While the other three were busy playing with the golems, Blaz went straight for the Watcher's head. Due to having a sword as one of his symbols, Blaz got a lot of agility and speed to dodge every single attempt the remaining golems threw at him. And finally, his blade went slashing straight toward the skinny dwarf's throat.
Or at least, it should've been like that.
"I see… should've expected you to be a rune caster."
Blaz's sword got completely held by a magic shield made out of a combination of runes which created some type of magic circles. And with its capability to actually deflect a melee attack, then the Watcher is either a bearer of the cross symbol or someone who passed the level 101 milestone.
"I don't remember having an appointment with an earth elf." Said the watcher. His glowing golden eyes were staring down at Blaz, sharper than a knife edge.
"Well, we don't remember doing something deserving an attack." The elf replied.
