I'd prefer not to see anymore of my brothers and sisters shattered. I haven't the stomach for it...literally..." he mused, before his eyes flicked over to the entrance of the ballroom, the doors having been blown open when Nyssa was carried away, "Though I would have assumed you'd be more worried about your friend that just got dragged off"