"Augustus, can we just pause this? Seriously? We've got bigger problems, even if I did start the attack," Laplace says with fake sincerity as I notice we're completely surrounded by those strange, doll-like things.
'Is this Evelyn's power?' They're just standing there, they've got us both cornered, but they're silent, just watching. They look weak, but I don't know how to react. One thing's for sure, though, I'm not trusting Laplace.
"Laplace, I'm not letting you leave here alive." I tighten my grip on the dagger and lunge at her. She swings a massive greatsword down at me.
I dodge, slipping around to her side, and unleash a burst of ice magic, a huge wave of ice surging forward. She barely avoids it, shooting up into the air with her wings, then plummets back down, spinning her sword for a devastating strike.
