From the moment that the crystal figures had appeared, Shizel remained in the back, the slightest of grins coming to her lips as she slunk into the shadows, watching the heroes make their pleas and swing their attacks about. She still held her staff up defensively, but made no move on the new enemies as she made her way around the room, over closer to Dycedarg.

But as she approached him closer, any trace of a smile she had quickly turned to a frown as an unknown crystalline face barred her path. Brow furrowing, she swiped horizontally with her weapon, only to find that another manikin had taken its place, more moving in to stop her progress towards her ally.

"Dycedarg... what is the meaning of this? Control them!"