"Found you, Erwin."
Fisher drilled through the massive tentacle beneath him, then grabbed Valentina's wheelchair with one hand, and with the other, he thrust his Fluid Sword into the wall of the elevator shaft. Accompanied by a screeching friction and Valentina's screams, they descended rapidly until they completely vanished.
...
In the corridor of the second floor of the hotel, a Lion-man girl engulfed in Flames wielded a huge sword, swinging it constantly. The dense, swirling winds around her blade, enwrapped by the magic of Flames, cleaved through the incessantly attacking tentacles. Who else could it be if not the forgotten Philis of Heidlin?
"Ha ha ha, using magic to ignite my blade before striking is truly effective, this is simply the greatest invention of the century!"
She burst into laughter, her hands moving swiftly as if she was boasting about her creative new invention.
