Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
Unfortunately, due to Drake's drastic move with the creature, it left Aspel falling behind. While her suit of armor was light and durable as she'd custom made it, it was still full plate and because of that, flawed in allowing her significant movement. Certainly, with this suit she could easily be one of the fastest in a set of full plate, but it would never measure up to a lightly armored dragoon or armorless monk.
Even darting after the creature as soon as Aspel realized the intended move still left her a minimum of a good ten feet behind Drake at any given moment, and by the time she arrived, breathing heavily against the inside of her helmet, Drake had delivered the final blow to the creature already.
"What comes next may be of more interest." The words echoed beneath the helmet and laying her sword down next to her feet, she kneeled, carefully undoing the latches on the helmet before placing it off to the side.
"We will need to remove the tentacles and I am certain some of the slive or other parts could easily fetch a bit of gil at the Bazaar." And by interesting part, she meant it was time to skin the thing and break it down into dealable materials.