It was quickly piling up, flooding the chamber as the sizzling of the substance sounded like meat to a grill. The entire time, the cannoneer had been quiet; uncharacteristically so, Finn noticed.
"Do you have an idea, Magnus?" Finn asked.
A moment was taken before Magnus responded, "Something. Maybe...It might work."
"If you have a plan, then we're all ears, mate–!" Jasper shouted, scraping his boots against the floor to keep himself steady.
Finn lended the knight a hand, placing his hands under the shield holder's arms to provide him support, "Come on!"
Despite the pressing situation, Magnus stood there with a distant look as though the chamber wasn't filling with abundant death.
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[Ystad, Sweden | Before The First Impact]
