[SEASONAL EVENT] Diamond Dust

Remi the Alchemist "these mountains that you are carrying, you were only supposed to climb" Go? Well that wasn't quite the answer the alchemist expected. They were either staying or fleeing together. No force to be reckoned with was he, but Remi had a few tricks up his sleeve. Enough that he didn't think he'd be putting Ronin in danger by staying, anyways. Staggering beneath the weight of Ronin's shove, Remi felt a sickly and cold sensation grip the back of his neck. With a horrified shutter, the alchemist watched as Ronin moved towards the creature even as her wail continued to encapsulate them both like some sort of audible straight-jacket. The temporary respite when Ronin struck her was like a blow in and of itself. Remi's ears rang, and like Ronin, he could feel something gooey and warm trickling down his neck. With a grunt of effort, Remi yanked once again at the earth beneath the creature's feet hoping to upset her balance. If this was a fight they were going to engage in, better that Remi give Ronin the best chance he could.