She stirs slightly, but doesn't wake.

Yeah. That most definitely wasn't good.

Soon, an L shaped building appeared, although gremlins had it swarmed.



Claws flashing, it lunged at Ash, who was waiting for it. His sword arced through the air, shearing the spindly fey in half. Another skittered toward him, and he whipped his blade around to slice off a flailing arm. The wireman collapsed, twitching, in the flowers, shredding the delicate blooms like paper.

She glanced back at Puck then at the Gremlins.

She's still unconscious.

"How much do you wanna bet that Ash has got his sorry butt stuck in there?"



More fey poured through the opening as they tore the gate to shreds. Ash was forced back, giving ground to prevent the wiremen from flanking him. Finally, he stood against a broken pillar, his back to the stones, as the Iron faeries swarmed around him, slashing and clawing.

" And Isiea too. " she replied.

Isiea is still asleep. Which is probably a good thing in this case.

"Yeah, most likely. So...whaddya wanna do about it?"



No kidding. If she was awake, she would only hurt herself more. There was a noise above him, and a shower of stones and ice tumbled to the ground. A metallic form suddenly crawled through a hole in the roof and crawled along the ceiling, and more fey slithered through the cracks.

" If we leave them they'll die. Probably. "