Along with the storm and the deluge of water seemingly pummeling them from out of nowhere, Darius clicked his tongue when the ground beneath them shifted once more. As if the current danger wasn't enough for them, the very environment seemed dead set to try and kill them where they stood.
"Darius?!" he called out to the fake, hoping that the guardian had something up his sleeve to somehow save them all from this madness.
"W-What the hell are you doing?!" the fake only shouted aloud, running hot on their heels as he glared at him. "A-Aren't you supposed to be a guardian?!"
"I-I have no control as to what other guardians do in their territory!" Darius yelled out, his hand still firmly holding onto Xen as he argued. "What matters now is that we survive, lest we all die here without even putting up a fight!"
