She frowns up at Ironhorse, "What are you saying Ironhorse? It sounds like a goodbye." She mutters.

He whirled and took off, oblivious to Claire's question. He approached the second skylight, and he gathered himself and jumped...

The glass exploded as he crashed into it, shattering into a million sparkling pieces. Glittering shards rained down on the crowd below. Screaming and snarling, they looked up, covering their eyes and faces as the massive iron horse smashed into their midst with a boom that shook the building. Roaring, Ironhorse reared up, blasting flame from his nostrils, steel hooves flailing in deadly arcs. The room erupted into chaos. Once they recovered from their shock, Thornguards and wiremen surged forward to attack, flinging themselves at Ironhorse, ripping and clawing.

"He did not just-" She whispers, watching Ironhorse in shock.

"The distraction has already been launched. We cannot help him now. Our target is Virus and the scepter. You should stay here, Claire."

She frowns but nods, "Fine. Left my flipping sword back at the healers any ways..." she mutters.

"Goodfellow, are you ready?"

Puck nodded and leaped onto the skylight.

She continues to watch Ironhorse from above.

Puck snickered. "Glass is a funny thing, Princess. Why do you think ancient people put salt along windowsills to keep us out?" Virus was directly below them, shouting and waving the scepter above her head, her attention riveted on the battle and Ironhorse.

Ash leaped onto the skylight, drawing his sword as he did. "Look after Claire," he said, as glamour began shimmering around both him and Puck. "Ill take care of Virus."

She frowned up at Ash, "Please... just be careful."

He nodded as a shimmer went through the air around him, and he dropped straight through the glass like it wasnt there. Ash dropped toward Virus like an avenging angel, his coat flapping in the wind, sword bared and gleaming as he raised it over his head.

At the last moment, one of the Thornguards surrounding Virus glanced up, and his eyes got huge. Drawing his sword, he gave a shout of warning, and amazingly, Virus whirled and looked up. Ashs blade slashed down in a streak of blue and met the Scepter of the Seasons as Virus swept it up to block him.

There was a flash of blue and green light and a hideous screech that echoed through the room and caused every eye to turn to the pair on the overhang. Sparks flew between the ice blade and the scepter, bathing the combatants faces in flickering lights. Virus looked rather shocked to be facing her former soldier; Ashs mouth was tight with concentration as he bore down on her with his sword.