Ridley/Juliette/Perdita/OPEN Flan, Perdita thought as she stared at the gelatinous blobs moving toward them. She had read about them a handful of times in the Mage Guild's library, and she racked her brain for any useful details.Low defenses? Definitely slow. They can absorb an element. Wind? Wind. What about Fire? She also thought, Am I really going to be killed by flan? Faram, please tell me I'm not going to be killed by flan.
Perdita gulped. "Well, flan. At least they're slow?" She always had her staff at her side, and now she gripped it tightly, pointing it at the slimy creatures.