Auria, the last in the Fissure, watched the thing fall with a plop with dead eyes. She ignored the slime that coated her. With her inner self settled easily into her battle aura, she hefted her hammer and waited for a chance to attack.

Chances were, a slimy enemy was not going to be hurt by her hammer, as Fox had warned her. She had no offensive magic. She would probably be limited to casting Reflect whenever it looked like someone was about to be hit.

So she hung back and charged her magic, letting the energy flow until it was time to be released.