Desert Bandit Brawl [Open]

As Beowulf took the amalgamated rock and gave his order, Creme would swiftly nod in response before jettisoning of across the sands. The greatswords she had formed in the sands would rise up, hovering for a brief moment before quickly following after her. Once Creme felt safely far enough away, she would immediately drop back to the sand and hunker down, using the greatswords as a shield to protect her from all sides while she waited. From there, all she could make out were screams mixed in with explosions; the gunfire would continue, but begin to die down after a short while until there was nothing left but silence. Creme continued to to stay on guard for a moment, before hearing Beowulf speak out once more.

"B...?" She called out, allowing her swords to dissipate before rising up to view the smoke that Beowulf emerged from, "Woah! What the heck happened!?" Creme questioned as she ran up to Beowulf, taking in all the destruction around the area, "How the heck did everything break!? And did you hear a wolfy cry? I thought I did... but why would one be in the desert of all places?" As confused as she was, she was glad to see Beowulf was unharmed; with how he acted before, she was worried the hideous rock she made had given him a stomachache!