Reverie collapsed as the Spear let out its thunderous clap. He covered the sides of his hood, where his ears would be, with his hands. From the ground, he looked up at Aquilo.
"How about a warning next time you're going to do something like that? I've spent the past twenty years training myself to hear the most acute sounds that the dangers of the night may make. I wasn't expecting a storm to go off in my face."
Gale, despite her pointed ears, had hardly any reaction. After all, she was a user of wind magic. She was no stranger to the booming sounds of the world.
After a minute or so, Reverie let his hands fall to the ground. He got up and spoke quietly. "Only one left, right?" He glanced at Aquilo. "Someone with a list, if I recall. Let's get her." He attempted to support himself with his sword, but fell back to the floor.
Gale leaned over him. "Reverie, you're in no shape for another fight."
"If there are still threats aboard this ship-" He sat up. "-We have to deal with them."
"You used the barrier, didn't you."
"Only for a moment."
"Liar." She grew slightly and picked up the exhausted vagabond. "You need to rest before you get yourself hurt."
She dropped him off in the room where Otsana had been and returned wearing his mask.
Mocking his voice, she spoke to the elemental. "We should deal with this threat before it has a chance to present itself. Come now, with the speed of the shadows!" She giggled a little.
A voice called out from the room in an overly annoyed tone. It was somewhat rough, and sounded older than one might've expected. "You must really think I can't hear you. Now bring that thing back."
"I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about. I cannot take this mask off. If anyone sees my face, they'll think I'm just some old fool."
"Very funny."
She slipped the mask off for a moment. "I know. I sound just like you." Putting it back on, she turned back towards Aquilo. "Shall we be off on our quest for justice?"