There didn’t seem to be much in the way of concern as Winter let out a soft sigh, taking her steps forward towards the barrier as she took up both pistols in hand. Plated beasts with the ability of flight. Nothing too ridiculous from what’s been seen thus far in her visit.
“Fair enough. The real question is, do you want me to eradicate, or merely incapacitate?”
“Eradicate,” he said, his spirit fire joining with the magic in the barrier. “My men will back you up, assuming it is necessary. Take care when dealing with these creatures.”
The less Kmiros in the desert, the better. They were a handful to deal with, but what else was there to do? They were favored prey of Rammus, an famous armadillo in the desert, but he wasn’t here to scare them off.
One rammed into the barrier once more, which held solid with Nasus reinforcing it. He gave Winterborn a glance.
“I know they do not seem like much, but they are extremely dangerous. Be careful around them.”
“Of course. You know how the saying goes: overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.”
Taking her steps up to the edge of the barrier, there was nary a flinch as the creature collided with the ethereal wall within arm’s reach. Aggressive wildlife, unknown, in a dry climate with unstable ground. Lacking shade, wind, and even humidity. Air current was only a factor in the artificial shockwaves caused by the beating of their wings. Weight transference of size and air resistance, the factors of differing gravity, and the unfamiliarity of performance in a new climate...
The plan was set, the only thing needed from here on out as confidence and attentiveness, as well as the versatility to avoid friendly fire. Standing right at the edge of the barrier, Winter remained stoic in posture.
“...Alright. On your signal.”
