The Spire.

[DragonMasterX]

Mar stood back to his feet and took in some air before exhaling sharply, he gripped his fists to check if his body responded to him correctly. Upon realizing he was fine now, he walked ahead of everyone, "That guy kidnapped my sister. I'm going to take her back and bringing him down if need be," he said, approaching the tower in a decisive way.

"We shall hold the fort, Lady F'Nerah," Julian said, bowing respectfully with an arm to his chest, "These two rascals will be kept here, as well."

"HEY! Who are you calling a rascal, you overfed goof!" Lina cried in objection, squirming in Lizzy's arms.

"Our boat..." Lino almost sniffed, not paying attention to anybody else as he saw the wreckage and leftovers of the stray boat, and on top of the heap of torn and broken wood lay a nearly perfect preservated bag of generous size, "And the stuff we took!" Lino added, mentally.

Lizzy walked next to F'Nerah, "Are you going in unarmed? That place looks dangerous, miss!" she said, still holding the twins against her twins, "Don't you need protection?"

"Huh?" Mar turned around upon hearing the word 'protection', "Damn, we don't have stuff. We weren't allowed to get in here with weapons..." he sighed, before he was reminded of his own 'weapon', "Come out, Mastermune!" he growled, lifting an arm over head, a sphere of light forming above his open claw, expanding horizontally before a large, sharply-edged swallow materialized in his claw, "My Soul Weapon was never taken away, neither left back, at least. What'cha guys gonna do?" he said, turning over to Shadow, F'Nerah and the others who would accompany him.